Lu Jiming?

How could it be that Lu Jiming's rope was broken?

Shouldn't it be Lu Mingyuan?

Or was the rope exchanged?

……

The joy that had just risen was interrupted by this abrupt and impossible to ignore detail, and then the mystery and doubt that arose from it.

In the end, Ning Yi still didn't figure it out, she put these things back in place for the time being, and prepared to deal with them when she thought it clearly.

After that night, Ning Yi locked herself in the bedroom almost all day and night, and she always looked out the window in a daze.

Lu Jiming's bedroom has a good view, and the garden of the Lu family is seen from the window.

The bright sunlight pours into the garden, and the servants who are uniformly dressed and neat hang their heads to do the assigned work, and the green grass is like a green, and the precious and bright flowers are dotted among them, and there is a solemn and harmonious beauty.

Ning Yi watched quietly, his eyes were as clear and cold as a mirror.

No, it's not like that.

Only she knows that this is like the Lu family's seemingly peaceful and beautiful family appearance, hiding unknown filth and filth.

*

Before she could think about it, Lu Jiming came back.

This business trip lasted almost a week, and Lu Jiming negotiated a big business this time, and walked into the bedroom with a smile.

Ning Yi was still sitting on the bed in a daze, and was hugged from behind.

She turned her face sideways, and just happened to bump into Lu Jiming's handsome face with a smile.

Lu Jiming was in a very good mood, and he was even happier when he saw this face that made him worry, and kissed her fair cheek.

Then he wrapped his arm around her waist and dragged her into his arms.

"Why did you lose weight again?"

Lu Jiming frowned, looked at her face carefully, the smile in his eyes faded, and some anger bred out of concern.

He pinched her cheek with revenge, not heavy: "Didn't you say before you left that you should eat well?" ”

Ning Yu had already recovered from the distracted thoughts just now.

Acting on the scene was so familiar to her that she couldn't be more familiar, she put her arms around his neck and snuggled into his arms: "I'm not happy to see you."

In just one sentence, Lu Jiming's anger dissipated.

Guilt rose in his heart, and his voice softened: "When I'm busy for a while, I'll accompany you well." ”

Ning Yi hummed obediently.

Early the next morning, Lu Jiming put on a suit and was wearing a bow tie in front of the mirror, and Ning Yi also woke up.

She leaned against the head of the bed, her eyes still showing a little fog from her awakening, and her body was covered with a silk duvet, only her shoulders were exposed.

The weather has turned cooler, but the temperature in the Lu family's villa is always suitable.

She wore only a thin silk suspender nightdress, and her slender collarbones and arms were exposed.

Her skin is white, and the traces of love on it are particularly obvious.

Lu Jiming put on his tie, walked to the bed and sat down with a smile, and smiled at her, with a bright smile mixed with some narrowness.

He leaned close to her ear, and his tone was a little ambiguous and low: "...... Does it still hurt? ”

That's what he asked last night.

The answer he got at that time was Ning Yu's watery eyes.

And at this moment, he got a pillow that she threw over in anger and shame.

Looking at Ning Yi, who was wrapping himself in a ball with his back to him, Lu Jiming finally couldn't help but chuckle.

didn't tease her too much, just hugged her through the quilt, and then dropped a kiss on the top of her hair: "Okay, go to work." ”

When the door was closed and the sound of footsteps was heard, Ning Yu didn't move.

She covered her face with a quilt and kept it covered, no one knowing what she was thinking.

It was a few minutes before she jerked the quilt off.

Her cheeks, which were originally as white as porcelain, had become unusually rosy due to lack of oxygen and excitement, and her eyes were surprisingly bright.

Yes, not because of shame at all, but because—

She finally understood.

I understood what was going on.

She was in a good mood all day, and even went downstairs and went to the garden on a rare occasion.

By the time night fell, the bedroom was so quiet that she could hear her own not-so-calm breathing.

Tonight, Lu Jiming had something to do temporarily, and called her before dinner to say that he was staying in the company.

Ning Yi was a little disappointed but still agreed obediently, and Lu Jiming comforted her on the other end of the phone for a while.

Ning Yi kept counting silently on the bed to record the time, she was just waiting for the night to come, waiting for herself to verify it herself.

One, two, three.

Fourth, fifth, sixth......

When she counted to more than seven thousand, she slowly opened her eyes, and on the fluorescent screen of the alarm clock at the head of the bed, the hour hand had silently reached two o'clock.

Almost.

Ning Yu walked outside.

She walked straight in, then dragged out the bag that had been hidden under the cabinet last time, then opened the box that had not found any clues last time, and began to rummage through it.

Finally, she found it!

The wind outside was starting to pick up, and the sound of leaves hitting the glass outside the window was a little frightening.

And all of this, without everything that happens indoors is terrifying.

What Ning Yi was holding in his hand was like a very old newspaper.

It was a newspaper from more than 10 years ago, and the headline on it was "New legislators attend with their wives and young children".

The last time she had just glanced at it and tossed it aside, it wasn't until this morning that she remembered some of the details she had forgotten......

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and the cold raindrops were also falling at this moment, and the wind was blowing on the glass windows.

The sky outside should have been dark and silent, but at this moment, due to the abnormal weather, it showed a bit of abnormal brightness, as if a violent storm was brewing.

A violent flash of lightning pierced the sky, brightening up so brightly that it was deafening.

At the same time, it also illuminates the family of three facing the camera on the news report.

Lu Jiming, who was only seven or eight years old, stood beside his parents, wearing a white suit, like a little prince in a fairy tale, with a sunny smile.