The emperor of our family always dies

Chapter 32

Lu Sigu couldn't say what mood he was in now, in fact, from the night he met Lu Yunchong, he knew that this day would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to come so early.

The Uncle Shen he was talking about was Shen Yi's father, Shen Zhong, who was also the housekeeper of the Lu family. As long as he could remember, this man had been working in the Lu family. He was loyal, introverted, and prudent, but his style and methods were very ruthless and sophisticated. This can sometimes be seen from Shen Yi's body.

Shen Zhong is quite trusted in the Lu family, he can almost be regarded as the second in command of the Lu family, and his status in the Lu family is extraordinary. As for his son Shen Yi, because his wife died early, he entered the Lu family with him. To accompany Lu Yunchong, on the other hand, also take care of his daily life and protect his personal safety.

When they were young, the relationship between the few of them was not as rigid as it is now. Lu Sigu Dalu Yunchong was two years old, and Lu Yunchong was the same age as Shen Yi, only a few months older than him. Together with the youngest Lu Xuerou, the four of them There is no difference between a brother and a sister.

Although Lu Yunchong's words were harsh, he had to admit that it was something he had always wanted to understand.

He didn't have a deep impression of his mother, it can be said that he had no impression at all. This woman who passed away shortly after giving birth to him was never even mentioned by name.

As for his father, this person who would feel inexplicable heartache whenever he thinks about it, he always smiled gently in his memory, but for some reason, those eyes were obviously stained with a smile, but he could always see through the faint smile. A shallow smile sees endless sadness.

"Master Sigu?"

A voice that seemed to come from the distant sky interrupted his thoughts.

Lu Sigu raised his head, facing the man's deep eyes that seemed to see through everything.

"Can we go?" he asked.

Lu Sigu hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help asking: "Uncle... is he really seriously ill?"

Uncle is Lu Yunchong's father, Lu Linfeng. Because he has the same surname as his father, and he is an old friend for many years, and later he became a brother. He is one year older than his father, so he should be called uncle according to his seniority.

As Lu Yunchong said, this uncle treated him very well, especially after his father passed away, so good that even he himself felt a little abnormal.

"Yeah." Shen Zhong nodded deeply, "So I hope, Young Master Sigu, you can go home and have a reunion dinner together during the Chinese New Year this year."

Lu Sigu was struggling in his heart, and after a while, he said to Shen Zhong: "Can I make a phone call first?"

Shen Zhong nodded and said: "Please go ahead."

Then Lu Sigu took a few steps away and dialed Mingyue's cell phone to ensure that he would not hear what he was talking about. This time, the phone rang once and was picked up.

"Lu Sigu, are you off work?" Ming Yue asked on the other end, with a hint of excitement and eagerness in his tone, "If you are off work, don't..." He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Listen to me." Lu Sigu lowered his voice as much as possible, "I have some things to deal with here, and I may not be able to go back. You should take a taxi and go downstairs to buy something to eat. Don't forget to feed Yaoyao."

"About work?"

"Yes..." Not wanting him to worry about him, Lu Sigu had no choice but to say perfunctory for the time being.

After a moment of silence, Ming Yue spoke without any other emotion in his tone, "Okay, I understand, then come back early when you're done with your work, and remember to call me if you have anything to do."

"Okay." Sensing the abnormality in his tone, he didn't care too much when he was somewhat disappointed that he couldn't make it to the appointment on time, and just told him: "You take the car by yourself and pay attention to safety. If you get motion sickness, it will be better to open the window."

"Understood, why are you so wordy, like an old woman."

Lu Sigu was startled for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curled into a slight arc, and the expression on his face became much softer, "I'm hanging up the phone."

"En." Ming Yue muffledly replied, wanting to say something more, the call had already been hung up by the other party, only the sound of beeping echoed in his ear, so he had no choice but to move the phone away from his ear, but his gaze remained silent He stared intently at a familiar figure not far away getting into the car of a strange man until he disappeared from his sight.

Even though he knew that things were not as he had imagined, there was still a faint sense of loss in his heart, like this residual leaf that was blown up by the cold wind and thrown mercilessly to the cold ground.

Kicking the withered and yellow leaves under his feet, he shrank his neck and walked in the spacious square regardless of his image. The Hurricane Company that Lu Sigu worked for was located in a high-end office building, and next to the office building was a large commercial plaza. However, the huge Christmas tree hung with colorful string lights has not been removed, and it is shining with colorful lights in the gradually deepening night. When he passed by, he slowed down and took a second look.

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When the car stopped in front of the Lu family's courtyard, Lu Sigu still hesitated, looking at this very familiar building through the car window, a bitter and helpless feeling welled up in his heart, and he felt extremely depressed for a moment.

"Master Sigu, we're here." Seeing that he had been staring out the window in silence, Shen Zhong reminded him aloud, went around to the rear, and opened the car door for him.

When the feet landed on the ground, it seemed as if they had stepped into a heavy and long-lasting memory. The thick dust covering it flew away at the moment of landing, and the past rushed in like a tide.

When he entered the room, he saw Lu Yunchong's mother, Fu Yun, coming down the stairs. When he saw him, there was a trace of astonishment in his eyes, which was quickly wiped away by the long-lasting frost.

This is really an embarrassing scene. When Lu Yunchong was sent abroad and was not allowed to come back, Fu Yun can be said to have hated herself deeply. This kind of hatred has been hidden in those cool eyes after many years, and it is no longer so aggressive. , but it is also overwhelming.

The four eyes met, and the cold light shot out.

Shen Zhong bowed respectfully: "Madam."

"What's going on here." Fu Yun turned his cold eyes away from Lu Sigu's face and asked Shen Zhong, "Why did he appear here?"

"It's the master's order." Shen Zhong's tone was calm, and his eyes were calm.

"Since it's the master's order, why don't I know." Fu Yun's voice suddenly became a little harsh.

"Madam, you need to ask the master yourself."

"You!" The voice was sharp and trembling, Fu Yun glared at Shen Zhong, but found that these things had no effect on him at all.

"Master Sigu, please follow me, the master is waiting for you upstairs." With a gesture of invitation, Shen Zhong moved a few steps aside.

Lu Sigu nodded to him, then walked upstairs, when passing by Fu Yun, he could clearly hear a sneer from her mouth, but he didn't care.

Stopping in front of Lu Linfeng's bedroom, Shen Zhong knocked lightly on the door, and after obtaining permission, he turned to Lu Sigu and said, "Master's heart is not very good, and he has become more and more sensitive to some things recently. Young Master Sigu can talk to him calmly."

"I will."

"And..." He paused, hesitant to speak.

"Is there anything else that Uncle Shen needs to tell you?" Lu Sigu asked doubtfully.

There was a gloomy look in the eyes as deep as an ancient well, and soon, he returned to calm, and only uttered two words in a low voice: "No."

Although he was full of doubts, he still chose not to ask any more questions. After all, knowing too much about some things is not of great benefit to me.

Pushing open the door and entering, Shen Zhong walked to Lu Linfeng's bed, and respectfully said: "Master, I brought Master Sigu."

The person lying on the bed obviously had some difficulty in moving. He was struggling to sit up from the bed, but he seemed a little powerless. Seeing this, Shen Zhong hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and set up the pillow behind him for him to lean on.

Looking at the person in front of him, Lu Sigu almost suspected that he had gone to the wrong room. The person with haggard face, sunken eye sockets and no trace of blood on his face was completely different from what he remembered.

"Uncle, how could you..."

Seeing you again after many years would start with such words, which he never expected. Although he had some psychological preparations, he was still shocked when he saw Lu Linfeng who was so ill.

"A Zhong, you go out first, I want to talk to Xiao Gu alone." Lu Linfeng raised his weak hand with difficulty, and said to Shen Zhong.

"Okay, master." After carefully tucking the quilt up for him, Shen Zhong left worriedly. The moment the door was closed, the emotion in his eyes was dim.

All of a sudden, there were only Lu Sigu and Lu Linfeng left in the room. Such a scene seemed familiar, and Lu Sigu's nerves suddenly tensed up.

"Little Gu."

"Yes."

"Come closer and let me see if you have changed much."

Lu Sigu lowered his head, his eyes moved on the simple wooden floor, but his footsteps seemed to be nailed to the floor, motionless, for a long while, he hesitated and walked over, his legs seemed to be filled with lead.

"The last time I went home was the year you graduated from high school. I came back to find the relics left by your father. I know you don't like to go home, and I will never force you, but at least come back for a reunion dinner during the Chinese New Year. It's still possible."

Lu Sigu stood quietly, silent.

"I know you still care about what Yunchong did to you. What he did was a little too much, but I also punished him. He has suffered enough abroad in these years."

"It's not this..." Lu Sigu spat out these words with difficulty.

"What's the reason?" Lu Linfeng grabbed his hand, his eyes locked tightly on his face that he didn't dare to look at himself, the youthfulness faded away, and the person in front of him was much more mature in appearance and temperament, " Is it because of your father?"

Lu Sigu's eyes dimmed in an instant, and the hand he held was trembling slightly. He wanted to break free, but found that his body was so stiff and numb that he couldn't control it, and his arms seemed to grow on someone else, and he couldn't help himself.

"Come back, no matter what the reason is, this is always your home. The doctor said that my days are numbered. If I can't make it through next spring, I probably won't be able to get up again."

The author has something to say: Ben Xi, the singer I liked very much in high school, passed away. When I wrote this chapter, I was looping the single Snow Season. At that time, there was only one sentence in my head. The snow season leaves...

Young life, like a flower, withers as soon as it blooms.

If I knew it was parting, I would have looked at you more.

In short, cherish the people and things around you, if you have love, chase after it...