Chapter 650 Cold and Hungry

Xiao Ke picked up a piece of roast goose for his sister, put down his chopsticks and listened to Long Jiuyan and Bai Zhi talking.

That's right, Daddy and Mommy really don't think they've ever done an appraisal.

"Mr. Long, please stop joking." Bai Zhi took a sip of watermelon juice. God knows she hoped more than anyone else that this was just a misunderstanding.

But the ironclad reality is there, how could it be a misunderstanding.

"I'm not kidding." Long Jiuyan shook the red wine in the glass with a serious expression, "Have you ever thought that you and Lu Juefeng might not be brothers and sisters, or that all this is just an error?"

Long Jiuyan himself couldn't figure out whether he wanted Lu Juefeng to be Bai Zhi's brother or not.

In Long Jiuyan's heart, he has never considered Mu Jianhua a rival.

But Lu Juefeng is different. He is a very challenging opponent.

Xiao Ai, who was immersed in the ocean of delicious food, also noticed the conversation between Bai Zhi and Long Jiuyan. She put down her chopsticks and raised her little ears to listen to what was going on here.

If Daddy and Mommy were not related by blood, she would be willing not to eat delicious food for three years!

Moreover, if all this is just a misunderstanding, Daddy and Mommy will not be in so much pain, and their family of four will not have to be separated.

"A paternity test has been done." Bai Zhi sighed, "Lu Juefeng's father and my father are brothers. This is an unchangeable fact. As for the test of grandchildren, medical science cannot give a definite answer yet. And Lu Juefeng and I, the result is the same whether we do it or not, so why add to the embarrassment?"

"That's such a pity." Long Jiuyan took a sip of red wine with a rather regretful expression on his face, "We lost a strong competitor."

If possible, he actually wanted to try his skills.

He has been lonely in love and in the shopping mall for too long, and it is difficult to find someone.

Long Jiuyan, who had always been conceited, had no fear in his heart, only regret when facing his opponent Lu Juefeng.

Victory without force is a pity in life.

"Just have fun secretly." Seeing this, Xiao Ai looked at Long Jiuyan dissatisfied, "If Daddy hadn't been Mommy's brother, we would have been together as a family of four, so why would it be your turn to challenge us? Daddy!"

Although she likes Long Jiuyan very much, no one can compare to her daddy in terms of love.

Xiao Ke nodded, appreciating his sister's rare ambition.

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Xia Yunsheng and Lu Juefeng stood in front of the mountain gate of Longyin Temple.

Although today is Nagarjuna's Buddhist day, there is no endless stream of pilgrims in front of us.

Longyin Temple was built in the 1980s and is an old temple. It was once prosperous, but I don’t know when it stopped being as prosperous as before.

The vermilion seven-seven-forty-nine door nails are stained with patina, and the bright red wall is peeling off.

There are countless cracks on the bluestone slab, like fragmented spider webs, densely packed and extending intermittently from the feet to the main hall.

There was the sound of Buddha's trumpet in the hall, and the abbot was sitting on a futon, knocking wooden fish in his hand and reciting Buddhist sutras.

Xia Yunsheng sent the prepared incense money to the merit box. She clasped her hands together and said, "Amitabha."

A middle-aged monk wearing monk's robe returned the salute, "Amitabha."

Lu Juefeng came over and put a stack of banknotes into the merit box.

The monk was a little surprised, frowning and lowering his eyes, "Amitabha, your merits are immeasurable."

Lu Juefeng clasped his hands together in return gesture.

Xia Yunsheng secretly glanced at Lu Juefeng. His eyes were slightly closed and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, as if he was smiling, which was completely different from his usual cold demeanor.

It's been a long time since he showed such a relaxed expression.

After worshiping the main hall, Xia Yunsheng pointed to other temples in the back, "Let's go over there and have a look."

Lu Juefeng had no objection.

The two passed through the two Buddhist temples and walked directly to the small door at the end.

Just as he was about to step out of the temple, Xia Yunsheng stopped.

Compared with the front mountain door, the small door at the back is even more dilapidated. Almost all the red paint on it has peeled off and is not protected by the paint. The wooden door has been exposed to many winds and suns, and the wood has cracked a lot.

But this did not stop Xia Yunsheng's enthusiasm.

She pointed to the half-open wooden door and looked at Lu Juefeng with eyes full of expectation, "Do you remember this place?"

Before Lu Juefeng could respond, Xia Yunsheng squatted on the small threshold protruding from the small wooden door again, holding her knees with both hands, and raised a pair of bright black eyes to look directly at Lu Juefeng.

"When I first saw you, you were like this, cold, hungry, and fainted."

Lu Juefeng's stern expression softened instantly, as if a sudden rain had just stopped, and in the clear sky, the bright moon broke through the clouds and the scenery shone brightly.

"You actually remember."

The deep voice is smooth and gentle, like an aged wine, and the aroma that overflows from the jar is enough to make people intoxicated.

Xia Yunsheng looked at him blankly. How long had it been since she had seen this expression on his face?

For a moment, a layer of mist filled her eyes.

She held back her tears and tried her best to maintain a smile, "Of course, I will remember it for the rest of my life."

This is the memory you can't let go of the most. You told it to me over and over again when you were drunk.

"Juefeng, what about you? Do you still remember everything that happened here? Our story begins here."

Xia Yunsheng hugged his knees and tilted his head slightly towards his shoulders.

Unconsciously, she reveals the charm of a little girl.

Lu Juefeng looked at Xia Yunsheng's tilt of his head, his eyes flashing slightly.

Although time had passed, he still remembered the rain that day and the low temperature in the mountains. He was desperate and leaned in front of the mountain gate. Before his consciousness dissipated, a little girl tilted her head and looked at him curiously.

There is a red mole on her forehead, and when she smiles, the little red spot seems to be beating.

Xia Yunsheng in front of him was also smiling.

The smiling face in the memory suddenly overlapped with the Xia Yunsheng in front of her.

The tenderness surging in Lu Juefeng's eyes stopped abruptly.

Xia Yunsheng fell into the gentle look that Lu Juefeng showed unintentionally, but she didn't expect it to disappear so quickly.

She was disappointed in her heart, but she didn't say anything.

Holding on to the wooden door, Xia Yunsheng was about to stand up from the threshold, when suddenly his hand seemed to touch something sharp.

She didn't let go of her hand, but grabbed it with all her strength, feeling a sharp pain in the palm of her hand.

"oops!"

Xia Yunsheng opened her palms, and a wooden thorn pierced her palms, and drops of blood were pouring out of them.

"what happened."

Lu Juefeng came over.

"Nothing, just a thorn."

Lu Juefeng took one look and pulled out the thorn.

Xia Yunsheng's painful tears almost flowed out. The next second, she fell completely into Lu Juefeng's arms.

"Yun Sheng."

"I'm sorry, Jue Feng, I'm bleeding."

Xia Yunsheng leaned in Lu Juefeng's arms and said weakly.

Lu Juefeng directly picked up Xia Yunsheng. With the help of a monk, we came to a rest room.