All the trips in Xiaolu are private cars, so it's strange to see buses.

Xia Xiwan certainly won't refuse the request of Xiaolu. She nodded, "OK ~"

Xia Xiwan got on the bus with Xiaolu in her arms, threw a coin, and then sat in a window seat.

This position is very familiar. She once sat in Haicheng. A few years ago, she got on a bus and sat in this position. Lu Hanting drove a sports car to chase her.

At that time, it was the last bus to go home. Now she comes with her daughter.

Xiaoxing is very happy and tired. Xia Xiwan wipes her sweat and lets her drink some water. Xiaoxing soon falls asleep in Mommy's arms.

Xia Xiwan kisses her daughter's forehead, and then raises her eyes. A pair of clear eyes fall on the bus window. At this time, she sees a familiar figure, still tall and straight. Xia Xiwan was stunned, and his eyes fell on the figure. He could not move away any more. Lu Hanting Lu Hanting

This figure is so familiar, familiar to the marrow, she will not admit it.

Xia Xiwan's bright Jian Tong quickly condenses a layer of crystal clear water mist. She is happy. She is really happy. Her beautiful red lips are slowly hooked up. Lu Hanting Lu Hanting is back.

He's back at last!

Xia Xiwan took out a little red nose, and then trembled to touch the figure on the window.

However, her soft finger just touched up, the tall and straight body suddenly disappeared.

It's gone.

What's going on?

What about Lu Hanting?

Xia Xiwan's little hand touched the window, cold window, no trace of temperature, she suddenly woke up, just her illusion.

He didn't come back.

He still didn't come back.

All of a sudden, the tears in Xia Xiwan's eyes all gushed out, the fragrant shoulder of Ying weak trembled, sobbing.

During this period of time, she was very strong and didn't mention Mr. Lu, but she had a wound in her heart. She couldn't touch it because of the pain.

Lu Hanting, her Mr. Lu

Why don't you come back?

Xia Xiwan tightly hugs Lu Luo in her arms, tears streaming down her face.

At such a moment, she let Miss like a tide, the moment will submerge her.

The bus took her on the way home, the road is so long, Xia Xiwan cry tired, directly closed his eyes, had a dream.

....

She had a dream.

Had a long, long dream.

The last bus home has been galloping along the busy street, when the driver suddenly braked, the door opened and someone came up.

It was two men in black, and then two men in black lifted up a wheelchair with a man in it.

Xia Xiwan couldn't see the man's face clearly. He was wearing black clothes and a black cap on his head. It seemed that he didn't want people to see his face.

His body is bent and thin. It seems that he has been seriously injured. His whole skeleton has been seriously deformed. He used to be a very handsome and young man, but now he is too old overnight. He is like an old man in the twilight.

The man in black pushed the wheelchair over. The man got closer to her, got closer, and finally stopped beside her.

The man got up. He got up from the wheelchair slowly and difficultly, like the slow motion of movie playback, and sat on the chair beside her.

He's coming.

Xia Xiwan seems to smell a faint smell of disinfectant, the smell of the hospital, in addition to this smell, she also smelled a clean man masculine, this kind of man breath makes her too familiar.