Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

hehe ... the child finally laughed. She was still not used to others touching her little feet. However. this was because it was her father and not anyone else. If it was someone else, she might have run away long ago.

Chu lui held his daughter's foot in his palm. The child's small and tender face was not even as big as one of his hands. He carried his daughter up with one hand and took a towel to wipe her feet. Then, he placed her on the big bed and gave her a doll for her to play by herself. He then picked up the basin on the floor and went to wash up. When he came out, rainy had already fallen asleep on the bed, and her small body was curled into a ball. It was only a small part of the big bed that they occupied. It looked very small and pitiful.

He walked over. His hair was still dripping with water, but he didn't care. He just held his daughter's small hand in his big palm and then opened her palm. There was a little scratch, and it would take a few days to grow back.

He pulled the blanket over his daughter and dimmed the bedside lamp. He still had a lot of things to do, and he might have to work overtime for a long time tonight.

He would not let the Chu enterprise fall. For his daughter, he would give her the best life and everything she wanted. Even if he was exhausted to death as her father, he would not even frown.

Not knowing how long she had slept, rainy finally got up from the bed. She hugged the doll that was placed at the side and carefully climbed down the edge of the bed to look for her father. She knew that if her father was not sleeping, he was working. She ran into the kitchen. There was a cup on the table, and the cup was warm on a small electric pad. The water in the cup had been maintained at a suitable temperature, not too cold or too hot, just enough for drinking.

Rainy carefully picked up the cup with her two small hands.

She was holding a cup in both hands. She had left the doll in the kitchen and wanted to bring some water to her father. Her father always forgot to drink water. She pushed her small head against the door, and the door opened with a squeak. She stuck her small head in and saw Chu lui smiling at her. She carefully carried the cup and ran in. Then, she tiptoed and placed it in front of Chu lui as if she was presenting a treasure.

"Daddy, drink some water."

Chu lui took the cup and picked it up in his arms. Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that at the end, when he could still remember Guan ye, he would be pouring a cup for them all as his five-year-old daughter.

He placed the cup next to his lips. It was just ordinary water, but when he drank it, it seemed to have moisturized his internal organs. He had lived more than 30 years of his life, and the first half of his life, for nothing.

He lowered his head and placed his chin on his daughter's head. This child was very obedient and did not like to cry anymore. He turned on the computer, carried his daughter with one hand, and worked with the other. Rainy shook her little feet. After he played for a while, she fell asleep again. Chu lui turned off the computer and looked at the time. It was almost 2 am. He gently pinched the space between his brows and carried his daughter back to the room. Time was silent, and it seemed that life was the same.

mommy ... the child in his arms reached out her little hands as if she was grabbing something. Chu lui carried her with one hand and started to look around. There was nothing in the room. He carried his daughter with the other and went to the living room. There was nothing in the living room either. He went to the kitchen and found a doll on the floor. He bent down and picked it up. He placed it in his daughter's arms. The child hugged the doll tightly with both hands. Perhaps she had smelled her familiar scent. Soon, she fell into a deep sleep. This doll was the one that looked the most like the one Chu lui had bought for his daughter. Even though she was all grown up now and did not have to carry it everywhere she went, she still could not leave this doll when she slept at night.

He then carried his daughter back to the bedroom and carefully placed her on the big bed. The child curled up her small body, and her long eyelashes fell on her pink little face. Even the shadow that was slanting down was soft and tender.

In the deep Twilight, those who were asleep were still asleep, while those who were awake were still suffering from insomnia.

Lu Xiaohua sat up. She reached out her right hand and turned on the light on the bedside table. One of her arms was still wrapped like a dumpling. Even a slight lift of her arm, let alone moving, gave her pain. She had another dream. In the dream, there seemed to be two little girls, one of whom was her and the other was someone else. They were fighting for the same thing. Later, a woman came over and took the thing from her hand and gave it to the other child, Even though she could not see the woman's face clearly, the feeling that the dream gave her was so real. It was a kind of pain, sadness, and confusion. She put her right hand under the blanket and felt around. She felt the old doll and hugged it in her arms. Then, she buried her entire face in the doll.

She really didn't know how she could have such a dream. Logically speaking, it should be impossible. She was the only girl in the Lu family. Her brother was much more powerful than her and had always given in to her. It was impossible for him to snatch anything from her. Furthermore, her brother was a boy and there were girls in the family who were around her age. Then, where did the other child come from and who took the thing from her hands? that night, she actually started to lose sleep. She sat there and thought about it for the whole night. However, there was still no result for her.

In the morning, when her family came for dinner, she couldn't help but ask,

"Mom, were there any other children in our family in the past?"

"The other children?" Jian qingying was stumped. what other children? There's only you and your brother at home, and I'm about to die from exhaustion. But, mom really wants to have another child, but it's a pity that I can't. Why do you ask?" Jian qingying put some food into her daughter's bowl and told her to eat more. Why was she still so thin? it had been a year, but she didn't seem to have gained any weight.

nothing, I was just asking. Lu Xiaohua ate the food that Jian qingying had put in her bowl. She knew that her mother would not lie to her, but the scene in her dream was very real, as if it had happened and she had experienced it before.

She wanted to look for it, but she seemed to be afraid. So, until now, she had not voiced her doubts or asked. After dinner, she returned to her room and raised her left hand. It was wrapped like this. Not to mention the problem of mobility, even if she wanted to go out now, no one would agree.

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!