Chapter 982 I Love You Very Much

She stood by the door, looking at the wall through the slightly open gap, with a painful look on her face missing the warm embrace of her deceased wife.

She pursed her lips and laughed mockingly.

Heh... After all these years, she was no match for a dead person.

...

Lan Xiao followed Wen Muchu to dinner and went home, his mood was always low.

The whole person was sullen, often lying on the sofa, motionless.

Lan Xiao reviewed her homework, and when she saw Wen Muchu like this, a trace of distress flashed across her eyes.

She glanced at some red wine on the wine cabinet, and then her eyes lit up slightly.

Immediately, she took a bottle of red wine and two goblets, squinted and smiled, and squeezed to Wen Muchu's side.

"Come... Let's have a drink... Chu Chu, I don't know what's going on. Today, I really want to drink... Let's not get drunk tonight and end it, okay?"

Wen Muchu suddenly returned to his senses, and glanced at Lan Xiao in surprise.

His gaze swept around the red wine she was holding.

Then, he raised his hand and touched Lan Xiao's head.

"Good...you're not good at drinking, so don't bother. What if you're drunk and feel uncomfortable?"

Lan Xiao blinked, then pouted.

"No, I just want to drink. With you taking care of me, I'm not afraid even if I get drunk."

Wen Muchu shook his head, still disapproving.

Lan Xiao didn't give up, shook his arm, and acted coquettishly for a while.

Unexpectedly, Wen Muchu is simply a person who can't get in.

Lan Xiao almost died of anger.

Holding the red wine, she stood up suddenly, gritted her teeth and stared at Wen Muchu.

"Okay...you don't drink with me, I drink it by myself...hmph...I'm drunk, you don't have to worry about it..."

Lan Xiao said, turned around and left.

She opened the door to the small yard and sat down on the swing.

At this time, the sky was already pitch black.

A few stars twinkled in the dark night sky.

Lan Xiao looked up at the sky, opened the red wine, and poured out half the glass.

Then, she raised her head and took several sips.

She choked badly because she drank a little too hard and coughed piercingly.

Wen Muchu came over at some unknown time, squatted behind Lan Xiao, gently patted her back with his big warm palms, and combed her breath for her.

Lan Xiao choked with tears, and immediately leaned on Wen Muchu's shoulder a little uncomfortable.

Wen Muchu sat next to Lan Xiao and took her in his arms.

At this moment, neither of them spoke.

But without any language, both of them knew what each was thinking.

Lan Xiao pursed her lips and cried in a low voice.

Wen Muchu frowned, stretched out his hand to squeeze her lower jaw, and wiped away the tears from her cheeks with her long fingers.

"Okay, why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry, I was choked..." Lan Xiao explained feebly.

Wen Muchu smiled helplessly, but there was nothing he could do with Lan Xiao.

"Okay... we didn't cry, we just choked."

Lan Xiao's small head rubbed in his arms a few times.

Then, she raised her head, stared at Wen Muchu, and said in a very hoarse voice, "Chuchu, I feel sorry for you... I feel sorry for you, my heart hurts so much."

Wen Muchu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, pressed his forehead against hers, and asked in a low voice, "Why do you feel bad for me? I'm very happy now..."

Lan Xiao shook his head and sniffed.

"I'm not saying now, I'm feeling sorry for you when you were young. You are obviously the son of the president, but you have been living in the people, and you have suffered so much at such a young age. How did you survive when you were so young? Ah? Compared with you, I don't think I know how happy I am... Although my mother died because of Xing Bo, I still have my father's favor by my side. And you, at that time, so young How scared and desperate you should be."

A moving expression flashed across Wen Muchu's eyes, he pursed his lips and hugged Lan Xiao tighter.

"It's okay, everything is over. Don't you want to drink? I'll accompany you to drink..."

Wen Muchu filled his glass with red wine and only poured a little bit into Lan Xiao's glass.

Lan Xiao doesn't like drinking either. She shouted for it just now, just so that Wen Muchu could find an outlet to vent her emotions.

She lifted the cup and took a sip.

Wen Muchu raised his head and drank it.

Lan Xiao didn't persuade him, just stayed by the side, watching him drink quietly.

After drinking a glass or two of red wine, Wen Muchu's face gradually became flushed.

After a bottle of red wine, his eyes gradually became blurred.

He picked up the empty glass and had to pour more wine, but Lan Xiao immediately stopped him.

"Chuchu, it's alright, stop drinking, let me have a conversation with you?"

Wen Muchu was stunned for a while, then he raised his hand and held Lan Xiao's cheek.

Then, his thin lips fell on hers.

Lan Xiao only felt that at this moment, the smell of alcohol came from his nose——

It was the first time she felt that alcohol could be so confusing.

Her cheeks turned red all of a sudden.

Wen Muchu pursed her lips and smiled in a low voice: "You shy little girl, why are you blushing again?"

Lan Xiao shook his head and buried his cheeks in his arms: "I'm not shy, you are blinded..."

"Yes... I'm dazzled... I saw it wrong." Wen Muchu quickly agreed gently.

Lan Xiao's heart swayed slightly.

Even though he was drunk, Wen Muchu was still unbelievably gentle.

She reached out and hugged Wen Muchu's waist tightly.

The two of them sat on the swing, looking up at the dark night, smelling the alcohol that permeated their bodies——

Wen Muchu's palm rubbed against her little face, and the more he touched it, the more he couldn't put it down.

He hugged her tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Xiao, no one can separate the two of us... Whoever dares to separate us, I will kill whoever... You know? No one is as important as you..."

Lan Xiao had no choice but to realize that Wen Muchu was indeed a little drunk at this moment.

When he is awake, he will not say these words that are full of viciousness and murderous aura.

"Well... we won't be separated." Lan Xiao echoed in a low voice.

Wen Muchu pursed his lips and smiled, he put his arms around Lan Xiao's arm and tightened his strength.

"Do you know? I love you very much... You know, where did we meet for the first time? People say that at a glance, I didn't believe that feeling before, I always thought they were bullshit. But, since I met you and saw you for the first time, I have understood the meaning of a thousand years."

Lan Xiao's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked tentatively.

"Hey... the first time we met, wasn't it when the credit class started?"

Wen Muchu smiled mysteriously, his eyes flickered, staring at Lan Xiao.

"Not at school..."

Lan Xiao was stunned, and looked at Wen Muchu in surprise.

"Ah... where is that? Why don't I have any impression?"