Chapter 265: Chapter 262: Mrs. Lu’s Heartache
He watched that scene unfold, his eyes becoming inexplicably dark and troubled—
He sat there, his body stiffening.
When he tried to bow his head, wanting to take out a cigarette, his fingers trembled slightly.
Wen Xian observed Cheng Dongyuan’s actions, her gaze calmly watching him, and she finally smiled faintly, saying,
“Cheng Dongyuan, if only I truly had a brother like you.”
Mature, stable, talented, and caring.
But what was the matter?
He was a man excellent in every way, yet she could not harbor any unclean thoughts about him.
Cheng Dongyuan paused, then looked at her and raised his hand to touch her head, saying a few words, “As long as you’re happy, anything is fine.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Xian immediately shook her head and lowered it, letting out a chuckle.
He said he genuinely would be her brother, and she might consider it, but if his answer was ambiguous, all she could do was to gradually distance herself.
To not hinder him, letting him find his true happiness.
The man in the car watched the two of them walking together, one graceful and one stunningly beautiful, seeming truly well-matched.
They were supposed to match.
Yet why did his heart hurt so much?
The pain made his heart feel as if it was being fiercely torn, like a gaping wound was leaking blood continuously.
The man’s face turned pale.
It seemed that every breath became difficult.
She was getting closer and closer, the two of them still talking about something, her laughter ringing out.
When she laughed, she was extremely beautiful.
Her eyes seemed to hold the stars, her lips curving as if all the colors of the world had faded away.
The brilliant Milky Way of the Tibetan Area couldn’t compare to her smile, more enchanting and beautiful.
She used to laugh like that at him.
But now, she was laughing at someone else.
That smile no longer belonged to… him.
His figure was completely hidden in the dim light inside the car.
The car window was such that one could not see clearly inside from the outside, but from inside, he could clearly see the people outside.
Just watching her slowly coming closer.
The interior of the car was silent, his heart too was silent, as if it had stopped beating.
The car window was cracked open a sliver.
Her laughter instantly flowed in.
Faintly, he could hear the two of them talking.
Wen Xian gazed at the sky, narrowing her eyes, she said.
He accompanied her, walking slowly along the roadside, listening to her say, “If you place, I can build a villa here just for you.”
Wen Xian laughed, “No need, I like log cabins.”
Saying this, she slightly revealed her fair little chin from her collar, gesturing to him:
“Just a small, square one is fine, with a fireplace bustling with flames during autumn and winter, making the log cabin warm, and with the sunrise able to fill the entire cabin with sunlight.”
He felt that such a scene, that truly spoke of comfort, of beauty.
Her eyes still seemed to hold dreams and aspirations.
The man in the car just watched that scene, listening to those words: “…”
At this moment, she was very close to him.
It seemed that as soon as he opened the door, he could reach out to her.
Just to hold her hand, to embrace her waist.
Lu Xiao slowly clenched his hand.
Wen Xian seemed to suddenly feel such a gaze, her eyes abruptly turning toward a car parked by the roadside—