Chapter 23: White hair as new, as old as before
When he felt that his tears were about to flow out uncontrollably, Lu Xin panicked and covered his face with both hands.
Unfortunately, he still didn't cover it.
Hot tears flowed out from between his fingers, and fell one by one onto Lu Mingchao's palm holding the comb.
Lu Mingchao was a little flustered, the comb slipped out of his hand, and he took out a handkerchief.
"Xiao Xin, put your hands down." Lu Mingchao advised softly.
Lu Xin wiped away his tears heavily, with a sweet smile still on his lips, which made him look even more sad and heartbroken in the eyes of others.
His simple and immature brain did not have too many complicated thoughts. He just instinctively felt that he would feel sad when he saw his family crying, and his sister would also be sad when she saw him crying.
He has to laugh, he can't cry.
Lu Mingchao sighed softly and carefully wiped the tears from Lu Xin's face with a handkerchief.
The young man's eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, and seemed to be flashing with tiny lights, which made people feel pity.
Lu Xin should have grown up to be like Lu Lei, cheerful, open-minded and contented, or like Lu Yao, smart, studious and with a bright future. However, a planned accident brought his life, which could have been full of flowers, to an abrupt end.
From that year on, everyone moved on, leaving only Lu Xin, who could no longer tell his age and only remembered things from his childhood, in the past.
Is this Lu Xin's fault?
no.
Ever since she returned home, she was unwilling to treat Lu Xin as a fool.
At this point, all she could do was treat Lu Xin as a normal child, even if he was a child who would never grow up.
Xie Huaiqian quietly pulled Lu Mingchao's sleeve and silently mouthed "I'll go talk to Daddy."
He doesn't dislike Lu Xin, who is described as stupid by others.
The clear and bright eyes brought him peace of mind, not disgust.
Lu Mingchao nodded slightly and continued to focus his attention on Lu Xin.
The moment the door curtain was opened, a breeze carrying the breath of winter rushed in.
Lu Xin leaned on Lu Mingchao's knees, and Lu Mingchao patted Lu Xin's back gently. Time seemed to stand still.
It was not until Lu Xin completely stopped sobbing that Lu Mingchao slowly spoke, "Xiao Xin, can you tell me what's on your mind?"
The crying tone in Lu Xin's voice has not yet completely dissipated, with a soft and hoarse voice, "Sister, I like the days when you are at home."
“I like it now.”
"Since my sister is here, the weather has cleared up."
From beginning to end, Lu Xin never asked his sister if she could not get married.
He knew that getting married was a serious matter, for his sister and the whole family.
Lu Mingchao continued to pat Lu Xin's back, his voice still gentle and patient, "Xiao Xin, I will still be your sister when I get married."
"In this world, you are my only blood brother."
"You're the only one."
Many times, love is the only thing that can keep people from worrying about gains and losses.
"Xie Yan also lives in Changxi Village, very close."
"If you want to live with me, I will discuss it with Xie Yan later."
"But can you really bear to leave your grandmother, parents, elder brother and younger brother behind and stay with your sister all day long?"
Lu Xin looked up, feeling a little hesitant and confused.
"Well, can I stay with my sister for a few days, then come back and stay for a few days, and then go find my sister again?"
"Grandma, Mom and Dad, my eldest brother and my second brother can't see me anymore, so they will miss me."
"I will miss my sister too."
"Sister, you can come back with me."
Lu Xin's eyes lit up again, and a smile of pure joy appeared on his face, which had just wiped away his tears.
This is Lu Xin, sorrow and joy in an instant.
Lu Mingchao sighed silently. Actually, this is quite good.
"Sister will discuss this with Xie Yan later."
"Be good, Xiaoxin. Don't keep your worries and ideas to yourself in the future. Tell your sister."
Lu Xin lay on Lu Mingchao's lap again, smiling brightly and clearly.
"I didn't hold it in."
Xie Yan's voice came through the heavy curtains. "Ming Chao, no need to discuss. I have no opinion."
"Your family will be my family too."
This is exactly the same as what Lu Mingchao told Xie Huaiqian.
Lu Mingchao smiled and said, "Okay."
Xie Yan, who was standing outside the curtain, seemed to be able to imagine Ming Chao's expression at that moment.
Those eyes must have crushed all the sunlight, with bright light floating in them.
The corners of the mouth must be upturned, and the eyebrows must be curved.
The question that Lu Yao asked him suddenly popped up in his mind again.
Why did he fall in love with Chao Chao after just a few days of being together, and was even willing to tear open his bloody scars and show them to Chao Chao.
He seemed to have a more accurate answer.
"In the Ming Dynasty, my white hair will be as fresh as new, and my hat will be as good as before."
Xie Yan's slightly muffled voice, along with the wind, passed through the heavy curtains and reached Lu Mingchao's ears clearly.
The depth of emotion is never measured by time.
He saw the Ming Dynasty as if he saw the rest of his life.
The white hair is as new as before, and the hat is still as old as before.
The smile in Lu Mingchao's eyes deepened as he whispered just eight short words.
What does it matter if there are ups and downs on the road ahead?
"Sister, sister, your hair is white as new, and your head is still as white as before, what does it mean?"
Lu Xin gently pulled Lu Mingchao's sleeve and asked in a low voice.
Lu Mingchao's cheeks flushed unnaturally. "Some people seem to be new acquaintances even though we have known each other for a long time. Some people seem to have known each other for a long time even though we have just met. We feel like old friends right away."
"Then my sister and I are the same." Lu Xin blurted out.
Lu Mingchao flicked Lu Xin's head with his finger without saying a word.
In fact, even today, one can still see Lu Xin's youthful intelligence.
As soon as Xie Yan said it, Lu Xin could repeat it.
Once she explained, Lu Xin could clearly choose the appropriate part.
How can I not feel regretful?
"Sister, will I be a burden in the future?"
"Everyone says that I will only drag down my family and make them live in unrest." Lu Xin's voice was deep, muffled and unclear.
Lu Mingchao listened carefully and was able to distinguish them.
"If you have something on your mind, it's good to ask about it."
"Xiao Xin is very well behaved, a good child." Lu Mingchao first affirmed Lu Xin.
"How can Xiaoxin be a burden?"
"In my heart, people are fickle and the world is complicated, but Xiaoxin will always be clear and pure without any dust."
"I am very happy to have Xiaoxin here."
"If anyone calls you a burden again, you should confidently tell them loudly that Xiaoxin is not a burden, but a treasure."
"Just say what my sister said. If you are not convinced, come to me."
With just a hammer, she has made a name for herself in Changxi Village.
If you are a bad talker, then let’s try again.
Lu Xin whispered softly, he is a treasure.
My sister said he is a treasure.
Lu Xin wanted to cry again.
It wasn't the kind of crying that came from being suffocated or uncomfortable, but rather crying out of joy that made me want to bubble up.
Yes, his eyes were about to bubble out of their sockets.
"Sister, you are more precious than any other treasure."
Lu Mingchao couldn't help laughing, and he could hear the tears of smile in Lu Xin's voice. "Don't cry, or I'll have to change my clothes if you keep crying."
Lu Xin: This is not crying, this is bubbling with joy.
Okay, I won’t smoke anymore. I’ll smoke secretly before I go to sleep at night.
Is he that important?