Lu family, Lu Yiyang held the mobile phone in his hand and put it to his ear for a long time, even if the person on the other end of the phone had already hung up.

"Ahem..." Lu Yiyang hunched over and coughed violently, his face flushed, and he coughed loudly as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

"Yang'er, what's wrong?!" Lu Jifeng heard his son's cough downstairs, and quickly ran upstairs to open the door and asked urgently.

Lu Yiyang looked up at Lu Jifeng and wanted to open his mouth to comfort him, but he coughed because of the discomfort in his lungs.

Lu Jifeng walked to Lu Yiyang's side with an arrow step, patted the other party's back, and calmed the other party's breath until Lu Yiyang's cough gradually slowed down, then stopped and helped him sit down on the sofa.

"Yang'er, your illness can't be excited, how many times has my father told you!" Lu Jifeng said reproachfully.

Lu Yiyang calmed down the faint dullness in his chest for a while, then straightened up, looked at Lu Jifeng and reassured, "The child knows, he will pay attention to it in the future." ”

When Lu Jifeng heard his son's words, his brows did not soothe, and he glanced at the mobile phone held in the palm of his son's hand, but wrinkled even tighter, "Yang'er, are you still worried because of Song Xiaoxiao?"

Lu Yiyang's sick and extraordinarily expensive face showed a faint trace of embarrassment, and he immediately shook his head and said to Lu Jifeng, "Father, I know it in my heart. ”

When Lu Jifeng saw his son's expression, he knew in his heart that the other party still couldn't let go of his feelings for Song Xiaoxiao, a trace of entanglement flashed on his elegant face, and he said, "Yang'er, it's not that your father is verbose, but that you and Xiaoxiao are really not the same kind of people... Let's put it this way, the three sisters of the Song family are too thoughtful..."The Song family has no men, but only those three women can maintain the prosperity of the family, it is not difficult to see the resourcefulness of the three sisters, not to mention, two of them are praised as the geniuses of the two great strategists by Kyoto.

Come to think of it, Song Xiaoxiao, as their younger sister, can't be said to be blue, and it can be said that she is not inferior at all. And this is also what Lu Jifeng is worried about.

The reason why their Lu family has a relationship with the Song family is because of some things in their father's generation, in short, his son, who was born sick, has an oral marriage contract with the little lady of the Song family. Although it is not as evidence-based as black and white, this is nothing of an oral marriage contract, but it has always been put in the heart of his son, and it has almost become a heart disease.

Lu Jifeng sighed, looked at Lu Yiyang, who fell into silence, and said, "This marriage contract is a casual verbal promise between your grandfather and the ancestors of the Song family, then Song Xiaoxiao doesn't admit it, and we naturally can't restrain her, Yang'er, there are many good girls in this world, why do you fall in love with it... Alas, think about it. ”

After speaking, Lu Jifeng frowned, got up and walked out of the room, leaving Lu Yiyang alone to sit there silently.

After Lu Jifeng left, Lu Yiyang sat for a while, his eyes were stagnant, and after a while, he muttered with self-deprecation, "Is it time to give up..."

With both hands clenched, Lu Yiyang's hand holding the mobile phone was bruised, and his already thin and pale hand looked even thinner and more terrifying at the moment.

Xiaoxiao, why don't you like me, at first... Didn't you provoke me first?

When Lu Yiyang was nine years old, the old man of the Lu family was still alive, and Song Xiaoxiao's parents of the Song family were still alive at that time, and by chance, the old man of the Lu family and Song Xiaoxiao's parents became friends in previous years, because of the physical condition of the grandson of the old man Lu, that is, Lu Yiyang, and for some reason, the husband and wife of the Song family discussed it, and said to the old man Lu, "If there is no suitable marriage match for Sun in the future, there is a little girl Xiaoxiao in the family who can match it", just such a sentence, so that the two people who should have been unrelated have been tied together since then.

Nine-year-old Lu Yiyang became a frequent visitor to the Song family, at the beginning, Lu Yiyang was repulsive, he was still young, because of physical reasons, he was much more mature than the children of the same year, and he did not feel the slightest joy about this good thing like pie from the sky.

Until he met Song Xiaoxiao himself at the Song family once, Lu Yiyang came to the Song family with his grandfather as a guest according to the custom, and the Song family couple and the old man Lu, who were used to playing chess and painting, quickly fell into it, and Lu Yiyang was also left behind by them.

Lu Yiyang looked at his grandfather chatting with the Song family husband and wife, and couldn't take care of him, so he had to entertain himself and wander around the Song family's compound as his only son.

This visit is a bloody plot like a TV series. Lu Yiyang was honored to lose his way in the Song family's compound, turning left and right, and he didn't know where he went.

Suddenly, he heard a bell-like laughter in his ears, and out of curiosity and the psychology of getting lost, Lu Yiyang followed the sound.

Just walked for two minutes, and saw a little sister in a small flower bed at the corner, about five or six years old, beautiful and lovely, Lu Yiyang got lost, so he had to step forward and ask the little sister, "Hello, I want to ask, how to go to the hall?"

Lu Yiyang's tone and demeanor were very good, polite and detached, and he didn't want a nine-year-old child to do anything at all.

Song Xiaoxiao's round eyes moved, looked at the little brother who appeared in front of her, smiled, and said in a voice with a milky voice, "Are you the brother Lu that my father and mother often mention?"

When Lu Yiyang heard the little girl's words, his eyes were stunned, he had some conjectures in his heart, nodded, and said, "You are Song... Xiaoxiao?"

Song Xiaoxiao, who was still young, nodded, looking at Lu Yiyang's eyes, shining with a sparkling light, it turned out that her father and mother didn't lie to her, but this Brother Lu was good-looking...

Thinking around in her heart, Song Xiaoxiao nodded under Lu Yiyang's gaze, and said, "I am Song Xiaoxiao, Brother Lu has also heard of me, right?"

Lu Yiyang saw Song Xiaoxiao's knowing look, and subconsciously doubted his eyes, such a young child already understood, did he understand so much...

Obviously, Lu Yiyang has forgotten that he is still a nine-year-old child.

Lu Yiyang didn't want to discuss this topic with Song Xiaoxiao, he didn't take the matter between them to heart, and he wouldn't take it seriously at all, after all, whether it was his body or their marriage contract, it was a joke in his opinion, he didn't know how long he could live, how long could this ridiculous verbal marriage contract last, why should he waste time and pay attention...

I saw Lu Yiyang's face regain his detachment, and he looked at Song Xiaoxiao and said, "How do you get to the living room?"

Song Xiaoxiao saw Lu Yiyang who treated her words as air, and a trace of cunning flashed quickly in her eyes, it was the first time she had seen someone who treated her words as air, hehe...

"Brother, I don't know, but my nanny will be here in a while, you can wait here. Song Xiaoxiao said with a simple face.

When Lu Yiyang heard Song Xiaoxiao's words, his immature face was furrowed, and he just wanted to refuse to say no, he went to find it himself, but heard Song Xiaoxiao say again, "Can my brother stay and play with me for a while, my father and mother have never played with me, and I have always been alone..."

...... When Lu Yiyang came to his lips, he was forced back by the other party's words, and he was silent for two seconds before he subconsciously asked, "Don't you have two sisters, they can't accompany you?"

Song Xiaoxiao heard Lu Yiyang's words, and there was still a little baby fat on her little face, showing a trace of grievance, "Sisters said it was too naïve, let me play alone." After speaking, his face was flushed, and his small mouth pursed slightly, as if he was trying to force something.

When Lu Yiyang saw Song Xiaoxiao like this, his heart was slightly soft, and he no longer mentioned that he was leaving, squatted on the other party's side slightly, and looked at the little flower in Song Xiaoxiao's hand, "You like flowers?"

Song Xiaoxiao raised the flower in her hand, "Did you say this?"

Shaking his little head, he said, "I don't like it, but it's beautiful, and I like it." ”

Lu Yiyang listened to the other party's contradictory words, subconsciously chuckled, looking at the other party's ignorant childlike appearance, and a trace of doting flashed in the depths of his eyes that he couldn't even notice.

Song Xiaoxiao looked at Lu Yiyang, who was smiling, and there was a faint flash of surprise in her eyes, but it quickly dissipated, and she was still ignorant and ignorant of a five or six-year-old child.

"When can your nanny come?" Lu Yiyang asked as he looked at Song Xiaoxiao who was playing with flowers. Although the tone is still a little cold, it is no longer as distant as before.

Song Xiaoxiao heard Lu Yiyang's question, tilted her head slightly, as if she was recalling, Lu Yiyang didn't bother her when she saw this, she quietly looked at the ghostly little girl in front of her, she was Song Xiaoxiao, the little girl who had a verbal marriage contract with herself...

No one, including Lu Yiyang himself, saw the joy on his face at this time.

Song Xiaoxiao let out a "hmm", as if she had finally thought of something, turned her head to look at Lu Yiyang and whispered, "Brother Lu, I'm sorry, I forgot, the nanny took leave with her mother today, and no one came here to pick me up..."

Song Xiaoxiao looked at Lu Yiyang cautiously with loss and guilt on her face, as if she was afraid that the other party would be angry because of this.

When Lu Yiyang heard Song Xiaoxiao's words, it stands to reason that he should be angry, but I don't know why, when he saw the grievances and losses on the other party's face, his heart seemed to soften all of a sudden, and when it came to the blame on his lips, he unconsciously replaced it with comfort, only to see Lu Yiyang raise his small hand, touch Song Xiaoxiao's head comfortingly, and say, "It's okay, brother, take you to your uncle and aunt." ”

Song Xiaoxiao nodded obediently, cute and abnormal, the doting color in Lu Yiyang's eyes was even worse, so deep that he was indulged in it, and he didn't notice it, until he began to notice it, but it was already too late, and he couldn't extricate himself from it.

Lu Yiyang was the first to stand up, and also pulled up Song Xiaoxiao, who was squatting in the flower bed, turned around and walked in the other direction, and in the corner where he couldn't see, Song Xiaoxiao, who was only five and a half years old behind him, showed a triumphant smile on her pretty and lovely little face.

She's a person whose IQ is higher than the highest in Kyoto's history, and even her two older sisters, who have had extremely high IQs since childhood, can't compare to her.