A man was sitting in the driver's seat of the van. He was wearing a black V-neck T-shirt with a cap on his head.
The cap was pulled down so his face couldn't be seen clearly. Only his cold and smooth jawline could be vaguely seen.
Both of his large palms were pressed on the steering wheel. His large palms were rough from working all year round. Under the thin T-shirt, one could see his bulging muscles and strong masculine curves. He was so rough and masculine that it made one want to lick the screen.
At this moment, a school bus stopped. The dean of X University had come to pick up the children.
The dean stood in front of the school bus and waved at the man in the car.
The man raised his deep brown eyes and glanced at the dean. Then he turned his head to look at the simple children outside the window. He said in a low voice, "Let's go."
Let's go.
It was a simple word and there was no warning.
The children's eyes turned red. "Uncle, we will definitely study hard. We won't let you down."
Before they could cry, the children ran away.
The man looked at the backs of the children and reached out to find a pack of cigarettes in the hidden compartment of the car. He took out a cigarette and put it on his thin lips.
At this moment, a girl suddenly ran back. She plucked up her courage and quickly kissed the man's handsome cheek. "Uncle, I'll marry you after I graduate. I'll be your wife."
After saying that, the girl ran away again with a red face.
The dean took the children's suitcases and smiled kindly. "Your uncle sends university students here every year. I'm interested in a few girls and they all say that they'll marry your uncle after they graduate. It seems that your uncle is more charismatic than anything else."
The children smiled brightly. "Uncle is the principal of us mountain children. Dad, he's the one who gives us light and hope. He's the greatest and most adorable person in our hearts."
The dean nodded. "Is your uncle's leg better?"
At the mention of this, the children quickly revealed a sad expression. "Uncle's leg was amputated three years ago and he's walking with a prosthetic leg now. But Uncle's physique is special. Every time he wears a prosthetic leg, he'll experience an allergic reaction and it takes a long time for him to recover."
The dean looked out the window and sighed. He touched the children's heads. Many of these children applied for medical school every year. He knew that these children all wanted to save that man.
It would get better. The good people in this world would definitely live a peaceful life.
The school bus left and the man in the bun took off his cap, revealing a handsome face. It was Lu Yan.
It had been three years since they last met, but Lu Yan hadn't changed much. His facial features had become colder and more reserved, his fringe covering his brown eyes. He narrowed his eyes and lit the cigarette in his mouth, the smoke blurring his handsome face. Now that he had experienced the vicissitudes of life, he had developed a kind of tolerance and tolerance, this kind of silent but radiant aura made him even more charming.
He smoked silently in the cheap carriage. His brown eyes, hidden behind the smoke, glanced at the neon lights in the city outside the window. This was the capital.
He was no longer Lu Yan. Lu Yan had died three years ago.
Therefore, he could not show his true face to others.
Who was he now?
He did not know either.
Perhaps he was just a wandering spirit in this city.
But when he thought of those innocent children, he curved his thin lips and took another puff of his cigarette. His eyes were filled with tenderness.
There was a girl who kissed him, but he didn't pay much attention. Those were just children, they didn't know anything.
He lowered his handsome face and glanced at his right leg. His right leg was empty, it had been amputated.
There was a prosthetic leg on the passenger seat, just in case he needed it.
He put down the driver's seat and leaned his handsome body into the seat. He wanted to relax for a while.
After taking another puff of his cigarette, he took out his cell phone. This cell phone was already very old. He took out a photo from it.
It was the only photo he had.
In the photo was … An 'an. Three years ago, when he was released from prison, she was sleeping on his bed. She was sleeping peacefully, her eyelashes fluttering like butterflies and cicada wings. She was like a little angel that had fallen to the mortal world.
His calloused fingertips caressed her delicate face and he could hear her soft voice in his ears — -
Lu Yan, I miss you so much.
Lu Yan, I want you to kiss me, hug me and praise me.
Lu Yan, I miss you so much that I want to cry …
An 'an.
His An 'an.
He was already 40 years old this year. If there was anything in life that he regretted, it would be An 'an.
That ring was still lying quietly in his trouser pocket. They had missed each other after all.
These three years, he had brought the children from the mountains to the Capital many times, but he had never gone to look for her.
Because there was no longer any meaning in looking for her. He only had the rest of his life left.
But these couldn't stop him, he couldn't stop thinking about her day after day.
She was the biggest regret in his life, but also the biggest hope in his life.
Lu Yan closed his eyes gently, he wanted to rest for a while.
…
When Lu Yan closed his eyes, the door of the convenience store was pushed open and a lithe figure walked out.
An 'an came out, holding a plastic bag in her hand. There was a box of the biggest condom in the bag.
The bag was transparent, it was obvious that there was a condom inside. But An 'an didn't have any expression on her face, she just carried the bag and walked forward.
She didn't have a man, but she liked to buy condoms.
This was an illness, she knew it.
Illnesses had to be treated, but she was already beyond cure and there was no medicine to treat her, so she gave up on treatment.
She took two steps forward and arrived at the side of the van. As the van's film was black, she couldn't see inside. Of course, she didn't look inside either.
But she suddenly stopped in her tracks.
She stood quietly by the door of the driver's seat, lifting her head to look at the sky. Her life was long, when would it end?
She was already tired of living like this.
That person was dead, he was already dead. He had taken away all her love, all her hatred. She had given all her love to that person, she had used all her energy to love that person, but in the end, she had been hurt all over.
She wouldn't be able to recover for the rest of her life.
He had stolen her heart, leaving her to wander around the world.
Every morning when she opened her eyes, this sentence would echo in her ears — -Oh, she was still living in a world without him.
Everything was meaningless.
An 'an lowered her head, she looked at her own shadow on the ground, it was elongated by the moonlight.
However, there was a van next to her shadow. She had the illusion that she was leaning against the van.
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