The rain was pouring down, and the sky and earth were covered in gray.
Half of the man's shoulders under the umbrella were wet from the rain.
"I came over to see Auntie and Xiaoyan."
Lu Yanxing took a step forward and put the handle of the skull umbrella into Shen Qingwu's hand. Then he walked to the tombstone and bent down to put down a bouquet of small white daisies.
"How did you know they were here?"
Shen Qingwu immediately became alert.
Ever since Shen Deren threatened her to dig up her mother's grave, this matter has become a knot in her mind.
Shen Deren always thought that the snake nest was her weakness. Compared with her fear of snakes, the only things she cared about were her mother and Xiao Yan. She did not allow herself to expose her true weakness, and could only go along with the flow to satisfy Shen Deren and Zhang Yashu's abnormal psychology of using a snake's nest to control her and intimidate her.
Two years ago, she secretly brought the ashes of her mother and Xiaoyan from the countryside to Jingzhou, and placed them in this remote cemetery adjacent to Jingzhou and Ji City.
She did this very carefully, taking many detours at every step. But Lu Yanxing, who has been abroad, can easily find it. Does that mean Shen Deren can also find this place?
She must never let that scumbag Shen Deren bother her mother and Xiaoyan again.
As if he could read her thoughts, Lu Yanxing opened and closed his thin lips, and his clear voice penetrated her eardrums amidst the noisy rain.
"Xiao Awu, you are very smart. Shen Deren is not capable of checking this."
Shen Qingwu frowned even more tightly, his eyes fixed on Lu Yanxing's perfect profile.
She suspected that this man had not gone abroad at all, but had been hiding next to her and spying on her secretly.
Lu Yanxing suddenly turned his head and looked at her with frowning eyes, "Little Awu, don't look at me like that, I'm not spying on you."
He just paid more attention to her than anyone else.
Pay attention, not surveillance.
Shen Qingwu didn't believe his lies at all.
"Lu Yanxing, what exactly do you want to do?"
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In the narrow Koenigsegg compartment, Shen Qingwu felt that with every breath she took, her chest was filled with the faint scent of vetiver from Lu Yanxing.
She couldn't help but think about that night again.
His scent lingered around her all night, and he controlled her body crazily.
"What are you thinking about? Why is your face so red? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Lu Yanxing leaned over, covered her with the blanket in the car, frowned and said, "It's all wet."
...That night, he seemed to have said similar things.
Help! What is she thinking!
Shen Qingwu suppressed the heat in her heart and her eyes fell on the man's clear Adam's apple. She swallowed and her eyes moved up inch by inch.
Her shiny black hair was pushed back, and her handsome and profound face was very eye-catching. With the same hairstyle, Lu Sui styled it in a polite and scum-like style, while Lu Yanxing's face was unconcealed and always had a bit of a slutty evil streak.
Why has he always been on her heart? !
When she was 8 years old, she had already fallen for his looks. She never expected that she would fall for him again fifteen years later.
Seeing that she was still looking a little dazed, Lu Yanxing chuckled and lifted up his clothes.
"What are you doing?"
Shen Qingwu watched the man's movements closely and saw him take off the T-shirt on his body, revealing the thin muscles of his upper body, his narrow but strong waist, and the astringent mermaid line hidden under his belt along his lower abdomen.
Lu Yanxing responded in a funny voice: "Miss, your clothes are wet, can you allow me to change into another one?"
She pursed her lips, turned away, lowered her voice and said impatiently: "It's up to you, hurry up."
But I was panicking in my heart.
Shen Qingwu just took off one piece of clothing. As for that, it's not like he's never seen him before.
Even if she goes too far...
No, what happened to her? What did you think of again? !
"alright."
Shen Qingwu glanced at the man beside him. He had put on a black T-shirt again. He looked clean and fresh, with a somewhat unruly youthful feel.
Shen Yuyao followed Lu Yanxing to the United States in high school. She must have seen him when he was seventeen or eighteen years old.
She was inexplicably irritated, "Lu Yanxing, what on earth are you going to show me?"
"If you don't say anything, I'll get off the car. I'm not Shen Yuyao, and I don't like to have chance encounters."
Fragments of light slowly condensed in the light brown pupils, "You are jealous, little Awu."
Lu Yanxing was completely unaware of her rich psychological activities, which were as rich as the emperor's dinner, but he still caught a hint of sourness in her last sentence.
Shen Qingwu frowned and reached out to pull the car door, but was suddenly pulled back into his seat.
"There was a reason why I went to Shen's house last night." Lu Yanxing grasped her thin white wrist and explained in a low voice.
"I know, for your cats in America."
"That cat?" Lu Yanxing paused, then suddenly came up to her and said with a ruffian smile, "I own a cat, and I raise it with someone."
Shen Qingwu looked into those overly beautiful peach blossom eyes, and for a moment, she wanted to ask all the questions in her heart.
She wanted to know what happened to him that led to him being sent away by his grandfather?
Mr. Lu has kept silent about his whereabouts. Even she doesn't know where he is. Why does Shen Yuyao know? And she had been hiding it from her. If Zhang Yashu hadn't mentioned it last night, she wouldn't have known that Shen Yuyao suddenly left the country for Lu Yanxing.
But... so what. What can she do if she knows.
He was the last person she could have anything to do with.
"Shen Yuyao and I..."
"Lu Yanxing," Shen Qingwu lowered his eyes and interrupted him in a cold voice: "I'm not interested in knowing what your relationship is like in the United States, let alone why you showed up at Shen's house last night."
"My brother Sui Sui and I are getting married soon. Please respect yourself."
Lu Yanxing raised the corners of his lips like a self-mockery, and slowly let go of her wrist, "That's right, you will only call Lu Suizhi brother now."
He took out a brown paper document bag and said, "This is the reason why I went to Shen's house last night."
Shen Qingwu read all the documents in silence, raised his head, slowly turned his face, and looked out the window at the rain that seemed to never stop. After a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Why?"
Lu Yanxing stared at that breathtaking side face and said, "I have never forgotten every word you said."
"You said that my aunt could swim, so she couldn't have drowned in the lake."
"Xiao Awu, what you want to do is what I want to do."
"The police have closed the case a long time ago, saying that she was drunk because of her divorce and was too sad, and then she slipped and fell into the lake." Her voice was very soft, as if she was stating something that had nothing to do with her.
"You don't believe it either, right? When Aunt Zhao's accident happened, she and Shen Deren had been divorced for a year."
"Besides, Xiaoyan is also very important to me. I won't let him die in an unknown way."
The slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and Shen Qingwu seemed to have lost all sense of pain. The nails of his right hand dug at the scratch mark on the back of his hand again and again.
Lu Yanxing lowered his eyes, his heart seemed to be surrounded by an airtight net, and even breathing became uncomfortable.
A hand with clear joints covered Shen Qingwu's hands.
"Don't hurt yourself."
"Xiao Awu, you can always trust me. If you are a devil, let me be your most loyal servant."
