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The waiter in the coffee shop called Yan Yu several times, and when Yan Yu came back to his senses, he found that she was actually standing here, looking at Lu Shumu in a daze for so long.
She pursed her lips and let out a sigh of relief, feeling her chest feel full.
She turned around, smiled at the waiter, took her coffee, and walked out of the coffee shop, intending to go back to the courthouse to rest for a while.
When she got out of the door, she turned her eyes and saw that Lu Shumu, who was originally standing next to the sand pit, had already walked to the railing and looked at her quietly with black eyes.
The two of them crossed the road and looked at each other from a distance.
The footsteps of the words stopped.
A tram slowly drove through the middle of the road, cutting off the sight of the two, and after waiting for a few seconds, the tram had already driven over, and Yan Yu saw that Lu Shumu was still standing there.
He was wearing a thin plaid sweater, with a soft texture, his eyebrows and eyes moved, and his eyes were clear as if the snow water of the snow-capped mountains had melted, with traces of spring rain.
Maybe it's because the temperature suddenly dropped today, his already white skin is even fairer, and there is a little red on his cheeks, which looks very likely.
Yan Yu curled up his fingertips, his heart was really soft, Lu Shumu's eyes were very similar to Lu Yan, a man with a pair of eyes like this would really make a woman's heart soft, as if no matter what he did wrong, as long as he was willing to give in, the woman would definitely forgive him unconditionally.
A smile flashed in Yan Yu's eyes, and when she grew up, she didn't know how many girls would be sad, but what she was looking forward to in her heart was that she hoped that he would become a gentle boy.
Yan Yu thought that Lu Yan and his fiancΓ©e should be able to teach him well.
Yan Yu smiled at Lu Shumu and was about to leave, but Lu Shumu suddenly moved his lips and stopped Yan Yu: "Yan Yu." β
I almost thought I had heard it wrong.
Lu Shumu actually called her full name so calmly, not Aunt Yan, not Sister Yan, or anything else, but two words calmly: words.
It's as if he's an adult.
The eyebrows moved slightly.
Lu Shumu's voice was clean, with a little milk sound, although he had tried his best to suppress his little milk voice: "Come here." β
I don't know why, she would listen to a little boy like this, she really crossed the road obediently, walked to the railing, squatted down, and was parallel to Lu Shumu's line of sight.
Yan Yu bent his eyes, and the starlight fell in his eyes: "You called me over, is there anything wrong?"
Lu Shumu's eyes stared at her for a moment: "Is it delicious?"
"What?"
Words didn't react.
Lu Shumu repeated: "Is it delicious?" His gaze slid down a little, landing on the coffee in Yan Yu's hand, and he pursed his lips slightly.
Only then did Yan Yu understand that he was asking about the coffee in her hand.
She raised her eyes, and there was a shallow curvature on her lips: "Do you want to drink?"
Lu Shumu nodded, and his fan-like eyelashes hung down gently.
Yan Yu thinks that it is not good for children to drink coffee, but if Lu Shumu wants to drink it, his eyes are so pitiful, so let him try it a little?
"You can only take one sip. β
Lu Shumu was very obedient, he really took a small sip, after he took a sip, as if he was reminiscing, after two seconds, he said, "It's very sweet." β
A smile rose at the end of Yan Yu's eyes: "Yes." β
She likes to eat sweets, and there is a bunch of creamer in the coffee, if you are not used to eating it, you will feel too sweet.
Yan Yu looked at Lu Shumu's classmates, all playing games, she felt that Lu Shumu seemed to be a little withdrawn, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Aren't you playing with your friends?"
Lu Shumu's voice was cold, and his expression did not change: "I have no friends." β
This is the second time that Yu Yu thought he had heard it wrong, how could people have no friends, not to mention, Lu Shumu was young, but when he said that he had no friends, his tone was too calm, and even had a sense of superiority?
"I don't want to play with them. β
ββ¦β¦ Oh. β
She didn't know what to say, she wanted to take out an adult's tone, and wanted to tell him gently that you can't be too withdrawn, and you should have friends when you are a man, but she couldn't say anything when she met Lu Shumu's dark eyes.
She sighed inwardly, perhaps...... Lu Shumu is too mature, and the mental age of these children is indeed too different from him.
Yan Yu asked, "Is your school closed, and won't you be allowed to go home at noon?"
"I don't want to go home. β
"Oh. Yan Yu pursed his lips, "Does your father agree that you won't go back at noon?"
"Well, my dad doesn't care about me. β
Yan Yu's eyes moved slightly, and her first reaction was that after three years, Lu Yan was really still the same Lu Yan, maybe men treat their children like this, and they don't care much.
Lu Shumu said again: "Don't you think I'm pitiful?"
Yan Yu wrinkled her brows, her heart moved slightly, she smiled, she didn't judge other people's families, she just said, "I'm more pitiful than you." β
"I know. Lu Shumu's voice was calm, "I saw your information in my father's study, you are an orphan, and you grew up in an orphanage." β
Yu's chest suddenly jumped two moments faster.
She pursed the corners of her lips: "Your dad investigates me?"
"yes. Lu Shumu paused before he said, "However, my father only investigates people he is interested in. β
Yan Yu thought it was funny: "You are young, do you know what you are interested in?"
"You know, I'm interested in you too. Lu Shumu was calm like a child, and his tone was flat, "You are my father's ex-wife." β
Her amber pupils shrank heavily, her fingertips tightened, her throat suddenly a little obscure, and she couldn't say anything.
She pursed her lips, forced herself to smile, and said indifferently: "Yes, ex-wife." After saying the last two words, she felt that she was indifferent, and there was nothing unacceptable.
Lu Shumu was also silent, and after a while, he asked, "Will you marry someone else?"
She was stunned, her head was empty, a little stunned, she came to her senses, and said seriously: "Yes, but I don't know when, when I meet true love and happiness again, I will get married." β
Lu Shumu nodded obediently.
Lu Shumu's classmates saw that Lu Shumu was talking to a strange woman, and the children were curious, they all gathered around, holding the railing with their little hands, blinking their big eyes like stars, and most of the children were British, looking at the Asian man curiously.
There was a little girl who had just played with sand on her hands and wanted to pull Lu Shumu's clothes.
Lu Shumu immediately dodged.
The little girl didn't care, smiled brightly, and said enthusiastically, "Shumu, is this your mother? She has black hair just like you." β
Hearing this, subconsciously, his eyelids jumped heavily, and his heart didn't know why, as if he was infected with some emotion, and he tightened.
The little girl didn't get an answer from Lu Shumu, she directly pulled the railing, and opened her beautiful blue eyes: "Are you Shumu's mother? You came to see him, did you behave well in school, right? He behaved very well, very good! My mother will also come to see me secretly like this." β
The words wanted to refute, but when the words came to her mouth, she felt like she had been stuck in her throat by something, and she couldn't refute them.
The nerves in her mind were tangled together, a mess, and she could barely think.
Thoughts were buried in the soil.
Layer after layer, heavy, faintly something, about to break through the ground, and the thoughts of that moment were too fast for her to grasp.
This little girl has a lot to say: "I'm a good friend of Shumu. β
Lu Shumu's expression was full of indifference, and he didn't treat her as a good friend at first glance, the little girl didn't care at all, and smiled happily: "I will protect Shumu well, because my mother said that I should protect the weak." β
When Lu Shumu heard the word "weak" coming out of her mouth, his brows were tightly twisted, and his lips pursed harder, as if he was not very happy.
The little girl said, "I'm already four years old, but Shumu is almost three years old." β
When Yan Yu heard the word "three", her heart contracted heavily, Lu Shumu was only three years old, and a thunderclap roared in her mind like a flat ground.
Her heart was about to jump out of her throat, and her whole body was covered in cold sweat.
She was stunned, as if her blood supply was running low, and all her organs had stopped.
Her palms were wet.
She forced herself to calm down, her chest heaving, her red lips curling, and she smiled at the little girl, "Really, you're awesome, good girl." β
The little girl smiled shyly: "I will do better in the future, Auntie." β
The bell suddenly rang in the school, the little girl said "ah", she went to drag Lu Shumu, this time, Lu Shumu didn't have time to dodge, she dragged it, she said: "It's time to take a nap, the teacher is coming to us, shumu." β
Lu Shumu quietly glanced at Yan Yu.
Yan Yu hurriedly said: "You guys go and rest, I'm going to work too, let's talk next time, Shumu." β
Her hand reached into the railing and habitually touched Lu Shumu's hair.
Lu Shumu obediently let her touch it, and without saying goodbye to her, he stood in place and watched her leave.
The spirit of the words is a little trance, her thoughts are a little far away, the things of three years ago, little by little come to mind, she thinks about the tip of her heart hurts, she needs to calm down, find another place, think about it.
Her high heels stepped on the stone slab and glanced at the traffic light, which was green.
But she didn't notice that the green light had already turned into a red light, and not far away, the tram was already moving in her direction, but she was unconscious.
The train horn was blaring.
Yan Yu subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came from, his eyes shrank, and behind him, Lu Shumu's voice almost burst his throat: "Don't, Mom!
The train was already slowing down, but because of the sudden burst out of the words, even if it slowed down, it would be carried by inertia and hit her straight ahead.
The whole body of the words stiffened, and it was clear that the brain wanted to make the body take a step back, but the body couldn't move.
I don't know who it was, so he dragged her hard behind her.
The heels on her feet twisted, and there was a creak from her ankles, and she couldn't stand on her feet in pain, and fell straight behind her, unable to control herself.
"Bang".
Yan Yu fell, one of her high heels landed on the tram track, and the next second, the tram whistled, rolling over the high heels, and passed, the air flow of the tram whistling past blew Yan Yu's hair up and down, Yan Yu almost looked at the tram just a few centimeters apart, brushing her body.
Her heart hung in mid-air, frightened, and she didn't hit the ground for a long time.
A passer-by ran over and appeared in front of Yan Yu, and asked anxiously, "Are you all right?"
Before Yan Yu could speak, there was warm breathing in his ears, and the man's voice was dry, low and magnetic, but it seemed to be a little forbearing: "It's okay." β
Yan Yu realized that there was still a person on her back, no wonder she didn't feel much pain in the fall just now.
She hurriedly flipped her body, trying to prop herself on the ground and get up.
But in exchange for the man's heavy muffled snort.
Yan Yu pursed her lips, and finally, with the help of passers-by, took the passerby's hand, and got up, leaving only one shoe on her foot, and the other was run over by the tram, lying alone on the tram tracks.
The tram also stopped.
The driver of the tram got out of the driver's seat, he seemed to be angry, furrowed his brows, didn't say anything, and called the police directly.
Passers-by held on to the words.
Yan Yu was so painful that she couldn't stand steadily, she frowned, and lowered her eyes to look over.
Lu Yan refused the hands of passers-by and stood up from the ground by himself, his straight handmade suit was already a little wrinkled, but his back was still straight, he was silent, his facial features were tough, his thin lips under the bridge of his nose were tightly pursed, and the whole person exuded a shocking and cold atmosphere.
He walked over to Yan Yu and politely thanked the passerby, "Thank you." β
As he spoke, he slowly took Yan Yu from the hands of passers-by, and Yan Yu subconsciously wanted to struggle, but as soon as she moved, she felt the cold breath lingering around Lu Yan's body, and she calmed down.
Lu Yan's eyebrows were stained with frost, and his face was full of coldness.
Passers-by rejoiced: "Fortunately, you two are fine." She said, looking at Yan Yu in shock, "Madam, you have just been too dangerous, you have already changed the lights, you are still walking on the road, without this gentleman, what will happen is really hard to predict, thank God." β
Lu Yan's dark eyes were fixed, and he apologized again gentlemanly: "I'm sorry, it's me who didn't take a good look at her, and there won't be a next time." β
Passers-by were also kind, she shrugged her shoulders and lowered her chin to the tram: "The driver is calling the police, good luck, the London police are very strict about this, and it is estimated that they will not be very good at talking." β
Lu Yan's expression was cold, his eyebrow bones were motionless, he was not worried about this, his thin lips were outlined, and he said lightly: "Thank you for your concern, but it will be fine." β
Passers-by didn't say anything more.
After Lu Yan thanked the passers-by again, he bent down slightly, and when he faced Yan Yu, his face sank completely, and he hugged Yan Yu horizontally with a blank face, his hands seemed to be iron walls, firmly imprisoning her.
His right hand was across Words' knee, restraining her joints.
Yan Yu felt some pain, but no matter how much it hurt, there was no ankle pain, and there were bursts of severe pain in the ankle.
Lu Yan's face didn't show any emotion, he took a big stride and walked to the side of the road.
In the fence, Lu Shumu's face turned slightly pale, he pursed his lips, looked at Lu Yanhe and Yan Yu nervously, and asked, "Do you have anything to do?"
Lu Yan tightened his lip line, and the line of his chin was even colder, and he didn't say anything.
Yan Yu was afraid that Lu Shumu would be worried, so she smiled: "It's okay." β
Now that everything is calm, her heart still hasn't landed, and as soon as she sees Lu Shumu, all her thoughts come up.
Lu Shumu is almost three years old.
And she and Lu Yan have been separated for almost three years.
What does this mean? Lu Shumu was born almost when she left, and Lu Shumu was Lu Yan's child.
She originally saw that Lu Shumu was thin and small, and she didn't think about his specific age, she thought that Lu Shumu was born to Lu Yan and Shi Jiaran after she left, but the time was not right.
The thought in my heart became stronger and stronger.
She desperately wanted to suppress that thought, desperately trying to convince herself, would Lu Yan have had a relationship with Shi Jiaran during marriage?
But a stronger thought told her that Lu Yan wouldn't.
Lu Yan has a strong sense of responsibility, he will have no heart, he may not love you, but he will not choose to cheat in marriage.
Yan Yu struggled, wanting to get out of Lu Yan's arms, she wanted to take a serious look at Lu Shumu.
Her heart crumpled.
There was a terrible expectation in her heart that told her that she had a son, a seven-month-old child who had been forcibly induced, and she remembered her lost son with hatred in her heart.
That son, could it be Lu Shumu in front of him?
Why did Lu Shumu grow small and why his health was not good, is it because he was born under abnormal circumstances?
Lu Shumu just now, did you call him mother?
Back then, she really didn't see the baby boy who was induced, and later, she didn't know where the baby boy went...... Where did she ever think that the child who was induced would still survive......
She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into the flesh.
A tingling pain could make her wake up, and the pain in her chest was almost impossible for her to breathe.
"Yan Yu!" Lu Yan saw that Yan Yu in his arms was still struggling to leave his embrace, and the anger he had suppressed for a long time finally broke out without holding back.
His dark eyes were frozen with heavy frost, and his gaze seemed to shatter words.
"Do you know that in that situation just now, as long as I come a little late, you will have to lie down in the ......hospital right now" He stopped the unfinished words, swallowed into his throat, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his chest rose and fell with anger, and his voice was full of cold air.
He thought back to the scene just now, his heart still hurt so much that he could barely straighten his waist, and he couldn't imagine how terrible the current picture would have been if he hadn't come, if he hadn't dragged her back in time...... He didn't even dare to think about what would happen to him without her......
Lu Yan's back was wet, and the back of his hand was bruised because of the exertion.
As if she hadn't heard Lu Yan's roar, she tugged on Lu Yan's sleeve, suddenly raised her eyelids, and in her amber pupils, there was only one Lu Yan reflected.
She trembled her voice and stared at Lu Yan: "Lu Yan, Lu Shumu, is it my child?"
These few words, as if she had exhausted all her strength, squeezed out of her throat and eyes.
Her eyes stared at Lu Yan for a moment, the expression on Lu Yan's face did not change in the slightest, his dark eyes were still the abyssal ancient well, without any fluctuations, his eyebrows were still covered with heavy snow shadows, without a trace of temperature.
He stared at her faintly, staring at her almost to doubt her own ridiculous conjecture.
Lu Yanfei's thin lips raised a shallow arc, pouting with sarcasm and indifference, and every word was like an ice blade: "You think too much, words." β
Yan Yu's nails were pinched into her palms, her bones were white, and her eyes were cold, like a cold sword: "Lu Yan, don't lie to me!"
Lu Yan sneered: "What do you think, where does he look like you? He has a mother, and his mother is Shi Jiaran." β
Yan Yu's chest was like a blunt knife worn out, but she didn't believe that she was hallucinating just now, just now Lu Shumu obviously called her mother, she forced herself to think calmly, she wanted to force her restless nerves to stop jumping.
Lu Shumu in the railing suddenly said, "Dad, you're bleeding!"
Lu Yan's voice was calm: "It's okay." β
Hearing this, raising her eyes, Lu Yan's face was not scarred, but she remembered that he had just been pressed behind her and slammed down on the floor, and the inertia and friction were enough for him to eat a pot.
Lu Shumu reminded anxiously: "Dad is bleeding from the back of his head. β
The hand around Lu Yan's neck gently touched the back of his head, her fingers, as soon as they touched the back of her head, they were already wet, she trembled her fingers, her eyes shrank, and she saw the scarlet blood on her fingertips.
Shocking.
She pursed her lower lip, and her eyes met Lu Yan's gaze in the air.
Lu Yan's eyes were cold, more chilling than the cold wind in winter, and his voice was very low, so low that it seemed to overflow from the larynx: "I'm fine, did you hear what I just said?"
Yan Yu said softly, "You bleed. She suddenly panicked, the wound on the back of Lu Yan's head seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and the blood seemed to be bleeding more and more.
Her voice also became louder: "You put me down, I said you bleed, did you hear me?"
"I didn't hear that. β
Lu Yan didn't even look at her, and his tone was even more cold and impatient, casually perfunctory.
At this time, the special assistant hurriedly rushed to Lu Yan's side, and when the special assistant saw the situation, he hurriedly asked, "Mr. Lu, ...... you?"
Lu Yan's voice was as indifferent as ice: "Go and pick up Lu Shumu." His eyes caught a glimpse of the policeman walking towards him, and his handsome eyebrows wrung a little impatiently, "Also, deal with the police." β
Special Assistant: "Yes." Mr. Lu, the car has been parked over there, you have injuries on your body, let the driver take you to the hospital immediately, and the little master will leave it to me. β
"Hmm. Lu Yan's throat moved, he quickly got into the car, and Yan Yu sat next to Lu Yan, her ankles were already swollen, but she didn't have the heart to look at her feet.
All eyes were occupied by the scars on Lu Yan's back.
Most of the damage to his back had been succumbed, the suit at his elbow had worn out, and his elbow had been blurred with blood, and his palm was also blood-red and peeling.
The most serious is the back of the head.
When he fell, he pressed down without hesitation in order to use the metaphor as a backstop, but he didn't expect that a small pebble was lying there and hit the back of his head heavily.
The hole was broken, and the blood flowed, and the piercing blood was already flowing down his neck.
Yan Yu looked at the blood on her palm, her eyes blurred, she bit her lower lip, and her voice trembled a little: "Lu Yan, you have shed a lot of blood." β
Lu Yan felt a little dizzy in his head, he didn't feel it just now, he slowly closed his eyes, wanting to slow down, but his mouth was still unforgiving: "Yanyu, don't you want to live anymore?
He slowed down, and then opened his eyes, his lips were a little white, and the tingling in the back of his head became more and more obvious, flowing from the nerve endings to the heart.
He tightened his lips and continued to sneer coldly: "In the situation just now, Lu Shumu is still watching, how much shadow do you want to leave on him?
Yan Yu also knew that she had just done wrong, and she also understood that the situation just now was very critical, so she didn't say anything to refute it.
She found tissues and cotton swabs from the small cabinet in the car, she looked up at Lu Yan, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Lu Yan, I'll give you medicine." β
The entire carriage was filled with a thick smell of blood.
Lu Yan looked at Yan Yu deeply for a while, his fists clenched and loosened, his thin lips were sharp blades, and he didn't know what he was enduring it, so he turned his back to Yan Yu, sat lower, and asked her to give herself medicine.
The atmosphere between the two people was rarely calm, and there was no confrontation and tension for a while.
Lu Yan lowered his eyelashes, his eyes were very dark and dark, and his emotions were hidden.
Yan Yu has no distractions, all his thoughts are the wound in front of him, that wound is really not small, his black hair and blood are mixed together, it looks shocking, he has been saying that he is fine, but Yan Yu saw dense beads of sweat on his neck.
He had been holding back the pain.
The driver's car drove very fast, and she arrived at the hospital at once, Yan Yu wanted to get out of the car by herself and let the driver help Lu Yan, she looked at Lu Yan's face getting worse and worse, afraid that he would faint.
Lu Yan gritted his teeth, got out of the car first, and hugged Yan Yu without saying anything.
The parable said, "I can go by myself, you let me down." β
Lu Yan's voice was clean and cold, and he was a little lukewarm: "Your foot is injured, you haven't put on shoes yet, you can't walk at all, if you still want to rub, if you are not afraid that I will bleed and faint, continue to struggle." β
Words take a deep breath.
When the doctor saw Lu Yan, he naturally went to deal with Lu Yan's wound first, because compared to the back of his head, the injury to his ankle was almost negligible.
But Lu Yan still asked a female nurse to help Yan Yu look at her ankle.
It's just a sprain, red and swollen, and I can't walk for a while.
Half an hour later, Yan Yu's right ankle was tied with a plaster cast and was fixed, while Lu Yan on the bed next to him was lying on his side, his eyes had been closed tiredly, his eyelashes were long, his face was faintly pale, his forehead was wrapped with thick gauze, and there were blood stains on the back of his head.
The room was quiet, the sunlight poured in through the windows, and in the air, there were columns of light that rose and fell in the dust.
Yan Yu called the judge, explained the situation, and changed the time for reading the file.
Only when she is quiet can she find time to think.
The tip of her heart kept trembling, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that Lu Shumu's "mother" just now was calling her, she knew that this idea was crazy, but the expectation in her heart was getting bigger and bigger.
The door of the ward was pushed open, Lu Shumu ran in quickly, he looked at the words, ran to the bedside, and looked at Lu Yan a little nervously.
Yan reassured him: "Your father is fine. β
Lu Shumu did not speak.
Yan Yu was quiet for a while, her heart slowly settled, she swallowed her throat, her throat blocked something, and said softly: "Shumu, did you just call me mother?"
When this sentence fell, the entire ward became even more silent.