Lu Xian moved into the Xu family and called her a distant relative of the Xu family.

Quan Jue came to Lu Xian today to sort out the things she left behind before the accident and send them to her.

This is Lu Xian's own request.

There is also a box of considerable weight.

The box was regarded by Quan Jue as one of the relics left by Lu Xian. It was an old looking sandalwood box with a lock on it, but he didn't open it.

It's not that he didn't want to open it, but that he tried a lot of ways and couldn't open the code lock on the box.

If you have to tear down the box, you will certainly break it.

So Quan Jue didn't tear it down.

Quan Jue didn't want to enter the Xu family, so he and Lu Xian met at an intersection near the Xu family.

Some other fragmentary things, Quan Jue stuffed into a suitcase, the box, he directly handed to Lu Xian.

Lu Xian took it and her arm fell down.

Obviously, I didn't expect that this wooden box, which looks like a make-up box, has such weight.

"What's in it? Why is it so heavy?" Asked Lu Xian.

"I haven't opened it either."

"All right. Xiaojue, are you sure you don't want to move back to live with your mother? " Lu Xian with the pair of gentle apricot eyes, staring at the right Jue asked.

After she found out that she was Quan Jue's mother, she naturally took the role. She didn't feel that this identity was against her age.

"Not interested." Quan Jue said crisp.

While they were talking, a black Mercedes stopped across the road.

The man in the back of the car rolled down the window, across the road, looking at Quan Jue and Lu Xian standing on the side of the road.

At the moment of seeing Lu Xian, Quan Jingzhou's heart beat out of control.

His eyes with greed and love, firmly fixed in the body of Lu Xian.

When the woman and he just knew each other, there was no change. They were still as gentle as water and independent of the world.

Her face had appeared in his dreams countless times.

For the first time in many years, he clearly felt that his heart could still beat so vividly.

"Master Jing, would you like to say hello?" Quan Liu asked Quan Jingzhou.

Quan Jingzhou's eyes on Lu Xian's body, refused to move away, slowly shook his head.

She didn't know what to say to Quan Jue. She always had a quiet smile on her face.

He didn't want to disturb her good mood.

Lu Xian didn't notice that a line of sight was watching her every move. She looked at Quan Jue tentatively and asked: "your uncle wants you to come back to live..."

As soon as she said that, she saw Quan Jue frowning impatiently, and then quickly changed the conversation: "it doesn't matter if you don't want to come back to live. You should have been used to it in Chi's home for so many years. I'll choose a time these two days to visit your adoptive father in person and thank him. "

Habits?

Quan Jue hooked his lips.

He was just used to having someone waiting for him at home when he went back.

"Whatever. Do you have anything else to do? It's OK. I'm going back. " Quan Jue said lightly.

"Your uncle wants to have dinner with you. Do you think you have time? " Lu Xian asked carefully.

She and Quan Jue get along for a few days, deeply felt her son, character is treacherous and changeable, very surly.