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Chapter 3 Happy Birthday

Lu Xiu has a height of 178, which is neither tall nor short. It is a height that is more popular with girls, but Gu Junxi is still a head taller than him, and there is a fascinating height difference.

The man said that he was very suitable for playing basketball, and he often took him to the court to sweat like rain. He liked to rub his head and said with a smile that he could grow taller this way.

But that man is no longer there, he is still so unreliable, saying that he took himself to celebrate his 12th birthday, but left his most precious son halfway, and went to another world alone.

That man is Lu Xiu's father, Lu Mang, who is a high school physical education teacher by profession. He likes to play basketball. Nothing to worry about.

Lumang sometimes thinks that he is a retired special forces soldier, so there is nothing to say about his physical fitness. How did he give birth to such a delicate son, with thin arms and legs, and a frail appearance. Fever, it seems that he has to play basketball more, not in good health, everything is nonsense!

That man kept saying that he spent the greatest luck in his life to get Lu Xiu's mother, a beautiful woman who was born as an advertising graphic model, and the greatest happiness was to have such a cute and cute son as Lu Xiu.After getting married, he gained forty catties. He also cheerfully said that he is happy and fat, and he is really a man who is easy to satisfy.

It was an evening after school, and the sky was still clear and sunny during the afternoon class, but as the bell rang, suddenly dark clouds overwhelmed the city, seeing lead gray cumulonimbus clouds pushing over from the southeast, the wind suddenly picked up, and the heavy The clouds rolled wildly, thunder bursts, and a deep blue thunder tore through the sky like a stung, and the sky went dark in a few minutes.

Following a thunderstorm, thousands of tons of water fell from the sky to the earth, like three thousand weak waters in the Milky Way broke through the gate.

Lu Xiu's father, Lu Mang, drove his Santana to pick him up from school as usual, and planned to take him to a birthday party held at home in the evening, and bought him a birthday present, but a car accident happened on the way home.

Lu Xiu will never forget that moment. When driving to the cross-river bridge, a black SUV suddenly lost control. The rain at the rear of the car threw an arc, splitting the rain curtain like a sharp blade, and the huge impact knocked Santana away. Hit and fly away.

The man slammed on the brakes, the locked tires skidded on the ground, the body stalled and spun, the brake pads made harsh noises, and the smell of burnt tires could still be smelled through the air filter.

Driven by the huge inertia, Santana crashed through the guardrail of the bridge, half of the car body was suspended in the air, and below was the surging undercurrent and the endless river.

"Dad! Dad...Dad!" Lu Xiu hugged his head and shouted in horror.

During the violent rotation, while holding Lu Xiu's head, the man tried his best to press down on the car body to maintain the balance of the car body.

"Son, don't be afraid, I'm here!" the man comforted.

The car body was shaking, and seeing that the car was about to fall into the river, at the critical moment, the man unbuckled his seat belt, and with all his strength, threw Lu Xiu out of the car window.

Then the car sank into the river, and the man left.

"Son, happy birthday..." These were the last words Lu Xiu heard from the man.

That day, a torrential rain drenched the whole world, and it was the deepest darkness in his memory.