Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Nothing," Lu Xiaohua picked up a small steamed bun and put it in his mouth. The buns were juicy and thin, and when they sipped, they almost ate the juice first, then bite, and the meat inside was melted in the mouth .

"Little flower," Gao Yi reached out and clenched her hand.

"Eh?" Lu Xiaohua avoided his hand without leaving a trace, and then clamped a small bun to eat.

"Xiaohua, shall I take you back and you will meet my mother?"

The chopsticks in Lu Xiaohua's hands paused for a moment, and then a bun wrapped in nothing, and Gao Yi was still waiting for her answer. Until a bun was eaten, Lu Xiaohua slowly put down the chopsticks and wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel.

"Okay," she smiled at Gao Yi, but there were not many smiles in her eyes.

She remembered what Chu Li had said today.

"Gao Yi, do you hide anything from me?"

"Hiding you, don't you?" Gao Yi reached out and straightened her hair. "I have anything to hide from you. What you want to know, I told you."

"I believe in you," Lu Xiaohua smiled, but there was always some unknown meaning beneath her slightly drooped eyelashes, but Gao Yi did not find it.

After seeing the parents of both sides, even if the order between them was settled, Lu Xiaohua didn't know if she really wanted to live with this man.

In fact, he could have a lot of opportunities to tell her that he was looking for someone to hypnotize her. She used to be Xia Ruoxin and he himself had a marriage.

She didn't ask, but waited for him to answer, but it seemed that Gao Yi never wanted to tell her these affections.

When she reached the door of Gao's house, Lu Xiaohua didn't have much tension. She didn't know if she would go on with Gao Yi, but it was obvious that sometimes she thought about it and did it. She did n’t You need poetry, and you don't need to ... remember.

"Hmm ..." Gao Yi knocked on the door, then clenched Lu Xiaohua's hand, "You can rest assured, my mother is very nice, and my family is very simple, only my mother and a younger brother."

Lu Xiaohua smiled at him, but she put her gaze on Gao Yi's hand, and her gaze was slightly subtle.

When the door opened, Wei Lan stepped out, and when she saw her son seemed to be agitated, when she was about to speak, she saw the young woman standing beside her son.

This is what the son mentioned to her. Lu Xiao drew the paintings of the Lu family. The real famous ladies, but now, it seems that they are not back at the right time.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?" Gao Yi saw Wei Lan's appearance and thought she was uncomfortable.

"I'm okay," Wei Lan smiled, but her eyes couldn't help but look inward, as if there was something not so good inside.

"Mom, let's go ahead," Gao Yi clenched Lu Xiaohua's hand, and Lu Xiaohua could feel it. Wei Lan seemed to be a little familiar, but she didn't know where she had seen it, so her eyes flashed. She flashed. She should have known her when she was Xia Ruoxin.

Wei Lan wanted to say something, but in the end, he opened the door and let them in. Several people walked into the room. Wei Lan hurriedly poured water for them, but Gao Yi caught it. she was.

"Mom, sit down first, don't worry, I haven't introduced you yet."

Gao Yi took over Lu Xiaohua's shoulder. "She is Lu Xiaohua, my girlfriend. Come and see you today."

"Oh, well, Miss Lu, you are welcome," Wei Lan seemed to speak a little bit upside down, and she spoke no matter how often she spoke. This was not the case with her before.

Not only Gao Yi, but her abnormality, and even Lu Xiao's paintings that do not impress her now, feel a little bit wrong.

"Xiao Yi ..." Wei Lan stood up, she just wanted to say something, but the door of a house inside opened, and a woman who was not too good looking and was too emaciated came out of it.

"Yi, I'm back ..." She smiled weakly at Gao Yi, and at this time, the smile on Gao Yi's face all froze.

"Mom, why did she come to our house?"

Wei Lan sat trembling on the sofa, her face was not very good, it seemed to remember something, that kind of sadness, it seemed easy to make people feel.

"Yi, don't blame your aunt," the woman came over and stood in front of Gao Yi. She raised her face. She didn't want to laugh, but it felt miserable.

"My dad was ill, and his heart disease recurred. It was gone yesterday," she said, and she reached out her hand and hugged Gao Yi's waist tightly, and buried her face in Gao Yi's arms, and then suppressed The cry came from her.

At this point, even a stranger could not push away a woman who was crying so embarrassed, and a woman who lost her only loved one.

Wei Lan's body stiffened, and then she clenched her hand on the knee, and she could see water drops dripping on the back of her hand.

Although I didn't care, it was another day of death, but my heart hurt.

At this time, Lu Xiaohua felt like she was an outsider. She occupied the space here, the air here, she was separated by them to a great distance, and the distance between her was her. There is no way to approach.

Who is this woman? She didn't know who this woman's father was, and she didn't know? She didn't know anything, and she didn't even know how she came back here with Gao Yi, how she got between them, and how she was isolated.

She turned around, walked to the door, and put on her shoes. Gao Yi had never seen her from beginning to end. He was still talking about the woman in his arms. He might be listening, thinking, or maybe It's sad, but all this has nothing to do with Lu Xiaohua.

Carrying her bag, she left, and no one even sent her back. The high heels she wore on her feet were extremely sharp and hurt her feet.

Today, she chose these high heels, obviously some of them were wrong.

She took out her mobile phone, but found that the mobile phone didn't know when the screen turned black. She remembered that she didn't charge yesterday. She stopped and wanted to find a car for herself, but there was no A car, to walk to the next bus stop, she may have to walk for half an hour, and she regretted that she chose high heels instead of flat shoes.

Gently sighed, she stepped on this pair of nearly eight centimeters of high heels and walked step by step until a car stopped next to her and the door opened, a man had stood by her before.