Mr. Ke's little wife

Chapter 130 Hometown

Chapter 130 Hometown

I seem to be able to understand now why some people always want to go back to the past.If possible, who would not want to make up for regrets?What's more, I need to spend my whole life to regret my regrets, which is really not worth it.

I suddenly wanted to go home and have a look, go back to my hometown, to see the place where I lived before.Since I didn't see Lu Xiao, I rarely go back there, always afraid to recall the scene when I was with him.

After escaping for so long, it seems that I can't lie to myself anymore.

Lu Xiao is gone...

There was a sound of closing the door outside, at the same time Lu Yao opened the door and came in to see me.

"Let's go?" I said with difficulty, feeling a little unbearable pain in my body.

"Have you taken your medicine?" Lu Yao came over, not daring to touch me, frowning deeply.

"Eat." I blinked slowly, tired and unwilling to speak.

"I gave the information to Ke Chen, and he gave me this." Lu Yao did take a dozen documents on his phone, "This is his company's transfer agreement. If he confirms that the information is true, he will not bring her to justice with his own hands." If it is legal, the company will be transferred to your name."

I chuckled lightly and warned: "Don't believe what he said, I'm just going to end up..."

"I checked and it's true."

"Ah."

For such a transaction, I just listen to it.

Seeing that I was still unwilling to pay attention, Lu Yao could only sigh softly, get up and leave.

Pain is always accompanied by a harbinger of death. During this period of time, I always felt that my life was about to be overdrawn, but now that Lu Xiao has happened, I always want to hold on to live for a few more days.

On the day he packed up with Lu Yao and went back to his hometown, he rented a car.

When I saw him driving an unfamiliar car in front of me, I suddenly felt a little sad.It was obvious that his life was very good, but now it is because of my affairs that he has come to such a situation.

Not just a car, but a house.

I'll be gone in a while, what should he do like this?

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Yao handed me chewing gum, and I took it, it was strawberry flavored.

"I'm thinking about the future." I replied calmly.

"No one can say for sure what will happen in the future, the most important thing is to live well in the present." There was a hint in Lu Yao's words, and I just responded as if I didn't understand: "I thought what you were going to say is, You're so relieved that I'm thinking about the future."

"Of course I'm happy too." Lu Yao chuckled, the atmosphere has been a little depressed these days, because of my low pressure, he can't work with peace of mind, and has been asking for leave to stay at home.

"If you see Aunt Qiu, don't tell her about Lu Xiao." The car drove around in the community, and then I said what I wanted to remind along the way.

"I know." Lu Yao pursed her thin lips, "In Aunt Qiu's eyes, I am Lu Xiao."

"Yeah." I agreed, but tears rolled in my eyes.

Recently I have been crying all the time. I don’t know if I am really afraid of death. I always feel that there are many things that I can’t let go of.In the past, you could be heartless and unrestrained, but now you can't do it.There are more and more worrying factors, and I even overestimate myself, fearing that because of my departure, the living people will feel sad.

"Here we are." Lu Yao turned off the fire, and it was difficult for him to find this place.I haven't seen each other for two or three years. Standing here now, apart from the joy I used to have in the past, all that is left is devastation. Wherever I reach, it is barren.

Aunt Qiu was still at Uncle Zhang’s house next door. When I knocked on the door, there was no answer.

After several knocks, the door was opened.

The door was opened by a shambling old man.I thought for a long time before I remembered that this was Uncle Zhang's father.

"Are you looking for Zhang?" The old man looked at me and Lu Yao with cloudy eyes, and he was still holding a white towel with tears on it.

"Is Uncle Zhang here?" I felt something was wrong, but I didn't want to admit it was true.

(End of this chapter)