When I was a child, even getting a shot would make cry heartbreakingly; if I scraped my knee from a fall, I would nestle in his arms and shed tears continuously.
Four days ago, the whip Lin Zongjun lashed onto Lin Chu’s back was probably the most painful experience she had endured so far in her life.
How could Lin Zongjun not know she was lying? There is a special way of communication between father and daughter, words unnecessary.
He changed the subject, his voice kind and gentle, "The wedding is set for September. Your wedding dress, Daddy will design it himself."
There’s still nearly three months, there’s ti.
Hearing her father say this, Lin Chu didn’t show any surprised emotion either.
Lu Huai’an appearing at the Lin Family, coming to her room, applying dicine for her, feeding her als, all of it indicated he had already compromised.
Even if he was forced to.
Lin Chu, arms linked with her father, leaned her head on his shoulder, her gaze steadily watching the blazing sumr outside the glass window.
About half a minute later, she curved her lips into a smile, her voice lively as she asked, "My birthday is also coming soon, why not set it on that day?"
"Silly child," Lin Zongjun tapped her forehead, his eyes full of doting affection, "A birthday is a birthday, how can it be combined with a wedding anniversary?"
Xiao Chu...
I hope your persistence is right.
I hope Huai’an loves you more than Daddy does.
I hope the marriage you long for will last forever.
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Lin Chu stayed cooped up at ho for more than half a month, only being let out because of the school’s final exams.
The scar on her back had ford a scab long ago, it no longer hurt. As long as she didn’t wear clothes that exposed her back, others wouldn’t notice. Her wrist was still wrapped in bandages, but as long as she didn’t carry anything as heavy as a shot put, there wouldn’t be much problem.
After finishing her last exam, Lin Chu, feeling so stifled she was limp, invited Wanxia, Jiang Muzhou, and Xu Qiubai out for a al.
"I’m getting married, why do you two have such gloomy faces?" Lin Chu looked at the two sitting across from her, her face wearing a carefree smile, "We’ve known each other for nearly twenty years, haven’t we? Aren’t you happy for ?"
Why do even her best friends think she’s unsuitable with Lu Huai’an?
Why, although Mr. Lin smiles, there’s always a faint worry in his eyes when he looks at her?
Why... not even she is as happy as she imagined?
Perhaps because it was forced, so compared to years of anticipation, it’s a little ridiculous... Lin Chu thought.
Lin Chu drank too much, so her voice was a bit drifting as she spoke. Wanxia looked at her, pulling a smile that wasn’t quite sincere, her lips curving with so effort but not for long.
No one else knew what happened in Lu Huai’an’s apartnt that day, but she did.
But if emotions could be controlled, there wouldn’t be so many lovesick n and won unable to have the one they love in the world.
She herself was trapped in a mire without seeing any light, unable to escape, and was sinking deeper day by day. How could she have the right to advise Xiao Chu?
"Congratulations on your dream coming true," Wanxia picked up her wine glass and clinked it against Lin Chu’s goblet. The smile that was initially forced turned natural, even her eyes were smiling, "Oops, I an, congratulations on about to enter the ranks of married won."
"Thank you very much!" Lin Chu blinked and downed the red wine in her glass.
No one knew she still had injuries on her back, so they wouldn’t stop her.
"Xu Qiubai, what’s wrong with you?" Lin Chu’s gaze shifted to the right, looking at Xu Qiubai, who hadn’t said a word since receiving her invitation, "Why do you keep glaring at ?"
So affections, once spoken, signal an end.
Xu Qiubai had stayed by Lin Chu’s side as a friend for nearly twenty years, while she chased after Lu Huai’an’s shadow, he quietly followed her.
Lin Chu forcibly turned back with Lu Huai’an to look at her, but he couldn’t emulate any such action.
Impossible things, the beginning is the end.
So, this silent, unspoken crush, should co to an end.
Xu Qiubai picked up his wine glass, leaned forward, and lifted it to Lin Chu, a sincere smile on his face, "Xiao Chu, congratulations to you."
Lin Chu also smiled, clinking glasses with him.
Jiang Muzhou was the calst among the three, seemingly having predicted everything, eating and drinking as usual.
Having him there, there was no fear of awkward silence.
Whether it was raunchy jokes or so trivial matters that usually went unnoticed, everything he said was amusing, and Wanxia and Xu Qiubai gave him trendous face, making the atmosphere at the table very relaxed.
As Lin Chu transitioned from a girl to a woman, certain things would gradually change unnoticed.
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