Chapter 1060 The Doll Is Really Not Hers

"Dad, Xiao Yudian's doll," Xiao Yudian stretched out her little hand to find her doll. She lost the doll, and Chu Lu directly pulled the quilt away. Sure enough, the doll was inside the quilt. He was holding the doll and wanted to give it to his daughter, but when his fingers touched the doll, he seemed to be burned.

This doll, this doll is not...

He took the doll over and placed it in front of his eyes. It seemed to be the one that Xiao Yudian had always held in his arms and loved the most. The doll was already old, and even the clothes on the doll were almost worn out. It turned white after washing, and there were traces of patching on the doll's clothes. This was because the light rain accidentally tore the doll's clothes. Ruoxin repaired them stitch by stitch. In four years, what did Xia Ruoxin do? I haven't learned anything yet, but my skill in mending clothes is excellent. After mending clothes, there are almost no traces.

He pinched the piece of fabric with his hand, and sure enough, although he couldn't see clearly with his eyes, it was indeed patched.

"Baby, where did you get this?" He almost asked in a trembling voice. This was a doll. He thought he had lost it a long time ago. He thought he would never find it again, but why is he back to Xiaoyu now? Pointed in hand.

"Mom gave it to Xiao Yudian," Xiao Yudian hugged her baby and rubbed her little face against the baby's soft face very affectionately.

Chu Lu was a little disappointed, but for some reason, he began to be vague about the name Lu Xiaohua, but in the end, he placed everything on Gao Yi.

Maybe Gao Yi took it away, maybe Gao Yi was still thinking about Ruoxin, maybe like him, he found his daughter in order to find a memory, but what Gao Yi found was a baby.

However, he didn't know why Gao Yi was so intentional about Xiao Yudian now. Could it be because Xiao Yudian was his daughter? But didn't he know whose daughter Yudian was?

"Dad," Xiao Yudian pulled Chu Lu's sleeve, "Xiao Yudian is hungry."

Chu Lu rubbed his daughter's little head and prepared to take her to dinner, but he did not dwell on the matter between Gao Yi and the baby.

Once again, Lu Xiaohua sat in front of Chu Lu. This was not the first time she saw this man, but for some reason, for the first time, the man in front of her felt that her feet were not It was so comfortable that she kicked off the chair. Today she was still wearing a pair of slightly flat shoes. She exhaled some of the turbid air in her lungs, then lowered her head and gently stirred the juice in the glass with the straw in her hand.

"Miss Lu, thank you," Chu Lu had no other thoughts and really wanted to say thank you to Lu Xiaohua.

"You're welcome, it's all for the sake of the children," Lu Xiaohua's eyelashes twitched slightly, but sometimes the light blocked by the man next to him could fall. He was too stiff and indifferent, and spoke and acted like a hard stone.

But people like this seem a bit familiar...

Chu Lu also picked up the cup. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the long eyelashes drawn by Lu Xiao. The slightly trembling eyelashes seemed a little familiar. This woman had been tit for tat with him from the beginning, and the Lu family For everyone, Lu Xiaohua's identity is too unfamiliar and difficult to understand.

But people like this seem a bit familiar.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Xiaohua suddenly raised his head and noticed Chu Lu's appraising gaze.

It was nothing. Chu Lu withdrew his gaze, and there was nothing embarrassing about it.

"Thank you for returning the doll to Xiao Yudian." He picked up the cup and put it to his lips, "That Zeng Jin was Xiao Yudian's favorite doll."

"Return?" Lu Xiaohua was now inexplicably sensitive to the word return.

Also, what else? It was originally her doll. She had played with it since she was a child. It belonged to her. How could it be returned, given, given, or sold? You couldn’t use the word return, right?

Before she could say anything, she heard Chu Lu's voice continuing, "That's the doll that Ruoxin bought for Xiao Yudian. She bought it for her daughter with the money from selling her own blood. So, Xiao Yudian likes it very much and keeps holding it. Although the doll is old, it is still her favorite toy. In her heart, this toy is herself and no one can replace it."

"After losing the doll, I have never found the same model. Three years ago, the doll was a final work made by a famous toy master in memory of his wife. Although the price is not high, it is a limited edition. , so it’s hard to find.”

Lu Xiaohua's fingers holding the straw couldn't help but pause.

"You said, that doll was only available three years ago. Didn't it exist before? Can't it be found?"

"Of course," Chu Lu put down the cup again, then raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

"Ms. Lu, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to come see me, and thank you for helping to take care of my daughter. If there is anything I can do to help, I will spare no effort."

"No need," Lu Xiaohua still gently stirred the juice in the cup, but did not take a few sips. Her long eyelashes at this time also blocked the excess emotions and thoughts in her eyes.

"Miss Lu, do you need me to take you back?" Chu Lu has already picked up his things. He has a meeting to hold later, so he doesn't have much time.

"No, I want to sit down for a while," Lu Xiaohua raised her head and said distantly to Chu Lu, and her eyes were also vaguely covered with a layer of defense, and there were some incomprehensible things. .

Chu Lu frowned slightly, nodded to Lu Xiaohua, and then strode away. However, when he reached the door, he stopped without knowing what he was looking at. It fell on Lu Xiaohua for a long time.

Lu Xiaohua picked up the cup, placed the straw in the cup on the table, and then drank the juice in the cup in one sip. The sweet and sour taste spread in her mouth, but the aftertaste was It becomes bitter.

She didn't know whether it was bitter first and then sweet, or whether it was bitterness and reflection. She couldn't tell the reason.

It was still night time, and it was very quiet. It was so quiet that you could hear the breathing of a person, and after the breathing, there was the restless dream of the woman on the bed.

She sat up suddenly, and there was an icy chill on her back.

With a snap, she turned on the lamp above the bed, and habitually reached into the quilt to look for the doll. Every time she had a nightmare, she wanted to hold the doll and find some comfort. She didn't know if the doll warmed her or if she found the doll.

But after touching it for a long time, she finally remembered that the doll was no longer there.