Three years after our breakup, you came back to China, and I'm just giving up. Why are you cryi

The next morning, golden sunlight broke through the clouds and poured down on the earth; the dark clouds that had gathered the night before did not bring a single drop of rain.

Lu Hao sat on the stone platform, his gentle gaze falling on three figures not far away.

Ning Shu helped the weak Su Yu and accompanied her to do basic rehabilitation exercises.

Su Yu's steps were unsteady, each step slow and laborious, her frail figure looking particularly pitiful.

Zhou Mengmeng stood to the side holding nursing supplies, ready to respond to any emergencies.

Lu Hao thought that when Su Yu woke up, he would be overjoyed and lose control, so excited that he would be incoherent, filled with guilt and unable to look her in the eye, and filled with countless grievances and apologies that he wanted to express.

But when Su Yu called his name last night, all his anxiety, worry, guilt and unease vanished, leaving only the purest happiness.

There were no passionate words of love, no tearful embraces, only the two of them sitting together in the backyard of the villa all night.

Neither of them said a word, just watched the light pierce the darkness. When the dawn broke, they both couldn't help but smile.

This smile is the relief after the dust has settled, the peace of a long-awaited reunion.

"Lu Hao, I'm a little sleepy."

A gentle call came from beside him, pulling Lu Hao's wandering thoughts back to reality.

He stood up and strode forward, taking the weak Su Yu from Ning Shu's arms and letting her lean against him.

"If you're sleepy, go and get some rest. Remember to wake up when you're awake." Lu Hao looked down at her, his voice incredibly gentle.

A sweet smile spread across Su Yu's already pale face, like a white flower blooming after the rain, clean and healing.

She nodded obediently, her eyes full of dependence: "Yes, when I wake up, I want to see you first."

"Okay, I've always been here." Lu Hao replied without hesitation, his words solemn.

He helped Su Yu into the villa, led her to her room, helped her lie down, tucked her in, and left a tender and loving kiss on her forehead.

"I'm going to sleep now," Su Yu murmured softly, closing her eyes.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to wake up." Lu Hao quietly stayed by the bedside and responded softly.

Watching Su Yu's long eyelashes droop down, her breathing gradually became even and long.

Exhaustion from staying up all night swept over Lu Hao, and a heavy drowsiness overwhelmed him.

He couldn't remember the last time he'd stayed up all night; his eyelids were so heavy he could barely keep them open.

But he forced himself to suppress all his sleepiness and dared not close his eyes to rest.

He was afraid that if he fell into a deep sleep, all the beauty before him would just be a fleeting dream.

When she woke up, everything was back to normal, and Su Yu was still fast asleep.

He had to see Su Yu open her eyes again before he could finally put his mind at ease after years of worry.

Lu Hao sat quietly by the bed, gazing at Su Yu's peaceful and serene sleeping face, and couldn't help but let out a big yawn.

He reached into his pocket, wanting to smoke a cigarette to calm his nerves, but what he pulled out was an empty cigarette case.

He forcefully crushed the box into a ball, tossed it into the nearby trash can, then turned and walked out of the bedroom, intending to buy a pack of cigarettes at the entrance of the complex.

As I walked into the living room, I saw Ning Shu coming out of the kitchen.

Ning Shu stopped when she saw him and asked softly, "Lu Hao, is Sister Su Yu asleep?"

"Yes, she's already asleep. Go in and keep an eye on her for me. I'm going out to buy a pack of cigarettes," Lu Hao replied calmly and softly.

"Okay." Ning Shu nodded obediently.

Lu Hao pushed open the villa door and walked out.

The bright sunlight outside fell on him, and he subconsciously squinted, raised his hand to shield his eyes from the strong light, and paused for a moment before slowly adjusting.

He walked across the front yard, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings.

The once empty land has been planted with many flowers by Xiao Xiyue and Fang Ruoyun, just waiting for them to bloom quietly so that people can enjoy the fragrance of the sea of ​​flowers.

Looking at the vibrant courtyard, Lu Hao smiled faintly, his eyes filled with longing for the future.

After experiencing twists and turns, misunderstandings, separations and waiting, he finally let go of all his obsessions and regrets.

The days to come will be like the blooming flowers in this courtyard, always facing the sun, fragrant all the way, peaceful year after year.

He didn't drive; instead, he strolled leisurely along the quiet neighborhood road in the warm sunshine towards the entrance of the community.

A gentle breeze caressed my face, and the sun shone brightly.

Soon we arrived at the entrance of the residential area, crossed the road, and entered the small shop on the street.

The counter inside the shop was empty, and the owner was nowhere to be seen; only the door to the inner room was ajar.

Lu Hao called out towards the door, "Boss, come out and greet the guests."

"Here it comes!"

Two minutes later, the shop owner hurriedly came out from the back room with an apologetic smile: "Sorry, I just went to the restroom. What do you need?"

"Give me a pack of 12 True Dragon cigarettes."

The moment Lu Hao finished speaking, a similar voice rang out from the side.

He turned around and his pupils dilated in shock.

It was Qin Shou.

Qin Shou, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, looked weary and worn out.

Qin Shou looked at Lu Hao, who had turned his head, smiled gently, and said in a calm tone, "Long time no see."

Lu Hao did not answer. His expression was indifferent. He picked up the cigarettes on the counter and silently scanned the code to pay.

He had already made up his mind that once the storm had passed, there would be no more affection between him and Qin Shou.

Regardless of Qin Shou's original intentions, he could never forgive the Fang family for what happened back then.

After paying, Lu Hao brushed past Qin Shou as if they were strangers.

Stepping out of the convenience store, the glaring sunlight bathed him. Lu Hao took a deep breath and prepared to walk towards the zebra crossing.

Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a man in a black trench coat standing under a camphor tree not far away.

The man was wearing a long black trench coat, a bowler hat, and a scarf around his neck, which covered most of his face. He also wore sunglasses, making it impossible to see his features.

This fully armed appearance reminded Lu Hao of the old Meng he had met by chance by the iron gate of Nanhu Lake.

The familiar atmosphere stirred something within him, and he instinctively called out to the figure, "Old Meng?"

The man in black under the tree chuckled, raised his hand to remove his sunglasses, and then pulled his scarf down to reveal his scarred face.

"I was armed to the teeth, and you still recognized me."

Lu Hao burst into laughter, walked over, and patted him on the shoulder. "Hahaha, just a gut feeling! Didn't you say you were going back to your hometown? Why are you still in Nanning?"

"There's still one thing I haven't finished taking care of. I'll go back after I finish it." Old Meng's tone was calm, but there was a hint of something deeper in his eyes.

"Then how about this, I'll invite Wang Jile to your food stall tonight, as a farewell dinner."

Old Meng didn't answer. His gaze went past Lu Hao's shoulder and landed on Qin Shou, who had just come out of the convenience store. His eyes darkened.

Lu Hao noticed his gaze and couldn't help but smile faintly, teasingly asking, "What's wrong? What beautiful woman have you seen that's making your eyes pop out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head to look in the direction Old Meng was looking.

The moment Lu Hao saw that it was Qin Shou, the smile on his face froze, and his pupils dilated.

For some reason, an ominous premonition surged from his heart, making his heart tighten suddenly.

Just then, Old Meng made a move.

He put his sunglasses back on, pulled his scarf up to cover his face again, put his hands in his trench coat pockets, and walked towards Qin Shou.

Sensing something was wrong, Lu Hao's heart tightened. He instinctively reached out and grabbed Lao Meng's arm, asking gravely:

"Old Meng, what are you doing?"