After traveling to a country where women are king, I abandoned my husband and children

The main lights in the living room were not on, only the wall lamps at the bar were on, so the whole space seemed a little dim. The girl was wearing a loose flesh-pink silk nightgown, her long seaweed-like hair draped over her back. When she looked back and smiled, she looked like a mermaid that could bring disaster to people, making Lu Yao forget what he was going to say.

"Um... would you like some coffee?" asked Gofheitively.

Lu Yao shook his head and wanted to ask why he couldn't sleep during the thunderstorm, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that it seemed a bit too much.

But he didn't go back. Instead, he closed the door and walked into the living room.

Just as he was about to turn on the headlights, Ge Fu whispered, "Don't turn on the lights. You Niang and You Rong are very alert when they sleep, and they will be woken up."

Lu Yao took his hand back and walked over to her. Seeing her busy pressing the coffee powder, he said helplessly, "Let me do it."

"You can?" Ge Fu was stunned for a moment, and while handing him the thing in his hand, he explained: "I can use a coffee machine, but this model is a little different from the one in the mansion, so it's not very convenient to use."

Lu Yao lowered his head and said while busying himself: "I worked in a coffee shop when I was in school."

"Isn't tuition free in military academies?" She had heard him say this. It was also said that food in the cafeteria was free.

"But I need living expenses during the holidays, and I also need to rent an apartment." Lu Yao replied: "So I will work part-time during the winter and summer vacations to save some money so that I won't be worried."

Ge Fu nodded, and just then a flash of lightning streaked across the sky - because the previous thunder was quite loud, and it suddenly became louder, she couldn't help but tremble.

The trembling was actually very weak, but Lu Yao saw it. He paused and asked, "Do you want to listen to some music?"

Ge Fu was startled, and subconsciously looked around and said, "There is no record player here, and it will disturb other people's sleep."

Now it was Lu Yao's turn to be stunned. He said helplessly, "We can listen with headphones."

"Wait a minute." He put down what he was holding, went back to the room and brought back a pair of Bluetooth headphones. "One for each of us."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and put one earphone on Ge Fu's ear, and then put the other earphone on himself.

——In fact, he really wanted Ge Fu to help him put it on.

The cold aura of the opposite sex left as soon as she touched it. Ge Fu lowered her eyes and raised her hand to adjust her headphones as if to cover up.

At this time, the soothing singing had already reached my ears.

It was an English song, and Gofu felt it sounded somewhat familiar, but she couldn't tell the name of the song.

After a long while, she spoke hesitantly, "This is... "Right Here Waiting"? "

"Yes." Lu Yao raised a faint smile, "It sounds good, right?"

Ge Fu was a little surprised, "I didn't expect you would listen to such old songs." In fact, she was surprised that Lu Yao would actually listen to songs.

Although the acquaintance between the two sides was still superficial, the impression Lu Yao left on her was always a rather... she couldn't put it into words. Although he had nothing to do with words like uncultured and rude, she always felt that he was also insulated from words like art and romance.

In fact, people who only know how to say a song is nice don’t really have any romantic cells.

"This playlist was left by my mother, so it's all old songs." Lu Yao sighed.

"Your mother?" Ge Fu knew, of course, that Lu Yao's mother was no longer with us, but seeing that his expression was calm, she asked the question tentatively.

"Yeah." Lu Yao handed the brewed coffee to Ge Fu, and they sat on the sofa beside him. "My father died before I was born, and my mother is a very ordinary person."

After a pause, he said, "Besides being very beautiful."

Ge Fu wanted to laugh, but held it back.

"She was... a very timid and naive person." Lu Yao looked at the rain outside the window and said, "When we were young, we didn't even have enough food to eat, but she was never as numb and irritable as other adults. She never went to school, but she learned most of the words by listening to songs and comparing them with the lyrics. She didn't know English, but her pronunciation was very standard when she sang English songs. She liked singing, and her biggest dream was to become a singer. However, she was just a poor person, and a woman, and the entertainment industry would never accept someone like her. So until her death, she was just a woman in the slums who made a living by singing for money."

He pulled the corners of his mouth and showed an ambiguous smile: "I always think that her life is a little ridiculous." What's even more ridiculous is that he clearly said that he wanted to change her life, but in the end he failed to get her out of the slums in time.

"What's so funny about that?" Ge Fu disagreed, "I think your mother is amazing. Besides, it's good enough to do what you like. What does it matter where you are? Fame, wealth, power and status may be the basis for people to judge a person. But the most qualified person to judge your mother's life is only herself. As long as she thinks it's worth it, that's enough."

She remembered what those relatives said in her previous life.

[You can't even fill your stomach, why are you still thinking about painting, are you mentally ill? ]

Many people think that love, ideals, and life goals are not worth mentioning when it comes to survival. This may be true, but some people don't think so.

Their ideals are higher than anything else.

Ge Fu was, and so was Lu Yao's mother.

Lu Yao originally thought that Ge Fu said this to comfort him, but when he turned around and saw her expression, he realized that she seemed to sincerely believe so.

Ge Fu said: "If I were in the same situation as your mother, I would also paint for the rest of my life, happily."

Maybe she was a little naive, but she sincerely felt that no matter whether she became a famous painter or just made a living by selling paintings, as long as she could still paint, she would be very satisfied.

At this moment, Lu Yao felt that her face was almost the same as the woman in his memory.

It is obvious that they are such different people. Gofu is so confident and generous, while her mother is so timid and cowardly.

Old songs flowed in her ears, accompanied by the sound of dripping rain. Ge Fu couldn't help yawning, leaning on the sofa and slowly closing her eyes.

Lu Yao waited for a while, and seeing that she seemed to be asleep, he reached out and put her head on his shoulder.

The moment he finished the operation, his face turned slightly red.

The soft and fragrant body leaned against him, and his male instinct made his blood boil, but it was no match for his softened but uncontrollable throbbing heart.

There was a muffled sound of thunder in the sky. Lu Yao wanted to send her back to her room, but... this feeling was too good, and he felt reluctant to let her go.

So be it.

He thought greedily: If she goes back to her room, she might be awakened by the thunder and won't be able to sleep well. I'll send her back when the thunderstorm stops.

Well, it was out of consideration and definitely not out of selfishness.

Thinking of this, Lu Yao slowly closed his eyes and fell into a beautiful dream full of emotions.