Luo Jinyu slowly walked into the study, his brows furrowed like a knot that couldn't be untied.
His face was covered with sorrow, as if dark clouds had blocked the moonlight, preventing people from peeking into the storm in his heart.
His eyes were deep and gloomy, revealing his troubles and anxiety. His pace was steady but slightly tired, as if he was carrying endless worries.
He sat down in front of the desk, his fingers playing with the pages of the book unconsciously. The air around him seemed to be filled with depression and dullness, making it impossible to ignore his sadness.
Although he tried his best to suppress his emotions, the frown and the deep wrinkles between his brows revealed his inner uneasiness.
His eyes were full of confusion and trouble, as if he was looking for answers.
After a while, Meng Haowen quickly entered the study.
Meng Haowen came to Luo Jinyu and told him that Xia Yang had been looking for him these days.
He said softly: "General, the Japanese Governor here has been looking for you. He hopes that you can go and see him."
When Luo Jinyu heard the news, he sighed and said, "I know. I'll go there early tomorrow morning to see if anything happened to him in the house recently."
Meng Haowen shook his head gently, "Back to General, my subordinates didn't find anything wrong."
"What about Luhe, how are you doing lately?"
"She has been in her yard recently and has not come out. The two of them have never met."
Luo Jinyu felt something bad in his heart, and he had an indescribable uneasiness.
He frowned slightly, feeling even more confused.
Luo Jinyu felt an inexplicable anxiety. He needed to have a good talk with Lu He.
Luo Jinyu and Meng Haowen sat in the study and talked quietly.
Their language is concise and powerful, like two sharp swords, piercing the air and pointing directly to the core of the problem.
Luo Jinyu had a stern face and said word for word: "It is certain that Shu Zhihan lost her child because of Lu He's hand."
There was a hint of coldness in his voice, which made Meng Haowen couldn't help but frown.
When Luo Jinyu said this, he paused and took a deep breath, "Dameng, I really didn't expect that it would turn out like this. Once upon a time, I also thought that she could have a good relationship with you. future, it’s just a pity..."
Meng Haowen's face became ugly when he heard Luo Jinyu's words.
"I didn't expect it either." He said in a low voice, "I always thought that Lu He was bold and sincere, but now..."
Luo Jinyu looked at Meng Haowen, and after a while, he slowly spoke: "It's too late to regret now, as long as we find Lu He, figure this matter out, and let her bear the responsibilities she should bear."
Meng Haowen was silent. After a while, he slowly said, "I understand what you mean. I will find her and ask her clearly."
He left the study and walked into the moonlit night.
An irresistible force surged in his heart, pulling him towards Luhe's yard.
The courtyard was quiet and deep, filled with faint moonlight, as if covered with a layer of silver gauze.
He walked on the bluestone road with firm steps, and every step seemed to be responding to the call of his heart.
In the night, the water surface of the lotus pond glowed with a faint silver light, and the lotus leaves swayed gently in the breeze, as if they were whispering something.
He walked through the lotus pond under the moonlight, walked across the small arched stone bridge, and came to the green lotus yard.
In the yard, he seemed to see Luhe sitting alone at the stone table, with a pot of tea in front of him and a faint fragrance wafting out.
That night, Meng Haowen stood at the door of Luhe's courtyard and never left.
His figure looked a little lonely in the moonlight, but very determined.
The night was getting darker and the wind was biting, but Meng Haowen stood there like a sculpture, without any wavering.
Time passed by, and the night became darker and darker.
As the sun rises, golden light shines on the earth, bringing warmth and vitality to the world.
Lu He's personal maid walked out of the house and happened to see Meng Haowen. She couldn't help being surprised. She stared at him with her eyes wide open, as if she didn't expect his appearance.
She patted her chest in panic, then hurriedly turned around and went into the house to tell Lu He the unexpected news.
Her steps were hurried, showing her inner panic and anxiety.
Lu He's personal maid has always been the closest person to Lu He. She is well aware of Lu He's feelings for Meng Haowen, and she also understands that this news may make Lu He happy.
The moment she entered the room, she saw Luhe.
The arrival of the maid interrupted her meditation. She looked at the maid and sensed an unusual tension from her expression.
"Girl," the maid said in a slightly urgent tone, "that... Vice Admiral Wen is here."
Lu He's hand trembled slightly, she stabilized her mind, and a complicated light flashed in her eyes.
"What did you say? Really? When did he come? Where is he?"
Lu He's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if racing in her chest.
The name Meng Haowen was no stranger to her, but this visit seemed to bring a breeze of uneasiness.
She stood by the window, looking out the window involuntarily, and saw Meng Haowen's figure gradually becoming clearer under the tall sycamore tree.
She remembered the last time she met him, and his eyes were like two swords, piercing her heart.
Lu He tried hard to suppress her urge to escape. She knew that she could not escape Meng Haowen, just like she could not escape her own fate.
His eyes, as deep as the sea, made her feel her heart beating faster.
The maid asked softly: "Girl, Vice General Wen is outside the door. Do you want to ask him to come in?"
Lu He shook his head slightly and smiled softly, "No, I think I'd better go find him by myself."
After hearing this, the little maid didn't insist anymore. She bowed slightly and bowed, then turned and left.
Lu He looked at the leaving figure, took a deep breath, and slowly stood up.
Although she was a little worried, she knew that she needed more courage and determination to face Meng Haowen.
She walked out of the room, and the oncoming breeze gently blew her cheeks, bringing a touch of coolness.
She raised her eyes and saw Meng Haowen standing in the courtyard with his back to her, his hands behind his hands, looking into the distance.
Lu He walked quietly behind him and stopped.
She looked at his back and felt a surge of complicated emotions in her heart.
Meng Haowen seemed to be aware of Lu He's arrival. He turned around and looked at her, his eyes revealing a deep exhaustion and helplessness.
Lu He took a deep breath and asked softly: "Meng Haowen, do you have any business with me?"
Meng Haowen didn't answer, just looked at her silently.
His heart is full of contradictions and struggles.
He had to admit that after the woman in front of him confessed again and again, he was indeed moved. However, he seemed to be completely unable to think about everything now and must abandon all of it. .
Lu He looked at his silence and felt his heart twisting.
She approached Meng Haowen, gently grabbed his hand, and looked at him firmly, "Meng Haowen..."
He frowned slightly, struggling internally.
Meng Haowen felt Lu He's hand grasping his tightly. He was silent for a moment, and then with a slight force, his hand easily broke free from Lu He's grasp.
He put his hands behind his back, as if to express his inner alienation.
There was a hint of coldness in his eyes, which was a kind of alertness and resistance to inappropriate intimate behavior.
His movements were smooth and natural, without any reluctance or hesitation.
Lu He's heart was filled with uneasiness.
She knew that Meng Haowen would not come easily
Find her people.
"Lu He, I have something to ask you." Meng Haowen's tone was full of seriousness.
Meng Haowen wanted to ask Lu He if she was responsible for the child that made Shu Zhihan miserable.
This question echoed repeatedly in his mind, but he could never express it.
His eyes wandered on Lu He's face. Those clear eyes and indifferent expression made him suddenly feel unable to face it.
How could he imagine that the woman in front of him, who kept saying she liked him and saved Luo Jinyu's life, would do such a cruel thing?
His lips moved slightly, but only a silent sound of air movement came out. His throat was dry, as if pressed by something heavy, preventing him from speaking.
Meng Haowen stood beside Lu He.
He looked at her, his heart filled with chaos and confusion. He wanted to ask her, but didn't dare. He wanted to believe her, but he couldn't.
He waved his hand in the air, but didn't know where to put it.
His heart was filled with chaos and helplessness, as if he was being led by an invisible hand toward an unpredictable future.
Finally, he just took a deep breath and took another step back.
He closed his eyes, the question still echoing in his mind.
Meng Haowen was thinking a lot, and he knew that he had to solve the problem.
He began to think about how he should find a suitable way to open this problem.
"I think you should also understand what I want to know."
"I don't understand what you mean. What did I do to make you so upset? Judging from your expression, you must have been standing here for a long time. Tell me, what do you want to know?"
Lu He also took a small step back, the smile on his face completely disappeared, and he looked at him calmly and said.
Seeing the green lotus like this, Meng Haowen's heart couldn't help but tremble, and then he spoke directly.
"You must have heard about Madam's miscarriage."
"Well, so what? Does it have anything to do with me? Or are you just waiting here to talk about this matter?"
Meng Haowen saw that she was surprisingly calm, as if she was not nervous at all, and there was also a trace of hesitation in his heart.
Lu He said nothing more, staring at him with wide eyes, unblinking.
