Lu Shifan sat against a load-bearing pillar, his legs bent and his arms tightly wrapped around it. His head was buried in his knees, and his little shoulders trembled as he cried.
His face was practically a combination of miniature versions of Lu Zhengye and Lin Yusheng.
Even though Lu Zhengye had thought about it a lot these past few days, he still saw through it at a glance.
Wei Qing excitedly pointed at Lu Shifan and said, "This is Lin Yusheng's child."
Lu Shifan didn't know what Wei Qing said. He recalled a scene from a TV show and imagined that Wei Qing had said, "It's him. Catch him."
His face turned pale, but his eyes turned even redder, and he burst into tears.
He knew the best thing to do was to run away, but his legs were too weak to stand up.
Besides, those three uncles were tall and had long legs; his short legs would definitely have been caught after only a few steps.
Yan Wuyong was equally shocked, blaming himself for having preconceived notions, just like Lu Zhengye, assuming that Lin Yusheng had a child with someone else.
But the appearance of this child is such that neither Lu Zhengye nor Lin Yusheng could have given birth to such a child if either of them were missing.
Yan Wuyong was a father now, and he couldn't bear to hear a child crying. He shoved Lu Zhengye, "Your child, aren't you going to comfort him?"
Lu Zhengye felt very helpless inside, but on the surface he remained calm and composed, his thin lips pressed tightly together.
At first glance, he believed that the child in front of him was indeed his son.
These past few days, he couldn't accept the fact that Lin Yusheng was pregnant, so he deliberately avoided paying attention to her, which led to his misunderstanding for several days.
Just as he hesitated and was about to take a step, the elevator door in the distance dinged, indicating that it had arrived.
"Fanfan".
It was Lin Yusheng's urgent voice.
At this moment, Lu Zhengye's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move.
"Mommy!" Lu Shifan stood up immediately upon hearing his mother's voice and shouted loudly.
Lin Yusheng followed the sound, but her mind was only on her precious son, so she didn't see the three men not far away.
Time has left no mark on Lin Yusheng. If one had to say, she has become more gentle and less aloof, making her more approachable.
The sudden encounter caused Lu Zhengye to lose all composure. Wei Qing and Yan Wuyong could clearly see his stiffness and the slight trembling in his hands.
Lin Yusheng wore a white long dress, still a stunning haute couture piece. Her curly hair was now straight, and even her makeup had softened. She exuded a maternal glow.
Lu Zhengye shoved his uncontrollable hand into his pocket, inwardly mocking himself for not being able to forget the person in front of him after all these years.
When Lin Yusheng ran to her son's side, she immediately squatted down and hugged him tightly.
Her first words were an apology: "I'm sorry, baby, it's Mommy's fault."
"Mommy, I'm so sorry, boohoo, I shouldn't have run off like that and made you worry, boohoo." Lu Shifan admitted his mistake while crying.
He swore he would never dare to run around again; his uncles were right, there were still many bad people outside.
From Lu Zhengye's perspective, he could see Lin Yusheng's tear-streaked face and her trembling hands from fear.
He suppressed the urge to rush forward and embrace her, his mind filled with thoughts that if he hadn't been reborn, she definitely wouldn't have given him a second glance.
Lin Yusheng seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up in this direction, meeting Lu Zhengye's cold and ruthless eyes.
She was jolted, her mind going completely blank.
When the person she had been longing for for so long suddenly appeared before her, Lin Yusheng was not only incredulous but also unsure how to react.
Lu Shifan noticed Lin Yusheng's unusual behavior and turned around to look. "Mommy, are they bad people?"
Lin Yusheng could only see Lu Zhengye and did not hear her son's words.
But Lu Zhengye heard it, and for some reason, he felt very uncomfortable.
It seems that besides hatred for Lin Yusheng, another emotion is gradually sweeping over them, an emotion called guilt.
How did she get through pregnancy and childbirth?
He had endured the pain of longing for so many years, but now his eyes were red.
Lu Zhengye struggled internally for a long time, but remained outwardly indifferent.
Lin Yusheng stood up and called out in a daze, "Aye."
This was the first time Lu Shifan had ever seen his mother so distraught, and he couldn't help but scrutinize the three "bad guys."
Lu Zhengye's hands were clenched tightly in his pockets. He didn't respond to her, but coldly said to Wei Qing and the others, "Let's go."
From beginning to end, his actions told Lin Yusheng that he no longer loved her.
Yan Wuyong hesitated, but ultimately said nothing. Their affairs were none of anyone else's business.
Lin Yusheng watched as Lu Zhengye drew closer and closer to her, her gaze fixed on his face, but he didn't even glance at her.
Her words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a sound. Or rather, she simply didn't know what to say in the face of Lu Zhengye.
Lu Zhengye was about to pass by her. As they got closer, she saw a scar at the corner of his eye, which stretched long enough to be hidden in his thick eyebrows, as if he had been injured by some sharp weapon.
Lin Yusheng has not seen any news about him in the past four years, and even when she asked Qin Yi to inquire, she could not find out anything.
She suspected that he must still be on the island of the dead. She didn't know if he was alive or dead, and she didn't dare to think about what kind of life he was living there. Every time she thought about it, her heart ached so much that she felt like she was suffocating.
The scar at the corner of Lu Zhengye's eye was like a microcosm of his life over the past few years, and Lin Yusheng couldn't stop her tears.
Lu Shifan, unaware of what had happened, clutched Lin Yusheng's clothes with a worried expression.
But Lin Yusheng was lost in her own world and didn't notice her beloved son's worries.
Just as Lu Zhengye was about to walk past her, she subconsciously reached out and grabbed his arm.
Lu Zhengye stopped walking, but Lin Yusheng didn't dare to look up at him.
The warmth from his body seeped through his clothes to Lin Yusheng's palms, and she felt incredibly fortunate that they were all still alive.
Lu Zhengye seemed to have grown taller than before; when Lin Yusheng looked at him at eye level, she could only see his broad chest.
"Ah Ye, you..."
"Is Miss Lin trying to use me again, just like before?"
Lin Yusheng had barely finished speaking when she was interrupted by Lu Zhengye's mocking voice.
Her blood seemed to stop flowing, and her hands and feet felt cold.
Lin Yusheng shook her head. "I didn't. Let me explain."
Lu Zhengye sneered, "Fine, go ahead and say it."
After he finished speaking, he turned around to face her, and the sandalwood scent emanating from him made Lin Yusheng almost unable to breathe.
Lin Yusheng had prepared a lot of things to say beforehand, but when they actually met, she couldn't remember a single word.
Lu Zhengye and the others accepted the absurdity of her rebirth, and it was also true that her initial approach was driven by ulterior motives and lies.
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