Is it a hallucination?

That's why you can see the living Shang Lu standing in front of you?

Qiao Qiao didn't dare to blink.

For fear that this illusion will disappear in the blink of an eye.

She looked at Shang Lu who suddenly appeared in front of her for a moment.

His gaze was fixed on Shang Lu's body, and the whole person was almost petrified.

Tears suddenly rolled in his eyes, and Shang Lu's figure began to blur.

She panicked.

The figure in the tears couldn't see clearly, thinking that it was really just an illusion, she hurriedly wiped her tears.

He thought that Shang Lu would disappear in front of him, but after wiping away his tears, he was still standing in front of him and strode towards him.

The sound of clear footsteps, and the gentle gust of wind he brought with him as he stepped in front of him, mixed with the familiar aura of his body.

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It's so real, and it's so unreal.

"Shang Lu, is it really you?"

She even spoke softly.

I am afraid that my voice will break this illusion.

looked at the majestic and upright Shang Lu pitifully, just begging for this illusion to last longer, not to disappear so quickly.

Even seeing him for a second more would be a great comfort to her.

It has been more than twenty hours since I learned about the plane crash yesterday.

As long as every minute and every second of the entire wilderness years, Qiao Qiao didn't know how he survived.

It's the same despair as wanting to die.

But for the sake of the old man and An An, she had to pretend to be strong.

She persuaded herself to eat well and sleep well, so that she had the strength to take care of the old man who was more sad than her, so that An An would not see her vulnerable side.

She's so tired, so tired.

It's the end of the crossbow.

She couldn't hold on.

Did God let her see the hallucinations in front of her to comfort her?

The old man on the opposite side and Uncle Zhong next to him, as well as other servants, also looked at Shang Lu in disbelief.

No one said anything.

Jaws dropped.

Qiao Qiao looked at the phantom in front of him, and had long forgotten that there were others around him.

One threw himself into Shang Lu's arms with a heart.

Tightly hugging Shang Lu's neck.

Even being able to hold him like this for one more second is a huge relief.

"Shang Lu, are you coming back to see us?"

The head was buried deep in his chest, unable to hold it anymore.

Tears poured like a collapsing flood on his clothes.

"Shang Lu, you're leaving, what do you want me to do? How do I take care of An An and Dad? ”

She really thought that the warmth of this moment was just her illusion.

It was the hallucination that she missed Shang Lu too much.

Or maybe Shang Lu's soul has returned.

After that incident of Commissioner Zhang in the haunted real estate jumping off the building to commit suicide, she, a person who does not believe in ghosts and gods, began to believe that people have souls.

Maybe it's really Shang Lu who can't let go of their mother and daughter, and can't let go of the old man, so he came back to see them.

"Shang Lu, didn't you say you wanted to remarry me before?"

She clinged to Shang Lu's chest and begged, "I promise you, we will remarry." Don't go, will you come back? I really can't do it alone. ”

"Grandpa, why is Mom crying so sadly?" Xiao An'an, who was sitting on his grandfather's lap, didn't understand what was wrong with his mother.

Everyone didn't tell Xiaomengwa about her father's plane crash.

Shang Zhongbo couldn't figure out why Shang Lu suddenly appeared at home.

Uncle Zhong and the servant were also very surprised.

Uncle Zhong asked in a low voice, "Chairman, this can't be Shang Lu's soul back, right?" ”

Shang Zhongbo couldn't answer.

They don't preach the ghosts and gods, but businessmen pay attention to the metaphysics of feng shui.

Especially in those years, when they were in the real estate business, they would hire feng shui masters before the construction of the real estate started.

Shang Zhongbo also felt a little mysterious.

Could it really be that Shang Lu's soul has returned?

Uncle Zhong was a little scared.

This daylight was haunted, and he was busy asking Shang Zhongbo's opinion, "Chairman, is it that Shang Lu still can't rest assured that this family is here, so come back and take a look?" He's not going to go, is he? Do you want me to invite a mage to come to my house to do a ritual and spend time for Shang Lu? ”

"Don't talk yet."

Shang Zhongbo knew how important this moment was to Qiao Qiao.

He wanted Qiao Qiao to hug his son well.

It was also at this moment that Shang Zhongbo knew how important his son's position in Qiao Qiao's heart was.

Xiao An'an, who was holding in his arms, looked at his father and mother who were hugging each other.

It was the first time I saw Mom and Dad hugging each other.

What a loving look.

The little cute baby is so happy.

Are Mom and Dad going to remarry?

She looked up and threw the question to her grandfather, "Grandpa, are Mom and Dad going to remarry?" ”

"Shh Shang Zhongbo made a silent gesture to Xiao Mengwa.

Then he touched the little cute baby's head dotingly, "Don't make a sound, let Dad hug Mom." ”

This kind of extravagant hug is too cherished for Qiao Qiao.

Shang Zhongbo is a person from the past.

He has experienced the pain of his beloved leaving the world and being separated from his yin and yang.

When Shang Lu's mother died of illness and left him, he was worse than dead.

How he wished that Jiaru could accompany him for a while longer, and not close his eyes so quickly, even for a second.

He understood Qiao Qiao's feelings of cherishing it very much now, and hugged Shang Lu tightly.

He didn't want anyone to disturb Qiao Qiao, he whispered to his granddaughter, "Let Mom hug Dad well." ”

Xiao Mengwa still doesn't quite understand.

Now that Mom and Dad have reconciled, there will be many opportunities to hug in the future.

Why can't you disturb them hugging?

It's weird, adults.

But the little cute baby was still very obedient, silent, and obediently looked at her parents hugging each other, the corners of her mouth rose, revealing a happy and bright smile.

Shang Lu was already excited.

At the same time, I want to smoke myself to death.

He actually caused the old man to faint in grief, and Qiao Qiao was so sad and desperate that he seemed to have lost half his life.

He held Qiao Qiao's hand and let her palm land on his blood-pounding heart.

"It's not hot when you touch it."

The beating of the palm of the hand, again and again, is very powerful.

It was Shang Lu's heartbeat.

Full of energy.

Qiao Qiao couldn't believe it, raised her eyes, and looked at Shang Lu with a look of pity on her face.

Shang Lu kissed her forehead and pressed her hand against his beating heart.

"Every day after that, it's going to be beating for you."

"Shang Lu?" Qiao Qiao couldn't believe it, "You're not dead?" ”

The position of the heart in the palm of the hand was vigorously agitated again and again.

Shang Lu is alive.

It's really alive.

Her tears of excitement fell, click, click.

Poor Baba's sad appearance provoked Shang Lu to feel more and more pity.

He gently wiped away her tears.

Her tears were even more turbulent, "Shang Lu, are you really alive?" ”