Chapter 2175: The Truth Abroad (7)
"You’re dead," he said.
Lu Xian’s expression remained unchanged, even his eyes showed no reaction, as if what Duan Xi said was as simple as talking about today’s meal.
"Why?" Duan Xi asked.
Lu Xian put down Xiaomeng, lowered his head and patted his little head: "Be good, go out first, I need to talk to this uncle for a while."
Xiaomeng frowned, looking at him with some worry.
But Lu Xian didn’t look at him again, he could only glare warningly at Duan Xi, then reluctantly turned to leave the bathroom, glancing back every few steps.
Lu Xian turned on the faucet and washed his hands. Duan Xi’s gaze followed, seeing that his palms were faintly blackened. He bowed his head, scrubbing carefully, again and again, as if trying to wash away these black spots bit by bit.
But it was useless after a long wash. Finally, he shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly: "I just need a month’s time to help Xiaomeng settle in this world. Other than that, I absolutely won’t harm anyone."
Lu Xian knew he couldn’t keep this matter hidden.
One day it would be exposed, but he didn’t expect it to be so soon. He thought he could at least linger in this world for a while longer.
He was indeed dead.
Died in a foreign land, not even leaving a complete body—
His gaze swept over to Duan Xi, his tone calm, but the words were laced with a plea: "Give me just a little more time, I will leave by myself, and I won’t fight you for anyone." At least, not in this lifetime.
This lifetime, he was too late, and he lost willingly...
"What happened to you abroad, weren’t you in Amerika? Why did you end up in Bangalore?" Duan Xi asked.
Lu Xian’s hands trembled a bit. Even though he felt nothing, the memory in his mind lingered. He lowered his head and took out a cigarette box from his pocket, took one out, and asked Duan Xi: "Want one?"
Duan Xi shook his head.
Ruan Jiaojiao didn’t like the smell of smoke, thinking it was stinky.
So growing up, people around him rarely smoked at all. He didn’t either.
Lu Xian didn’t insist. He placed the cigarette at his lips and lit it, not drawing it into his mouth, but gently smelling it with his nose. After sniffing it two or three times, he finally spoke: "No wonder I lost to you, Jiaojiao hated the smell of smoke since she was little."
When he just turned adult and was naive, he thought the sign of maturity for men was smoking and drinking, immaturely pathetic, so he often smoked with Ruan Jie.
Ruan Jie was a typical sister enthusiast. Because Ruan Jiaojiao didn’t like it and had just recovered from a serious illness, being weak, even Ruan Jianguo wouldn’t smoke at home. Ruan Jie had a strong urge to smoke and would often go over to the Lu Family to smoke, later being caught by Ruan Jiaojiao. Ruan Jie would frantically extinguish the cigarette, and he would smirk and mock him, saying he’d definitely be a henpecked husband in the future.
At that time, he only regarded Ruan Jiaojiao with the fondness one has for a sister. And this fondness did not even match Ruan Jie’s affection for his sister, far from enough to make him do such things for her.
By the time he realized his feelings for her, he had already lost every opportunity.
Needless to say, compared to Duan Xi, not even any of the Ruan Family brothers could be surpassed.
So in this lifetime, losing in the hands of Duan Xi, he conceded willingly.
But.
He turned his head to look at Duan Xi, who was watching him with tightly furrowed brows, and couldn’t help feeling a little proud in his heart. In this life, he couldn’t match him, but he has the next lifetime, after all.