After Returning with the Child, Ex-Husband Kneels and Coaxes

When An Ning met Lu Xiyan again after four years, she was wearing the cheapest clothes from a wholesale market, had just been slapped, and was squatting at his feet picking up hospital payment slip...

Chapter 141: Pretend You Never Lost Her

Chapter 141 Pretend You Never Lost Her

An Ning's breathing stopped as she looked at her slender white wrists exposed to the air.

Lu Xiyan's eyes suddenly became deep, and he suddenly grabbed her wrist and held it in front of him.

"When did you get the tattoo?"

When the place where the ribbon was wrapped was uncovered, there were two English tattoos, the length of which was exactly the width of the wrist.

An Ning's throat felt dry for a moment, and she said casually, "I got it tattooed just for fun."

Lu Xiyan frowned slightly and looked at the English words carefully - take my mind, take my pain and heal me.

"Why do you want to tattoo this?"

Lu Xiyan's throat rolled as he stroked the tattoo on her wrist with his fingertips.

Take my soul, take my pain, and heal me.

An Ning listened to the sound of his heartbeat in his chest and said casually, "Don't think too much about it. It doesn't have any special meaning. When I got a tattoo, the tattoo artist said this phrase is popular among young people recently, so I got it tattooed."

An Ning turned her wrist and asked with a smile, "Does this count as keeping up with the trend among young people?"

"Just that?" Lu Xiyan seemed unconvinced.

"It's true." An Ning turned from his arms to face him and rubbed his nose. "Don't think too much."

As I rubbed the tattoo with my fingertips, I suddenly felt a raised area.

Lu Xiyan touched the place carefully. It looked like a scar, but he was not sure.

An Ning was shocked. Although the English letters were tattooed on the scar and could not be seen, they could still be felt if one touched carefully.

Seeing his furrowed brow, she quickly stretched out her finger and pointed at the place he was rubbing. "I have a scar here. Is it very obvious?"

"How did you do that?"

"A cat scratched it."

An Ning smiled and clasped her fingers between his, "When I was feeding the kitten, it was guarding the food and scratched me, leaving a scar."

Lu Xiyan asked, "Have you ever had a cat?"

"It's not me who raises it, it's my neighbor." An Ning curled her lips. "She picked up the kitten and raised it from a kitten until it was over a year old. The kitten is very cute, and my neighbor is also a very cute girl."

Hearing that she had made new friends outside of Jinghai, Lu Xiyan asked, "Are you on good terms with your neighbors?"

"Yeah." An Ning nodded and played with his beautiful fingers. "Very good."

Lu Xiyan could clearly sense the subtle disappointment in her voice. He consoled her, "Although you've returned to Jinghai, you can still keep in touch. If she's willing to come to Jinghai, I can arrange a job for her."

The person in his arms shook his head slightly.

"She has never been to Jinghai. She said she really wanted to visit the capital." An Ning lowered her eyes, "But there is no such opportunity now."

"She died, jumping from a building."

"He was less than twenty years old when he died."

"Without her, the kittens starved. When I went to feed the cats, they were very protective of their food after being hungry for several days, so they scratched me."

An Ning didn't cry when she said this, but her voice couldn't help but tremble.

Lu Xiyan's heart sank, and he held her tightly in his arms.

An Ning wrapped her arms around his waist and inhaled his pleasant scent to calm her unstable emotions.

Except for the story about being scratched by a cat, which she lied to him, everything else was true.

But the neighbor girl was her fellow patient.

The girl grew up without a mother and was bullied by her father and classmates. She had serious self-destructive tendencies. When she wanted to die, she picked up a cat, hoping to find some spiritual sustenance.

But the cat ultimately did not become her hope of survival.

She sent a message to An Ning before she died.

She said, Sister An Ning, I can’t support the cat anymore, and I can’t support myself anymore.

For countless days and nights that followed, An Ning kept thinking, if she could hold her back and let her curl up there and live slowly like herself, would the girl be willing to come with her to Jinghai to see this prosperous capital.

She didn't cry out loud, but Lu Xiyan felt a wetness in his chest.

Stroking her back gently, he said in a low voice, "Do you regret not being able to keep her?"

The back that was caressed by the palm of my hand was slightly startled.

He was always the first to detect her emotions and thoughts.

"Have you ever thought that she didn't actually leave you?" Lu Xiyan said softly, "She just jumped out of time and turned into something else around you."

"The bright stars hanging in the sky at night are her, the clouds flashing by during the day are her. The summer breeze is her, and the rain after a long drought is also her. You just pass by each other in every moment of life, but she is everywhere."

These comforting words were not only spoken to An Ning, but also to himself.

It took him a long time to get over the pain of losing his father.

He also told himself that his father was always by his side.

"Ningning." He sighed softly, "Leaving is her choice, but it doesn't mean the end of your friendship."

His hug, his words, and his voice all helped to slowly calm An Ning's emotions.

An Ning raised her head from his arms and met his eyes as deep as the starry sky.

An Ning saw reefs and waves, mountains and swifts, as well as firmness and tenderness in his eyes.

Whether it was four years ago or four years later.

Lu Xiyan will always be An Ning's faith and savior.

"Western Banquet."

"Um?"

An Ning's eyes were still misty, and she curled her lips slightly, "When we get back to Jinghai, I'll give you a gift."

"What gift?" Lu Xiyan laughed, "Do I have to return to Jinghai to give it?"

An Ning nodded, "Because the gift is in Jinghai, I didn't bring it here."

If you send An Xian to him, tell him, Lu Xiyan, this is your biological son.

Won’t Lu Xiyan cry at the banquet?

"Okay, I'll look forward to it." Lu Xiyan pecked her on the lips, "Get up and eat."

He got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, he saw An Ning dressed and sitting on the edge of the bed, looking for her shoes.

He picked up the slippers on the ground and put them at her feet, then watched her put on her shoes and go into the bathroom with a smile.

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom.

Lu Xiyan stared towards the bathroom with his eyes slightly lowered.

He didn't ask An Ning why she regretted it and wanted to reconcile with him.

I didn't ask her what she meant by "I love you really".

What was the reason for the separation four years ago and the reconciliation four years later?

Is her ex-husband Xu Zhijun? Why did they divorce? Why didn't she tell her child about his biological father?

There were so many questions he didn't ask.

He has never been one to run away.

But now, he doesn't want to ask anything and just wants to stay in this world where "An Ning is by his side and An Ning says she loves him."

Because he loved her so much, he ran away from everything that happened for the first time.

As if he had never lost her.

"Western Banquet!"

Suddenly a head popped out from the bathroom door, with a toothbrush in his mouth, his mouth full of white foam.

She smiled and her eyes curved, "Good morning!"

"Ah... no!" she said, realizing it was already evening, and corrected herself, "Good evening!"

Lu Xiyan looked over and smiled gently, "Good evening."