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Just as Lu Jingxuan and Su Xiangyun were on their way home, Lu Zihao woke up from sleep because he was worried about Su Xiangyun.

He was now opening his eyes, sitting up, and looking at the alarm clock on the side, it was already ten forty in the evening.

However, he had not yet heard footsteps. Uneasy, he got out of bed, opened the door, and saw a dark villa.

He couldn't sleep anymore, and his mind began to wander.

Mom still has a wound on her foot, why hasn't she come back yet? Dad must be with Mom, but he just can't sleep. Even a few days ago, when she was busy with work, her mother always left work on time.

Lu Zihao quietly walked to the edge of the sofa in the living room alone, sat on the sofa, and kept looking at the door.

Lu Jingxuan had already stopped the car at this time and carried Su Xiangyun back to the wheelchair. He pushed Su Xiangyun closer to the house, and as soon as he turned on the light, the two saw Lu Zihao huddled on the sofa.

Su Xiangyun's face was distressed at this time, what time was it, why hadn't he slept yet?

She asked with concern: "Haohao, it's almost eleven o'clock, why don't you sleep?" ”

Lu Zihao saw Su Xiangyun at this time, his calf kicked, ran directly off the sofa, and quickly ran to her side.

He said anxiously, "Mom, you're finally back." It's so late, I wake up and can't see you, I'm not at ease. So, I'll come down and wait for you. As he spoke, he held Su Xiangyun's hand tightly.

Su Xiangyun looked at Lu Zihao, who cared so much about him, gently touched his hair at this time, and whispered: "Haohao, aren't I coming back now?" It's okay, isn't Dad with me? But you, if you want me to feel at ease, you go to sleep. You'll have to go to school tomorrow, or you'll not be able to get up. When she said this, her heart warmed.

Lu Zihao's words and his actions made her feel very warm. She felt his concern for her, she felt sorry for such a five-year-old child, and sleeping at night was very important for the child. But he gave up his sleep time for his own sake.

Lu Zihao raised his head at this time, with a reluctant look on his little face, and whispered: "Mom, I want a goodnight kiss." He said, his big eyes looking expectant.

Su Xiangyun imprinted a kiss on her forehead, and then said, "Okay, go to sleep!" ”

Lu Zihao walked upstairs at this time, and did not forget to look at Su Xiangyun as he walked.

Lu Jingxuan looked at him, from beginning to end, Lu Zihao didn't pay attention to himself, as if he didn't see himself.

He sighed and said, "Look at this kid, he remembers you now." He didn't even greet me just now, and the whole person revolved around you. As he spoke, he pushed the cart to the top of the stairs.

Su Xiangyun listened to the sour taste in his words, and she said with a smile: "How old are you, you are still jealous with the child!" ”

Lu Jingxuan picked her up and whispered in her ear: "Don't look at him as a five-year-old child, his ideas are mature." Anyway, I don't have much place in his heart anymore. However, in your heart, I must have more status than him, and I have to be number one. With that, he carried her back to the room, and sat her down on the edge of the bed.

Su Xiangyun listened to his words, watched him return downstairs, went to get a wheelchair up, and gently closed the door.