Ling Limu had a very, very long dream.
In the dream, he returned to the year when he was 18 years old. He had just come of age and was in the south middle school. One day, a junior who had shocked the entire school turned around.
In the vast sea of people, he looked back and saw Fu Xiyao’s beautiful face..
Ling limu slowly opened his eyes. It was already the morning of the next day. The bright morning light shone in through the layers of gauze curtains. The room was gorgeous and warm.
He turned over and wanted to hug that soft and lovely person, but there was nothing around him. Fu Xiyao was no longer there.
Ling limu quickly sat up. There was a note on the bedside table. On the note was a row of small, beautiful words — hubby, I’m leaving first.
Fu Xiyao left it for him.
She left first.
Ling Limu’s dark eyes were filled with tenderness. He lifted the blanket and got off the bed. He came to the bathroom counter and looked at himself through the mirror.
Life was like a dream. The long dream last night was enough for him to remember his current life.
The current Ling Limu carried the memories of two lifetimes. When he looked at his handsome face, his mind was still filled with the woman he loved the most — fu xiyao.
It turned out that the middle-aged man in the painting was the 30-year-old Ling Limu. He was actually jealous of Ling Limu.
These two lifetimes were filled with his and Fu Xiyao’s love stories.
Ling limu slowly curled his thin lips.
..
The private yacht docked. Ling Limu returned to the company first. In the evening, he sent a text to Fu Xiyao —— dinner together?
Soon, there was a ding. Fu Xiyao’s reply came —— you invited me to a candlelit dinner, I’ll Go!
Ling limu had already imagined her sweet smile, so he sent another —— yes, I’ll pick you up.
—— no need, I’ll go by myself. See you later.
Ling limu put away his phone, took the car keys, and left.
Half an hour later, the XIBEIER luxury car stopped in front of the Western restaurant. Ling limu opened the driver’s door and got out of the car.
At this moment, a childish voice rang out, “Handsome uncle.”
Ling limu looked up and saw that it was little Dou Dou who had run over.
Little Dou Dou was wearing a white shirt today, a black bow tie around his neck, and a pair of overalls. Little Dou Dou, who was born with a noble background and was well-educated, was a young gentleman, the little baby, who was carved out of jade, had a pair of jet-black eyes. He was smart and cute, making people melt at a glance.
Little Dou Dou ran over and hugged Ling Limu’s calf. “Uncle Handsome, you’re finally back. I missed you so much.”
This was the first time Ling Limu had seen little dou dou, Fu Xiyao’s son, in his previous life.
Ling limu bent down and reached out to pick up little dou dou. He gently patted his little head. “Little brother Dou Dou Dou, where’s your Mommy?”
“My mommy will be here soon. Mommy wants me to play with Uncle Handsome for a while.”
Ling limu curled his thin lips and carried Xiao Dou into the western restaurant.
The manager of the Western restaurant came up to him. A tall and straight man was hugging a three-year-old boy with one arm. He had an indiscernible masculine strength and was so handsome that it made one’s hair stand on end.
“Second prince, most of the little princes look like Princess Xiyao, but if you look closely, the Little Prince’s eyes are completely inherited from you. One look and you can tell that he’s a father and son.”
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There was another big update in the afternoon.
Yesterday, he had forgotten to mention that a treasure had seen the figures of Tong Yan and his wife on Ye Lin vs Xiao Die. Sisters above, Don’t leave! After that, it was just an illusion. Ye Lin vs Xiao die was still the classic domineering CEO Wen, the Crown Prince of a more wealthy family than Lu Jinwen and Gu Mohan.
