Chapter 108: Chapter 105: Everywhere I Look, There’s Only You
But he didn’t ask for WeChat, let alone his own number.
Lu Xiao, however, said, “No need, I have your mobile number.”
Wen Xian was stunned, looking at him.
Lu Xiao was also looking at her.
How could he possibly not know her mobile number?
He knew all her information.
Wen Xian’s heart started pounding again, she hemmed and hawed without saying much, just nodded her head.
“Then, then I’ll be going.”
Saying so, she picked up her carry-on suitcase, ready to turn and leave.
But, the next second—
She hurriedly turned back, thinking he had something to do.
Instead, he looked at her, his gaze deep, and simply said:
Wen Xian smiled faintly, “You too.”
With that, she turned and left.
Without looking back again.
That was when the smile at the corner of her lips gradually faded as she turned around.
From beginning to end, she had not waited for a clear word from him before she left.
The man at the security checkpoint just watched her go through the check, watching her figure disappear bit by bit from his view.
At that moment, his mobile phone suddenly vibrated.
He looked down to see who was calling and paused for a moment before answering the call.
A gentle woman’s voice came from the other end, “Son, so much time has passed, you should come back for a visit.”
The voice sighed softly and continued, “Mom knows it’s been hard for you to get over that incident, but it’s something we can’t do anything about. What’s done is done, and the living must move on.”
Lu Xiao, possibly reminded of something, tightened his grip on the phone, his lips pressing together lightly.
“Son, no matter what, your father’s condition has worsened, and he’s now receiving treatment at a hospital in Shanghai with an American professor overseeing it.
But as you know, he’s stubborn, doesn’t want me to tell you; Mom knows you don’t want to come back, but if one day he—”
The words trailed off there, no need to say more.
Everyone understood what was left unsaid.
Lu Xiao was silent for a long time before he managed to calm his emotions and finally spoke faintly, “I understand, I’ll make a trip to Shanghai.”
On the flight to Shanghai Pudong.
Wen Xian, wearing sunglasses, sat in first class, looking outside the plane.
Quietly, not knowing what she was thinking about.
Then, a flight attendant came by, smiling gently at her, “Miss Wen, do you still need this backpack? If not, I can put it up above for you.”
Wen Xian’s gaze returned, instinctively falling on her backpack. She smiled and said, “Thank you,” about to hand it over to her.
But, just as she was about to pass it over, she seemed to feel something underneath the backpack and suddenly paused.
Then, she slowly opened the backpack.
She was taken aback by what she saw inside.
Inside the backpack, a sunflower wrapped in kraft paper, with its green leaves, and a bunch of Gesang flowers making an accompaniment.
She knew the meaning of the Gesang flower; in Tibetan, it means ‘safety’.
She slowly took out a white card from the sunflower.
On it was engraved a small script with the sunflower’s language of flowers:
[When you are in sight, no one else matters; everywhere I look, there’s only you.
When you’re with me, you are the sun, and I gaze only at you.
When you’re not here, I lower my head, and see no one else.]
There was a man, who, lonely and proud, silent and reticent, would not express much verbally, so he found another way to convey his inner emotions.
Wen Xian looked at the card: “…”
[Jiu Ge: Ahhh, storm the votes!! The sunflower is the flower of love for Brother Xian and Sister-in-law Lu!]