Free Web NovelChapter 963: Chapter 356: [Heartbreaking Fairy Tale] This Tsunami Unended (Part 5)_2
She looked hazily at the misty night outside the window, the man’s heavy breathing in her ears seemed to pound on her heart.
She mumbled and asked, "Do you love me?"
A long, long time ago, the words Lin Chu said most often to Lu Huai’an were those three words, reversed: I love you.
Her deep feelings went unanswered, and gradually she stopped saying them.
Suddenly, she recalled those years of being ignored, she even entertained a ridiculous thought: if she could marry Lu Huai’an, she’d be willing to be a lonely orphan with no love and care in the next life.
For a long time.
Her answer was the man’s silent kiss, suddenly fierce, as if trying to swallow her whole, yet at a certain moment becoming gentle, a small bite at a time, hiding a suffocating repression.
It wasn’t until Qi Ming opened the door with his toy in hand, that Lin Chu came to her senses and pushed him away in a panic.
Her ears slightly reddened, feeling somewhat unnatural for the first time in front of her son, she stood up from the man’s embrace and walked to the door.
Lin Chu bent over to rub her son’s short hair, her voice a bit soft, "What’s wrong?"
Qi Ming actually didn’t see anything; he was too young to sense the intimate atmosphere in the bedroom. freewebnσvel.cѳm
He raised the toy and softly said, "This is new, I can’t assemble it."
While talking, he quietly glanced at Lu Huai’an sitting on the sofa.
Lin Chu’s head hurt a bit; she really couldn’t handle these limited edition assembly toys.
She secretly grumbled: Why does Lu Huai’an always buy toys for teenagers? He’s doing it on purpose, isn’t he?
Several buttons on Lu Huai’an’s collar had been torn open; compared to his suited-up appearance when he came back from the company, he looked more relaxed and casual.
He spoke gently, "Come over here."
Qi Ming took a small step forward, then retreated, and looked up at Lin Chu.
Lin Chu smiled, "Go ahead, you can talk more with Dad, let him teach you how to assemble toys. Next time you’ll know how, and I’ll come out after a shower to play with you."
Qi Ming nodded, "...Okay."
Lin Chu didn’t look in the direction of the sofa again, walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and the hot water flowed loudly. But she just stared blankly at herself in the mirror.
In the steamy room, the reflection in the mirror grew increasingly blurry.
...
Outside the bathroom.
Qi Ming, dressed in pajamas, sat upright on the sofa, watching intently the hands assembling the toy.
Lu Huai’an worked slowly on each step, seemingly giving the young boy time to memorize them, looking up at his son who resembled him so closely, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you want a sister?"
Qi Ming didn’t speak, as if he was thinking.
After a moment, he shook his head.
Lu Huai’an’s hands paused, "Why?"
Qi Ming looked up, his clear eyes pristine and untainted, and softly replied, "When Mom gave birth to me, it hurt a lot, Uncle Jiang said Mom cried for a long time, I don’t want Mom to be in pain."
Very simple words, ordinary to the core, yet they made Lu Huai’an’s heart ache unexpectedly.
The half-assembled toy dropped to the floor, pieces scattering everywhere.
When Lin Chu was pregnant with Qi Ming, Lu Huai’an knew nothing about it. She was alone in a strange city, enduring pain he couldn’t imagine.
When they got married, Lin Chu was not yet twenty, actually only nineteen years old. Even when Qi Ming was born, she was just twenty-three, at this age many girls had just graduated from university.
Yet she was already a mother.
Compared to the severe morning sickness while pregnant with Qi Ming, Lin Chu felt no discomfort this time, which is why she didn’t notice anything, and Lu Huai’an didn’t have this awareness.
When Lu Huai’an heard Qi Ming’s words, it was like a needle popping a bubble, exposing everything hidden inside, leaving it all bloody and messy.
In front of a five-year-old child, Lu Huai’an’s throat choked slightly, "Does Mom cry often?"
Qi Ming’s answer was still a shake of the head, "No, I’ve never seen Mom cry, not once."
When Lin Chu was young, she was a crybaby who would cry nonstop even from a shot.
"What does she do every day?"
"Work, pick me up from school, cook, tell me stories, and take me out to play on weekends. But every time it rains, Mom’s left wrist hurts, and she can’t sleep at night."
Left wrist. freёwebnovel.com
Lu Huai’an couldn’t forget it was a scar he gave Lin Chu.
At first, he didn’t think much of it; it didn’t hurt, so he didn’t care. But over time, it became an old wound that flares up on rainy days. The pain is mild, not incredibly unbearable, but long-lasting, causing sleepless nights.
