But at the same time, I couldn't help but feel a little pantothenic acid in my heart.

Nine years of missing, how will he compensate?

And how much did he miss?

It's just a nine-year-old child, and he knows that he feels so sorry for his mother, but what about him, what did he do?

When she was most painful and helpless, he never accompanied her, leaving her alone and helpless.

Even though he has come to the end of his hardships now, and the time after that is only happiness, how can he feel at ease when he recalls the lack of those years?

"Well, Lu Chen is right." Lu Yanhe smiled weakly, "You are no longer a child, you shouldn't let your mother hold you anymore, but now that your father is here, your mother doesn't have to hug you, you know?" ”

Lu Chen didn't answer, his little brows furrowed together, thoughtful.

Lu Yanhe paused, and added, "In the future, Dad will take care of everything for Mom, even if you fall asleep now, you don't need Mom to carry you out of the car for a while, understand?" ”

The little one seemed to understand and glanced back at his mother.

After getting Su Jia's affirmation, he finally put his mind at ease.

He burrowed into her arms, then closed his eyes in reassurance.

Lu Yanhe immediately started the engine, but he didn't mean to start the car for a long time, and he was in neutral.

He leaned sideways and looked fixedly at the woman in the passenger seat with a gentle face towards his son.

Su Jia noticed his gaze, but didn't look up, and kept his gaze down.

After a while, Lu Yanhe suddenly leaned forward and leaned in front of her.

He carefully dodged his sleeping son, then kissed her on the brow before leaving.

Su Jia raised her head to look at him, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Lu Yanhe left here, and along the way, no one spoke.

However, silence is better than sound.

When I got back to the apartment, it was almost eleven o'clock.

After Lu Yanhe stopped the car, he picked up Lu Chen, carried him all the way upstairs, and then placed him in the children's room upstairs.

Su Jia came down this day, and she was choked by the double blow of physical and mental blows, and she didn't want to say a word of fatigue.

She threw her bag on the couch in the living room and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.

After washing, he came out, wiped his wet hair with a towel in his hand, and went to the children's room upstairs.

The chandelier inside is not turned on, only the wall lamp is turned on, and the light is very soft.

The man she had loved for more than ten years was squatting there on his knees, gently wiping the little one with a wet towel.

"I'll do it." Su Jia walked over and whispered, took the wet towel in his hand, and then touched the corner of his lips, "You go wash first, see where there are still wounds on your body, go find the ointment, and I'll help you apply the medicine in a while." ”

"I'm fine." Lu Yanhe shook his head lightly and stood up, "When I was a child, I was beaten by him a lot, and I got used to it." ”

When Su Jia heard this, she laughed lowly.

Lu Yanhe found a change of clothes, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After washing up, she returned to the bedroom, and Su Jia had also returned, sitting at the head of the bed, wiping her half-dried hair.

He walked over to her, "He's not being argued, is he?" ”

"Nope." Su Jia threw away the half-wet towel in her hand, "I'm really tired today, and I slept very deeply." ”

Imagining the little figure sleeping soundly upstairs, Lu Yanhe couldn't help but raise his lips.

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