In the luxury car.
Lu Yeming lowered his eyes to look at a document beside him. At this moment, he felt the person beside him move.
Glancing sideways, he saw a delicate face. Tang Mo 'er lowered her head, looking at the corner of his lips with her bright eyes.
"Yeming, what's wrong here?"
Lu Yeming only looked at her face, not paying attention to her words. "What?"
Tang Mo 'er stretched out her fair finger and placed it in front of his handsome face, pointing at the wound at the corner of his lips. "Here."
Cough cough, the corner of her brother's lips seemed to have been bitten.
Lu Yeming stretched out his large hand, grasping her finger and pulling it into his palm. "It's nothing."
"But I feel like there's a story behind it." Tang Mo 'er blinked, asking softly, "Did Qingqing … um … bite you?"
Although Tang Mo 'er was his elder sister, she still felt a little embarrassed to ask about something so intimate with her brother.
If only Mom was here.
"Mm." Lu Yeming replied calmly. His palm moved slightly and he held her small hand.
Her hand was very cold, he rubbed it gently to warm her up.
But the next second, Tang Mo 'er retracted her hand. She covered her mouth to stifle a giggle, warning him seriously, "Yeming, you can't bully girls so easily. If you do, you have to take responsibility. Qingqing is a good girl, Mom liked Qingqing a lot when she was still alive. I like her a lot too."
Without her hand, Lu Yeming's expression didn't change. He gripped the document tightly. "Of course I like someone that you and Mom like too."
"Really? Then you and Qingqing … "Tang Mo 'er wanted to press on.
"Elder Sister." Lu Yeming glanced at Tang Mo 'er.
"…"
Tang Mo 'er quickly shut her mouth. She knew that her brother didn't want to talk about it, he never talked about relationships with her.
"I know, I won't talk about it if you don't want to. Why are you so fierce?" Tang Mo 'er pouted, turning her face to look out of the window.
Lu Yeming furrowed his brows. "Elder Sister, I'm not fierce."
Tang Mo 'er turned her face again. "Then smile."
Fan Men, who was in front, looked through the rearview mirror, only to see the man in the backseat remain silent for two seconds, before the corners of his lips kicked up.
He really smiled.
Fan Men's eyes flashed and he quickly retracted his gaze, not daring to look back.
Seeing that her brother was smiling, Tang Mo 'er instantly smiled. Her eyes were filled with sparkling stars. "Yeming, you look the best when you smile. You have to smile more in the future."
Lu Yeming's handsome eyes were filled with a gentleness that had never been seen before.
…
West Palace.
When Tang Mo 'er returned to her room, she quickly ran into the bathroom and opened her hands, holding a bunch of hair in them.
She's starting to lose hair.
One touch and a whole bunch.
She had already known about it in the car, but she didn't say it out loud. She didn't want Yeming to worry.
She thought that after she left, Yeming could still smile like this.
Her eyes reddened, and she gripped the sink until her knuckles turned white.
Standing up straight, she hurriedly picked up her cell phone. Her fair fingers pressed on the keyboard and she scrolled through the familiar phone number.
Mr Gu …
With trembling hands, she dialed the phone number.
But soon she hung up.
She didn't dial the number. She couldn't dial it. She couldn't tell him.
But now, she really wanted to hear his voice.
She hadn't seen her Niuniu in a very long time.
She missed them so much.
Her heart seemed to have been hollowed out. She had always thought that she could face life and death calmly, but she couldn't.
There were so many things she couldn't bear to do.
She didn't want to die.
She wanted to live on.
Grow old with Mr Gu, watch little Niuniu grow up.
Before her tears fell, Tang Mo 'er quickly lifted her eyes. She started to take deep breaths, telling herself over and over again, Mo' er, it's okay. You can be stronger, don't be afraid.
After calming herself down, Tang Mo 'er walked out of the room. She didn't want to sleep …
…
Lu Yeming went upstairs. At this moment, he saw that Tang Mo 'er's room door was open.
It was already 11 pm.
He turned in another direction and walked into the room that was open. "Sis."
There was no response.
His polished leather shoes stepped on the custom-made carpeted floor. He entered the bathroom.
He saw her long hair that had fallen off.
His deep almond-shaped eyes froze. He slowly looked at the cell phone placed by the washstand. The cell phone was still lit up, showing that there was a call that hadn't been made. Mr Gu …
Lu Yeming's gaze paused on this' Mr Gu 'for two seconds. His emotions didn't change. He turned around and left the room.
Going downstairs, he pushed open the back door of the West Palace. On the lawn, he saw a delicate figure.
Tang Mo 'er was there.
She sat alone on the rattan swing, wearing a white coat over her pink dress. She was swinging on the swing alone in the middle of the night.
Lu Yeming walked over, draping the black cape over Tang Mo 'er's shoulders. His long fingers moved elegantly, tying the belt in front of her.
Tang Mo 'er looked back, her voice soft and gentle. "Yeming, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Lu Yeming walked over to her side, sitting on the swing beside her.
He held a book in his hand. "I'm not asleep yet. I'm reading."
"You're such a good child." Tang Mo 'er smiled gently.
Lu Yeming crossed his long legs elegantly, his long body leaning into the swing. It was eleven o 'clock at night. The bright moonlight and the faint yellow light shone on his exquisite face, accentuating his elegance.
After taking off the black cape, he was wearing a black turtleneck. His shiny leather shoes stepped onto the lawn and the swing started swinging.
Tang Mo 'er lifted her head to look at the moonlight. Suddenly, she sighed. "Yeming, when do you think it will snow?"
It was late autumn and the weather was already cold, but it was still a long time before it started snowing.
She felt that she wouldn't be able to see it.
Lu Yeming looked at Tang Mo 'er's face. "You want to see it snow?"
"Mm." Tang Mo 'er nodded.
Lu Yeming retracted his gaze, looking back impassively. Fan Men had been standing guard along the corridor.
Meeting his gaze, Fan Men nodded and walked to the side, making a phone call. "Hello, West Duke has ordered for the entire city to snow tonight."
Two minutes later, Tang Mo 'er felt a snowflake landing on her face.
She froze, lifting her head slowly. Above the sky, snowflakes were falling one by one.
Her pupils contracted, she couldn't believe what she was seeing. She quickly stretched out her hand.
A snowflake landed on her palm.
"Oh my god, Yeming, look, it's snowing!" Tang Mo 'er looked at her brother happily.
At this moment, Fan Men walked forward, handing her a black umbrella.
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