Staying at my best friend's house, she was spotted by her gangster uncle

Lu Zetian stood up and was a head taller than her. This height difference was perfect.

The little girl pulled his hand:

"Uncle, come with us."

He looked at Murong Yue and was dragged into the crowd before he could refuse.

There is no need to conceal this kind of communication, perhaps because it is too real.

Lu Zetian started playing with the children in a somewhat clumsy manner.

His tall figure seems out of place yet inexplicably harmonious among the group of children.

The children gathered around him, laughing and playing. Some climbed onto his back, while others pulled at his clothes and played hide-and-seek in circles.

It's quite strange, the unfamiliar environment has a sense of déjà vu.

Murong Yue stood aside and watched the scene with a smile. The sunlight poured down, giving him a layer of warm golden edges.

Lu Zetian held a little boy and pretended to fly a plane, making the sound of a plane flying:

"Dudududu~" made the children giggle.

She didn't know who he was, and she didn't need to know at all. They were like two strangers yet familiar people.

At this time,

The little girl ran to Lu Zetian with a freshly picked flower and said in a baby voice:

"Uncle, this is for you."

Lu Zetian squatted down and took the flowers, gently pinched the little girl's face and said:

"Is this for me, are you sure?"

The little girl smiled shyly:

"Yeah~ I like you."

The kids around ran over and said:

"Shy~shy~"

Everyone laughed at her, and Murong Yue also came over:

"Xiaoyou, why do you say you like your uncle? You are too young, don't say such things, others will be embarrassed."

The little girl was called Xiaoyou. She was born deaf in one ear and was thrown at the door of an orphanage by her parents on the first day of her birth.

A pair of big eyes, blinking at her:

"Sister Yue, why can't you tell me?"

I grew up in an orphanage and have never felt love, or warmth.

She longed to have someone she loved, like the adults on TV, and have her own family.

Murong Yue didn't know how to explain, and looked at Lu Zetian embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry, she's still young, I hope I didn't offend you."

"Oh~ It's okay, the kid is very cute."

Xiaoyou looked up at them, not understanding the distance between adults.

She thought that if she loved him she had to marry him, and she didn't understand what adults meant by "love" at all.

"Uncle, do you have a girlfriend?"

When she asked me this, I was a little incoherent:

“No…no?”

Xiaoyou took his hand:

"Then I will be your bride in the future."

Murong Yue blushed for her:

"Xiaoyou~"

She quickly covered her mouth, looking very cute, and Lu Zetian couldn't help but laugh.

We gradually became familiar with each other, and it was much easier to get along with the children.

After they were tired of playing, they sat down with the children to rest.

Sitting on the grass in a circle, the children shared their little dreams.

All kinds of dreams.

Some want a remote control car, some want to be a pilot, and some want to be a police officer when they grow up.

These fantastic ideas are not groundless and will definitely be realized in the future.

Lu Zetian witnessed everything, and his eyes became extremely gentle.

It was as if all the calculations and coldness in the business world had disappeared, and at this moment there was only pure happiness and warmth.

These children are extremely touching, like an unexpected reminder.

It reminded him that he once had dreams just like them, simple and pure.

It was time for the children to eat, and they all ran into the cafeteria.

"Thank you, thank you for being with them and giving them warmth."

In fact, it was not that he gave them warmth, but that he was touched by these children.

"No, I like them too."

Murong Yue looked in their direction:

"They are all very pitiful children who have never seen their parents since they were young. They long for the love and care of their families. If you like to do charity work, you can come here every weekend."

Public welfare?

Lu Zetian really didn’t have time. He postponed two meetings today and came out privately.

He felt very tired these days, either physically or mentally.

He likes to do charity work, and when he was in college, he often did charity work.

“Do they come every week?”

Murong Yue nodded:

"Well, I pick them up every weekend."

Thinking of those children just now:

"They look a little bit..."

"They are kissed by God, born with defects."

So that's how it is~

Lu Zetian glanced at her in front of him. The purity between her eyebrows and eyes was difficult to blend in with this flashy world.

She is like a clear stream, flowing through the ups and downs of all things in the world, carrying all kinds of beauty and expectations.

"Then I'll come over next weekend and bring them some gifts."

He was also very kind, beyond Murong Yue's expectation:

"Thank you. I thank you on their behalf."

Put your hands together and pray for him.

She is a nun and must not be desecrated.

Before leaving, Lu Zetian turned around and called her:

"How may I address you?"

"Murong Yue."

Her smile replaced all the restlessness and unhappiness in the world.

For a long time afterwards, he could not forget that smiling face.

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Mechanical work, like a routine.

I repeat the same thing every day, going from one place to another without any novelty.

Going to work and coming home from get off work, the only thing left is the aftertaste of the late night.

Lying in bed, I can't help but think of her, that nun, that smile that purifies the soul.

Lu Zetian didn't like her, he just liked her out of curiosity or affection.

She is a nun and must not be desecrated.

He also didn't understand why he was interested in a nun at that time?

Maybe it's because of loneliness.

He is too lonely. Being busy and being lonely are not contradictory.

Weekends used to not be a time for rest, since the last time I went to church.

He began to look forward to the weekends, when he could completely relax.

It was obvious that the children were waiting for him, on the same lawn as last time, and every smiling face was a kind of expectation.

Murong Yue smiled and waited for his arrival.

"You came?"

Lu Zetian was holding bags of various sizes, all filled with gifts for the children.

"I am coming."

A simple greeting brought them closer.

The children waited there very obediently, waiting for their gifts.

Last time they mentioned the gifts they wanted, Lu Zetian remembered them all and helped them realize them.

The children all shouted with joy, and their truest selves appeared on their faces.

"Thank you, uncle~"

Murong Yue led everyone to express their gratitude, and Lu Zetian felt a little unnatural.

The feeling of accomplishment was addictive, as if he was not alone.

At the end, Lu Zetian took out a clay figurine from his pocket, which was wearing a white nun's robe.

It looks very similar to Murong Yue, and he made it himself.

"Given to me?"

Murong Yue was very shocked. Everyone had a gift, including her.

Lu Zetian looked at her surprised expression and felt inexplicably happy.

she likes?

"Like it?"

Murong Yue nodded vigorously:

"where did you buy it?"