Finally, I kissed Lu Xiaojiu.
It wasn't just a dream after all.
Lu Bai jumped up happily and pinched his own face hard.
It really wasn't a dream.
Lu Bai returned to the General's Mansion and was surprised to find General Tian Lang, who had been undergoing chemotherapy, back at home, sitting seriously in the living room with a half-drunk glass of fresh milk on the table.
There was no one else in the General's Mansion.
Only General Tian Lang.
"Dad, why are you home? Did the doctor agree?" Lu Bai rushed over in a panic. Over the past two months of being together day and night, Lu Bai was genuinely worried about General Tian Lang's health. What was he doing coming home in the middle of the night?
General Tian Lang looked into his eyes, the concern so obvious, not fake at all. It wasn't a spy infiltrating his side, General Tian Lang ruled out the worst possibility and quietly watched him.
"Dad?"
