Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Lu jinrong was certain that he would not go back to look for Xia ruoxin, no, Lu Xiaohua. That was why he told him everything. Even if he knew, so what? in the end, the decision he made was like this.

From now on, you\'re you, I\'m mine, we don\'t owe each other anything, and we\'re unrelated.

However, why did it have to be so difficult to bear and so uncomfortable?

He had thought that they would be separated by death and that he could not destroy the past. Now, she was still here, but they had been separated forever.

The cold medicine flowed down his blood vessels and melted into his blood drop by drop. He then put another pill in his throat. His throat still hurt, as if it was being pulled.

Jia xinbao came over and saw the child sleeping in Chu lui\'s arms. He lowered his voice. why are you sleeping here? don\'t you want to sleep by yourself? "

yeah, she\'s stubborn. Chu lui caressed his daughter\'s soft hair. I can\'t chase her away. &Quot;

as stubborn as you. Jia xinbao removed the needle for Chu lui and looked at the little one sleeping on Chu lui\'s lap. he doesn\'t look like you at all, but his personality is very much like yours. &Quot;

"The child is still young. Do you want to find a mother for the child? After all, it\'s not easy for a man like you to take care of a child."

I\'ll think about it. Chu lui carried his daughter carefully and nodded at Jia xinbao. Although that was what he said, he had never thought of finding a woman for himself or a foreign mother for his daughter.

He had seen yang ruolin and Xia Yixuan before. He would not let any woman get close to his daughter or hurt her again. Hence, he rejected women.

He would take good care of his elder daughter, watch her grow up, get married, and have children.

baby, don\'t be afraid. Daddy will take good care of you. Chu lui placed his hand on his daughter\'s forehead. He wasn\'t actually lonely, was he? he still had his daughter.

ruoxin, don\'t worry. he smiled, but his smile was bitter. live a good life and forget everything from the past. Just be Lu Xiaohua. Our daughter is great. Your rainy is great. She\'s healthy, and she will live on healthily. &Quot;

He took the doll from the bedside and placed it in his daughter\'s arms. The doll still looked the same. Although it was a little old, it was still that beautiful doll.

She was like a White Rabbit walking around. The clothes were not as good as new, and the people were not as good as old.

A light was suddenly switched on, and Lu Xiaohua sat up again. She touched her wrist, and her back was almost drenched.

She heaved a sigh of relief and took a look at her watch. It was only then that she realized that it was only three O \'clock. After three O\' clock, she could barely sleep. She seemed to have entered a dead end.

She would dream almost every day, but she could not remember what she dreamed of.

She didn\'t know if that was her past or if it was her memory.

She grabbed her hair and felt like she was going crazy. If this continued, she would definitely lose her mind. She covered herself with the blanket, but her eyes were open. She wanted to sleep, but she didn\'t dare to.

If she slept, she would have those dreams that she could not remember. If she did not sleep, what would she do tomorrow?

"Little flower, what\'s wrong?" Jian qingying placed her hand on Lu Xiaohua\'s forehead. why do you look so pale recently? look, the eye circles are so dark. What\'s wrong? are you sleepwalking at night? "

mom, I\'m fine. I just didn\'t sleep well. Lu Xiaohua pulled Jian qingying\'s hand down and yawned. She was tired. After all, she had not slept the entire night.

I didn\'t sleep well. I\'m going to sleep a little more. Jian qingying was very worried about her daughter, mainly because her daughter\'s complexion had been too bad recently, just like that time. Could something have really happened?

mom, I\'m fine. Lu Xiaohua smiled at Jian qingying and took a piece of bread. She spread some jam on it and started eating. Although she wasn\'t feeling too well, she still didn\'t want Jian qingying to worry.

if you\'re really not feeling well, you can look for Gao Yi to take a look. Jian qingying did not know what was wrong with her recently, but she was quite uneasy. However, Lu Xiaohua\'s personality was indeed quite stubborn at times. Even though she was not a real member of the Lu family, her personality was about 60% like Lu Ke \'en\'s.

They had long treated her as their real daughter. How could they not be anxious?

okay, I\'ll remember, " Lu Xiaohua agreed. Her slightly lowered eyes and long eyelashes were a little downcast.

Yes, Gao Yi was a doctor, but she did not dare to let him know about such a doctor. Her feelings for Gao Yi were complicated, and she always had that unknown fear, as though he would take away something from her. Even if she had to find a doctor, she would not go to Gao Yi.

After breakfast, she took out her bag and was ready to go out and secretly go to the hospital.

This was a large hospital in the city. She had registered for a number and was waiting in line for the doctor to call her number. She could go to the Lu family\'s private doctor, but she did not dare to do so. If she did, Gao Yi would know. Therefore, she went to the hospital furthest away from Gao Yi, and the number she registered for was from the Neurology Department. She wanted to know what was wrong with her. Could it be that she had knocked into herself in the wrong position the last time, and that was why she had injured herself?

Not long after she sat down, a mother and daughter walked past her. She didn\'t see them, and they didn\'t look at her either.

"Mom, how are you feeling? are you okay?" It should be the daughter asking the mother she was supporting.

Don\'t worry, I\'m fine. the woman coughed lightly. The voice in her throat didn\'t sound right, but it was probably just a normal respiratory infection. After all, this was the season with respiratory diseases.

Lu Xiaohua could not help but take another look. In the end, she saw a familiar face. She could not help but be stunned and quickly lowered her head again. How could it be her? yang ruolin. Shouldn\'t she be working at the Chu group?

number 36, Shen Yijun. Who is Shen Yijun? " A woman\'s number was already being called out. It was 36. Lu Xiaohua flipped her card and saw that she was 37. What a coincidence.

mom, it\'s our turn. yang ruolin helped Shen Yijun up, looking like a filial daughter.

it\'s all thanks to you this time, ruoxin. If it wasn\'t for you, I wouldn\'t have thought of coming to the hospital. Shen Yijun patted her daughter\'s hand. She really felt that her daughter was back.