However, there has never been the word if.

If the regrets can be repeated, the world will not have so many regrets.

However, he still blamed himself.

I thought to myself, if I took the little girl away from the Huo family and away from Huo Chulan early, would and would not meet the one from the Wu family, and it would not...become the current result.

He seemed to have entered a vicious circle of thought, except for complaining about himself, he didn't even know what to do.

Looking at her like this, so quiet, so well-behaved, it really seemed to be asleep, as if, staying here, when she was no longer unhappy, she would wake up.

It seems that this is just a joke she made with everyone.

Because she has suffered a lot, the little girl is sad, so I don't want to pay attention to them for the time being.

When she is happy, or when she is coaxed, she will wake up, and she will be the same as before, squeamish and willful, arrogant and domineering.

She is a little badass, little devil, and everyone's favorite little girl.

Lu Zhichen thought in his heart, if this is just a dream, how good it would be.

The dream is the opposite, and his little girl will live a peaceful life.

Even if you don't like him anymore.

In fact, he didn't ask for so much.

I just want her to be like her own name, and be peaceful for a long time.

Lu Zhichen stood there for a long time, but suddenly he heard Old Xing speak, "Lu Zhichen, you can go back."

He looked at a loss, "Old Xing, I..."

"This is our own family matter." Old Xing's voice was hoarse, but he was firm and serious, "You go back."

Lu Zhichen paused for a moment, and suddenly said, "We exchanged tokens. Old Xing also agreed back then. Jiu'an, she is my fiancee."

"How to take what a child said seriously."

"Besides, she didn't know you long ago."

Old Xing took out the jade pendant and had it handed over to Lu Zhichen.

The color of the jade pendant has become very dim, but it is still the piece Lu Zhichen gave to the little girl at the time.

He held it in his hand. This piece of jade was warm before and felt very comfortable.

But now, it seems...somewhat strange.

In the hand, it is the coldness that invades the bone marrow.

Lu Zhichen didn't care, he still put it in his hand, holding it tightly.

"Whether you admit it or not, Jiu'an, she is still my fiancee."

"We're done."

He stood for too long and his legs were a little stiff.

The weather was very cold, he didn't wear a lot, and his face was extremely pale.

"I will come again."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the door step by step.

The legs were still a little stiff at first, and they were not very comfortable to walk.

He didn't take it to heart, he once again saw the place surrounded and blocked by everyone, deeply and nostalgic.

"Jiu'an, see you next time."

After he got home, Mother Lu anxiously made him **** tea, and he sat on the sofa.

Grandpa Lu is getting older, and stayed up again yesterday. In the morning, his energy was very bad, and he was persuaded to go back to the room.

Father Lu sat next to Lu Zhichen and looked at him like this, his voice paused, "Did you find it?"

Lu Zhichen nodded, "I saw her."

Father Lu didn't know what to say, and patted him on the shoulder.

Lu Zhichen just lowered his head and stared at the jade pendant in a daze.

"Is this the jade pendant?" Father Lu asked.

"Um."

Lu Zhichen didn't speak any more, and Father Lu didn't bother him anymore.

Mother Lu quickly came over with the brewed **** tea and let Lu Zhichen drink it.

After taking two sips, Lu Zhichen couldn't drink anymore, so he put the bowl on the coffee table.

"Sorry, Mom, I have no appetite."

Mother Lu didn't force him to eat. Hearing him say this, she just looked at him with concern.

But how can this kind of thing be comforted?

The girl is no longer there, and Lu Zhichen can never wait for her again.

Lu Zhichen was persuaded by his father and mother to go back to the room. He went back obediently, but he couldn't sleep either.

Obviously, the spirit has been exhausted to a certain extent, but still can't sleep.

He tried to close his eyes, and a little girl suddenly appeared in front of him.

He would suddenly open his eyes again, and his forehead would be covered with cold sweat.

He is really scared.

scared.

Lu Zhichen held the jade pendant and looked at the red rope in his hand, as if he remembered that a five-year-old girl tied a red rope to his hand more than ten years ago. After saying that she was her own, her face was proud. Happy face again.

However, he has no way to recall.

In retrospect, there was only full of pain.

Lu Zhichen felt that he couldn't do this.

He is escaping, but if he really evades, if he doesn't want to remember again, does that mean... he really doesn't like Xing Jiu'an that much.

Is he liking little girls?

Does he really like it?

Lu Zhichen didn't know.

However, he closed his eyes.

In front of her was the appearance of a little girl again, a piece of snow white, as if it was a white quilt, and the surrounding snow became a color.

Only the long black hair is still eye-catching.

He watched carefully and fell into a dream. The whole person had come to the little girl's side. After a pause, he stretched out his hand and touched the little girl's hair.

She didn't move, her eyes closed, she didn't even breathe.

Lu Zhichen looked at her for a long time, and finally, slowly bent down.

He was silent, his lips trembling, and he kissed her.

Bitterly cold.

Lu Zhichen's heart seemed to be as cold as the temperature he touched.

He was guarding his little girl in his dream.

Lu Zhichen hadn't come out until the meal.

Mother Lu was worried and came to knock on the door.

Lu Zhichen slept very lightly, and woke up from his dream, without his little girl in front of him.

He sat up in silence, put on his shoes and went out.

The sweaters and trousers on her body are all wrinkled, and her hair is a little messy. If you let outsiders see it, you should not believe that this person is Lu Zhichen, who is swiftly and vigorously in the mall.

When he was a child, he was a child of someone else's family. He has always been a figure in the circle that the juniors can't catch up with. It's like a kind of benchmark. Others are working towards him, but everyone is still far behind.

He is the only child of his parents and ranks ninth in the family. Before that, someone called him Jiuye because of his name.

However, not many people call this title.

He always seemed to be neat and tidy, neat and tidy, always dressed appropriately, as if there would never be anything that could affect his great emotions.

It was the first time Lu Mu had seen Lu Zhichen like this in the past twenty years.

She felt very distressed, but she didn't know how to persuade her.

"Mom, I'll clean up and go."

Mother Lu nodded.

Lu Zhichen closed the door and went to wash his face and comb his hair.

His face was also a little pale, and there were bloodshot eyes in his eyes.