Chapter 1591
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Jun Xiqing saw a tall and handsome figure through the shiny window of the bus. It was so familiar, so familiar that it seeped into her bones.
Jun Xiqing was stunned. Her gaze landed on that figure and she couldn't look away. Lu Yeming … Lu Yeming …
Her bright eyes quickly welled up with tears. She was happy. She was really happy. Her red lips slowly curved upwards. Lu Yeming … Lu Yeming was back.
He was finally back!
Just as she was about to wait any longer, he was back!
Jun Xiqing sniffled and reached out with trembling hands to touch the figure on the window.
However, just as her soft fingertips caressed him, that tall and handsome figure suddenly disappeared.
He disappeared.
What was going on?
Where was Lu Yeming?
Jun Xiqing's hands touched the window. The cold window didn't have a hint of warmth. She suddenly woke up. It was just an illusion.
He didn't come back.
He still didn't come back.
In an instant, Jun Xiqing's tears gushed out. Her shoulders trembled as she sobbed uncontrollably.
In the past six months, everyone had accepted the fact that he wouldn't be coming back. It was as if all the grief and sorrow had started to settle with the passing of time. No one mentioned him again. They didn't dare to mention him. They couldn't mention him.
There was a wound in her heart. It hurt so much that she couldn't touch it. Just touching it would cause her to feel a heart-wrenching pain.
Like everyone else, she became quiet. But only the wound in her heart was slowly festering. Time didn't heal her. Instead, it brought her even deeper pain.
Lu Yeming.
Why wasn't he coming back?
Jun Xiqing hugged her son tightly in her arms. Tears streamed down her face.
Soon, she was tired from crying. She was really tired. Perhaps it would be even more tiring in the future. The darkness was accumulating and despair was spreading. She still needed to take his hand. She needed to bravely hold her son's hand. She would walk on the path that he hadn't finished.
She would take her son to guard his home and his kingdom.
"Lu Yeming, I really can't wait any longer. Come back, please … I miss you so much … I miss you so much … I'm going crazy …"
Jun Xiqing closed her eyes and went to sleep.
…
She had a dream.
He had a very long dream.
The last bus home had been speeding along the busy street. Suddenly, the driver braked and the door opened. Someone got on the bus.
It was two men in black. Then, the two men in black brought out a wheelchair. There was a person sitting in the wheelchair.
Jun Xiqing couldn't see the man's face clearly. He was dressed in black and had a black cap on his head, as though he didn't want anyone to see his face.
His body was bent and very thin, as if he had suffered a lot of injuries. His entire skeleton was severely dispirited and deformed. He used to be a very handsome and young man, but now he had aged so much in a single night that he looked like an old man who was meditating at dawn and dusk.
The man in black pushed the wheelchair over. The man got closer and closer to her. Finally, he stopped by her side.
The man stood up. He stood up from the wheelchair with great difficulty. Like a slow-motion movie replay, he sat down on the chair beside her.
He's coming over.
Jun Xiqing seemed to smell the faint smell of disinfectant. It was the smell of the hospital. Other than that, she also smelled the clean, masculine scent of a man. She was all too familiar with this man's scent.
He slowly leaned over, reaching out with his large hand to push the blanket away from Little Pipi's body. He looked at Little Pipi's delicate little face.
Little Pipi suddenly woke up. He opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the man with a pair of black eyes.
The man reached out, caressing Little Pipi's little face tenderly.
"Daddy ~"
Little Pipi squeaked happily.
"Daddy ~ Ha, Daddy ~"
Little Pipi cried out happily. He still couldn't speak and could only call Mommy, Daddy, Auntie ~
"Ha."
The man beside her laughed softly. His voice was especially hoarse, as though it had been polished.
Who was he?
Jun Xiqing's long lashes fluttered. She wanted to open her eyes. Was this a dream? Was this a dream?
She wanted to see his face. She wanted to know who this man was.
Why did he give her such a familiar feeling?
At this moment, the man slowly placed his arm on the back of the chair behind her. He held her head with his large palm and let her rest on his shoulder.
His shoulders were no longer straight and he was as listless as an old man. But he exuded a calming aura that made her want to lean on him. She wanted to lean on him forever and never leave him again.
The surroundings were quiet. The bus drove towards the Capital and there were only the three of them on it.
The man beside her hugged her and lowered his eyes to look at her little face. He slowly leaned forward and pressed his nose against the delicate skin of her face, gently caressing it with deep affection and longing.
Very quickly, his lips moved up and touched her soft red lips.
He kissed her gently, delineating her beautiful lips bit by bit. It was as though he was treating a rare treasure.
He didn't use force. He didn't dare to use force.
They kissed for a few seconds. It was really just a few seconds. It was so short that it felt like a dream. Then, he let go of her.
His body began to tremble and he found it hard to breathe.
Jun Xiqing could hear his hurried breathing. He seemed to be having difficulty breathing. His thin chest rose and fell. He inhaled and exhaled. Perhaps he would stop breathing in the next second.
The two men in black quickly put an oxygen mask on his face and lifted him onto the wheelchair.
He left.
He left …
Jun Xiqing looked at his frail figure and tried to open her mouth to call out to him. But she closed her red lips and couldn't make a sound because of the pain.
Soon, he disappeared from her sight.
Don't go.
Don't go!
I beg you, don't go!
Lu Yeming!
Jun Xiqing let out a heart-wrenching scream and suddenly opened her eyes.
The moment she opened her eyes, her face was burning hot. It was as though something had fallen on her. She was still on the bus but her vision was blurred by tears. Her little face was covered in tears.
Jun Xiqing was suddenly confused. What had happened to her? Was that a dream?
The bus was still moving steadily and Little Pipi was lying in her arms. His face was buried in the blanket and he was sleeping soundly. He looked the same as before she fell asleep. Nothing had changed.
That must have been a dream.
She had dreamed of … Lu Yeming.
Was it because she missed him so much that she was hallucinating?
But the dream just now felt so real. It was as though he had been by her side and had never left.
At this moment, the bus gradually came to a stop and the driver said, "We've reached the last stop. It's time to alight."
They had arrived at the Palace.
Jun Xiqing reached out to wipe away the tears on her face and carried Little Pipi out of the bus.
Outside, a few presidential luxury cars were parked there, waiting for her.
"Miss Jun, His Highness is back!"
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