Nanxi chatted with Liang Lu for a while, and she always felt that she seemed very reserved and was very cautious in what she said.
"Lulu, I feel uncomfortable if I sit for a long time. Can you accompany me to the bedroom upstairs?" Nanxi looked at Liang Lu and asked.
"Baby? What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable? I'll ask the doctor to come and take a look." The man who was sitting beside Danmin with Zhan Peng but had always focused on his wife stood up nervously with a serious face, "Are you tired from talking?"
"I'm fine, I just want to go up and lie down for a while. Let Lulu stay with me. You don't have to follow me." Nanxi pushed his arm around her waist and signaled with her eyes that he was really fine.
Only then did Balu feel relieved.
Nanxi pulled Liang Lu to the bedroom upstairs. Balu watched her close the door before sitting on the sofa with a cold face.
There is something that cannot be said in private, and she has to be secretive and avoid me. If I had known earlier, I would have sent that woman directly to the Chinese Embassy.
After entering the bedroom, Liang Lu saw flowers all over the floor. She was stunned and looked at Nanxi in confusion.
"This was made by my husband. He had been away from home for a long time and just came back today. He wanted to give me a surprise." Nanxi smiled and wanted to move the flowers beside the bed.
"I'll do it." Liang Lu hurried over, moved the two baskets of flowers away, and helped Nanxi sit on the sofa.
"Xixi, lie down first. I'll move these flowers outside. Otherwise, you might trip over them if you're not careful."
"No need, Lulu, please move over and sit down. I'll ask the servants to move us to the fish pond outside." Nanxi reached out and pulled her.
When we were studying together, she was so warm-hearted that she even rushed to help wash her paintbrush. Every time she went to class with her, Liang Lu always took care of her. It was still the same now. Looking at her face that was soaked with many vicissitudes of life, Nanxi felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
"Lulu, don't be like this. It hurts me."
Liang Lu squeezed her palm and said, "It's okay, Xixi. I'm content as long as I'm still alive."
"Lulu, when Xu Jin told me you might have been taken to northern Myanmar, I was almost scared to death. Fortunately, you're still alive. As long as you're alive, there's hope. Let's move on, okay?"
Liang Lu nodded with difficulty. "I didn't expect that the last people who would remember me in this world would be my teachers and friends, not my relatives."
"I have already communicated with the embassy. You can go there tomorrow. They will arrange for you to return home. I want to ask you, what are your plans after you go back?" Nanxi looked at her with concern.
"I don't know either. Let's just take it one step at a time. I've given up on my parents and don't plan to go back. My hands are broken and I can't paint anymore. The little savings we saved when we opened the gallery together were all drained by that bastard. I'm thinking, why don't I go to Hai City first, find a job and save some money, and then see what happens later."
Nanxi felt even more uncomfortable. After thinking for a while, she looked at Liang Lu.
"Lulu, how about you go to Beijing? I have relatives there, and my husband's brother is also there. I'll try to find you a job with better pay, so you can have an easier life."
Liang Lu's numb heart ached again, and she sobbed and hugged her, "Xixi, don't be so nice to me..."
"Silly, we are friends."
Liang Lu cried and shook her head. "My parents and brothers were not so kind to me. They just wanted to call me back to my hometown and marry me off to get the bride price. My ex-husband who died, forced me to work night shifts when I was pregnant, and he beat my child to death. I was abused by those bad guys in northern Myanmar. No one treated me as a human being. Xixi, there is only you, only you..."
"Lulu, don't think like that. You are so beautiful, have a good personality, are kind and hardworking, cook delicious food, and have a great aesthetic sense. You are very good, but you were unlucky. You were born in a not-so-good family and married the wrong scumbag, but this is not your fault.
You are not yet twenty-five years old. From now on, break free from the constraints of the past, forget those experiences, and live again. Your life is still long. Don't ruin your future because of a bad experience.
These are the words you used to say to comfort me. Have you forgotten? You encouraged me to get through those darkest days. You also have to save yourself, be strong, save yourself again and again, and never give in to fate. This is the Liang Lu I know.
Nanxi hugged her, and the two sisters simply lay down on the bed. Nanxi leaned on Liang Lu as before, and the two chatted, recalling the wonderful college days, every tree and every building in the school, recalling the times when they attended classes together, fed stray cats together, and participated in competitions together.
Later, Nanxi started talking again. At that time, she did not live on campus. The Nan family bought her a small apartment opposite the school, and she often brought Liang Lu to the apartment to accompany her.
Liang Lu was a restless person. When she was around, she wouldn't even let Aunt Ying send an aunt over. Liang Lu cooked all three meals a day. Her cooking skills were better than any of the Nan family's cooks, especially the desserts. Nan Xi always praised her and said that even if she didn't paint, she could still make money by opening a dessert shop...
Downstairs living room.
Danmin was sleepy, so Zhanpeng held his daughter in his arms and coaxed her to sleep. He was reluctant to let her go, so he just held her and let her sleep. He also didn't allow Balu to make loud phone calls, for fear of disturbing his beloved.
Baru glared at him unhappily, took the phone and went out, squatting beside the small fish pond. While stroking the fur of the chubby Nan Nan, he listened to his subordinates on the other end of the phone reporting on the recent movements of the Sa Kun faction in the army.
Sakun's people must go to the Southeast Asian joint military exercise, so he has to make preparations in advance to prevent that grandson from doing anything bad.
Because of the battle record in northern Myanmar, Wu Meng's prestige in the military government and even in Myanmar as a whole has become unshakable. Sakun, who was the second-in-command who could compete with Wu Meng at the beginning, has become less and less visible now, and there are even signs that he is being marginalized by Wu's faction. He will definitely not admit defeat so easily and will definitely take further action.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard at the door.
Balu frowned, thinking that the guard outside had something urgent to report, but when he looked up, he met Song Cai's face full of resentment and extreme coldness. The man raised his handsome eyebrows mischievously, said nothing, pretended not to see, and turned sideways to make a phone call.
Song Cai walked over angrily and saw Balu squatting next to the small fish pond. He kicked him and walked straight inside.
Baru was almost kicked into the pool by him, and he got angry. He cursed and stood up and hung up.
"Song Cai, if I hadn't seen that you were injured and couldn't take a beating, I would have crippled you today."
Song Cai had already sat on the sofa inside. He glared at his good brother who had come after him, picked up the cup on the table, and took a gulp of water. Just as he was about to start scolding, Zhan Peng stood up first.
"Wait, wait, let me get my daughter in first, then you guys can fight. Don't wake my baby up."
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