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“Alright.”
Huang Hao imdiately made the arrangents. He also advised, “I think Song Ci really likes you. If she’s willing to stay by your side, don’t break her heart.”
Su Youcheng, who had been quiet all this ti, finally spoke.
“I agree.”
Lu Gan smiled.
“I’m not a person without morals. I won’t hurt her.”
After saying that, he continued to pick a present for Song Ci.
When Song Ci returned ho, she realized that Lu Gan was not around and quickly called him.
“Are you outside?”
“Yes, I went to the hospital.”
“What happened?”
Song Ci was extrely concerned.
Lu Gan replied gently, “Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon.”
“Why did you go to the hospital all of a sudden? Are you feeling unwell?”
“No. I’m just accompanying Huang Hao since he had nothing better to do. I also got a check-up for my legs.”
“Why don’t you get a full physical check-up?”
Song Ci still felt worried. After all, this year was coming to an end. According to the original plot, Lu Gan would die soon.
Lu Gan did not refuse.
“Alright.”
Song Ci finally felt relieved.
“Co back as soon as possible.”
“Okay.”
Lu Gan hung up the phone and continued shopping.
Quite so ti had passed.
At last, a necklace caught Lu Gan’s attention. It was made of topaz and shaped like a moon. There were thorns surrounding the edges. Near the tip, a pink rose could be seen. Overall, everything was clear and bright.
The necklace reminded Lu Gan of Song Ci, gentle but strong. As for the thorns, they resembled him. Lu Gan was afraid of getting closer to Song Ci because he might hurt her. She might not care, but he did.
Regardless, Lu Gan bought the necklace along with so winter clothes for Song Ci and the children.
Su Youcheng, Huang Hao, and Mi Qilu helped Lu Gan carry everything. They ate lunch together before going to the hospital.
…
Song Yujin did not really care about the festive period, but Lu Suo felt the complete opposite. Last year, his parents took him out to play. In the evening, they showered him with gifts. It felt magical.
Lu Suo asked Song Yujin, “What do you think my dad and your sister will give us?”
Song Yujin was puzzled.
“Does it matter?”
“Of course. Haven’t you celebrated Christmas before?”
Lu Suo looked at Song Yujin while holding his chin.
Song Yujin shook his head.
Kong Chuyun never had ti to celebrate such occasions. At most, she would stir-fry a few dishes during birthdays and the new year. It was not very lively.
Lu Suo was surprised.
“Did you receive any presents during the new year?”
Song Yujin shook his head again.
“What about Chinese New Year?”
“I got a red packet.”
“Children’s Day?”
“A red packet.”
“Your birthday?”
“A red packet.”
Lu Suo fell silent. Song Yujin’s life was rather tragic. Suddenly, sothing occurred to him.
“Since that’s the case, your sister probably didn’t buy you anything as well.”
Song Yujin nodded.
In the past, “Song Ci” had never bought him any gifts.
This made Lu Suo a little upset. Everyone’s lifestyles were indeed different. He sighed and comforted Song Yujin.
“Actually, gifts are not that important. Every mother shows their affection differently.’
Song Yujin agreed. He looked at Lu Suo’s drooping eyebrows and asked, “Do you want gifts?”
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