Chapter 1591: Chapter 1692, Miss Jun, the Lord is back!

Jun Xi Qing saw a tall and handsome figure on the bright bus window. It was so familiar, so familiar that it went deep into her bones. Jun Xi Qing was stunned. Her gaze fell on that figure and could not shift away. Lu Yiming… Lu Yiming.. A layer of crystal clear mist quickly condensed in her lively eyes. She was happy. She was really happy. Her beautiful red lips slowly curled up. Lu Yiming… Lu Yiming was back. He had finally returned! Just as she was about to wait, he had returned! Jun Xi Qing twitched her red little nose. Then, with a trembling hand, she reached out to touch the figure on the car window. However, just as her soft fingertips touched it, that tall and handsome figure suddenly disappeared. Disappeared. What was going on? Where was Lu Yeming? Jun Xi Qing’s little hand touched the car window. The cold car window was not warm at all. She suddenly woke up. It was just an illusion. He did not come back. He still did not come back. All of a sudden, the tears in Jun Xi Qing’s eyes flowed out. Her delicate shoulders trembled and she could not cry. In the past half a year, everyone had accepted the fact that he could not come back. It was as if all the grief and sadness had started to settle down in the passage of time. No one mentioned him anymore. No one dared to mention him. There was a wound in her heart that hurt so much that she could not touch it. The moment she touched it, it was a heart-wrenching pain. Like everyone else, she had become quiet and silent. However, only the wound in her heart was slowly festering. Time did not heal her. Instead, it brought her even deeper pain. Lu Yiming. Why aren’t You Back Yet? Jun Xi Qing hugged his son tightly in his arms, tears streaming down his face. Very soon, she was tired from crying. She was really tired. Perhaps in the future, she would be even more tired. The Darkness was piling up and despair was spreading. She still needed to take his hand and bravely hold his hand. He had not finished his journey yet, she would walk on his behalf. She would bring her son to guard his home and defend his country. “Lu Yiming, I really can’t wait any longer. Can you come back… I miss you so much… I’m going crazy…” Jun Xi Qing closed her eyes and fell asleep. .. She had a dream. She had a very, very long dream. The last bus home had been speeding along the busy street. At that moment, the driver suddenly braked and the door opened. Someone came up. It was two men in black. Then, two men in black carried a wheelchair up. There was a person sitting on the wheelchair. Jun Xi Qing could not see that person’s face clearly. He was dressed in black and wore a black cap on his head, as if he deliberately did not want anyone to see his face. His body was stooped and very thin, as if he had suffered a lot of injuries. His entire skeleton was severely disfigured. He should have been a very handsome and young man in the past, but now, he had aged too much in one night, he was already like an old man in a meditative state in the morning and evening. The Man in black pushed the wheelchair over. The man was closer to her, a little closer, and finally stopped beside her. The man got up. He stood up from the wheelchair with difficulty and slowly, like a slow motion replay of a movie, and sat on the chair next to her. He came over. Jun Xi Qing seemed to smell a faint smell of disinfectant. The smell of the hospital. In addition to this smell, she also smelled a clean and clear masculine scent of a man. This kind of masculine scent was too familiar to her. He slowly leaned over and stretched out his big, well-defined palm. He pushed aside the blanket on Xiao Pipi’s body and looked at Xiao Pipi’s delicate little face. Xiao Pipi suddenly woke up. He opened his big, drowsy eyes and looked at the man. The man reached out and touched Xiao Pipi’s little face gently and lovingly. “Daddy ~” Xiao Pipi called out grandly. “Daddy ~ ha, Daddy ~” Little Pipi called out happily. He could not speak now and could only call Mommy, Daddy, Aunt ~ “Heh.” The man beside him laughed softly. His voice was especially hoarse, like it had been sanded. Who was he? Jun Xi Qing trembled with her slender feathers and wanted to open her eyes. Was this a dream? Was this a dream? She wanted to see his face. She wanted to know who this man was? Why did he give her such a familiar feeling? At this moment, the man slowly placed his arm on the back of the chair behind her. His large palm supported her little head and let her rest on his shoulders. His shoulders were no longer straight and he was as dispirited as an old man. However, he exuded a reassuring and calm energy that made her want to rely on him. She wanted to rely on him forever and never leave. The surroundings were quiet. The bus was heading to the imperial city, and there were only the three of them on the bus. The man next to her hugged her and looked down at her small face. He slowly leaned over and used his nose to touch the delicate muscles on her face. He gently and gently caressed her face, bringing with him a deep longing and longing. Soon, his lips kissed her and touched her delicate red lips. He kissed her gently, drawing her delicate lips bit by bit, as if he was treating some rare treasure. He did not use any strength, he did not dare to use any strength. Just like that, he kissed her for a few seconds, really only for a few seconds. It was so short that it made people feel like it was a dream, and he let go of her. His body began to tremble, and he could not breathe properly. Jun Xi Qing heard his rapid breathing. He seemed to have difficulty breathing, his thin chest moving up and down, inhaling and exhaling, and perhaps he would die in the next second. The two men in black quickly put an oxygen mask on his face and carried him into the wheelchair. He left. He left.. Jun Xi Qing looked at his frail back and tried to open her mouth to call for him, but she closed her red lips. She was in so much pain that she could not make any sound. Soon, he disappeared from her sight. Don’t go. Don’t go! Please, don’t go! Lu Yiming! Jun Xi Qing let out a heart-wrenching scream and suddenly opened her eyes. The moment she opened her eyes, her face was so hot as if something had fallen on her. She was still on the bus, but her tears were blurred and her little face was full of tears. Jun Xi Qing was suddenly confused. What happened to her? Was it a dream just now? The bus was still moving steadily. Xiao Pipi was lying in her arms, her delicate little face buried in the blanket. She was sleeping extremely soundly and she was still the same as before she fell asleep. Nothing had changed. Was it a dream just now. She dreamed of… Lu Yiming. Was it because she missed him so much that she was hallucinating? However, the dream just now was so real. It was as if he was right beside her and had never left her. At this time, the bus slowly stopped. The driver said, “This is the last stop. It’s time to get off.” The Imperial City had arrived. Jun Xi Qing stretched out his small hand and wiped the tears on his small face. Then he carried Xiao Pipi and got off the bus. Outside, a few presidential limousines were parked there, waiting for her. “Miss Jun, the Lord is back!”