Chapter 513 August DidrYt Want to Go Back
The wofd successlully made August's gloomy eyes changed a little He raised his eyes and glanced at doshuo, then his eyes narrowed âgnm, as if he didn’1 hear anything He drank on his own vvithout saying anythmq
Jo$hua was suddenly annoyed He stretched oul his hand, pressed Augusts hand that was aboul to toast, and said íỉrmly and aííìrmatively, ì‘m serious. She really came back! Shc came back last week She even came to me the other day lalelyr
Heanng this, AugusCs eyes lighted up slightly He pursed his lips, and asked, "Why did she come to your
Joshua’s eyes sank slightly, and then he said word by word. "She asked me about your vvhereabouts."
Hearing this, a complicated look Aashed across Augusts íace, and then a wry smile emerged írom the corner of his mouth. but he didn't say anything Lucia leít resolutely at the beginmng, but now she suddenly came back and camc to August August wondered her purpose. Did she play hard to gep She firsl made him sad, and then comíorted him, bul August was still sad.
Joshua continued, "August, let*s go out oí the mountain. Let’s heal your leg firsL Aíter Ihat, ư you want, I will help you recaplure everything that belongs to you."
August was silent for a long time. Aíter going through Ihis mcident, he seemed to have been back írom the dead He understood a lot. What he had cared aboul beíore was now less important Now, he was more exhausted During the more than a month of hiding in the monastery in the mountam, although he had been in pain and sulíering at the beginning, he later gained a peace of mind
For the first half month, Đurton was still controlled by Bishop Aíler doshua arranged August here, Joshua couldnì oíten come here. August was alone. VVhenever he was suííenng most, the abbot of the monastery vvould talk to him about some Đuddhist sayings and truths. The old monk in charge oí svvecping the floor in the yard was pretty old He was hunchbacked and taciturn. He looked cold and unkind, bu the was the kindest person He oíten sent hol mcals on the table and prepared August the btankets and clothes he needed, and the other younq monks vvere noughty and pure Their eyes were innocent
Everyone here, no matter young or old, was warm, simple. and sincere, unlike those businessmen and celebnties who circled around him in Austos City. All of them were backslabbers. He should be alvvays cautious, and íoolprooí. While, here he experienced the most ordinary emotion between people. Sometimes. he íelt that the past he had hved was in vain.
It happened that a breeze blew, August took a deep breath, and said calmly, "ĩhis place is very good, and I don't want to go back."
When Joshua heard this, he (rovvned anxiously, and said in a tone of resentment, "August, just thmk about it clearly. Now your íather is missing,and your grandma is still being vvatched by Bishops people. AU theproperly oí the Adams íamily IS controlled by the illegitimate son you hate most. If I were you, I would deímitely take back everything that belongs to mer Hearing the words, August tvvitched his brows and eyes slightly. Beíore he would detìnitely think so, but now, in Austos City.
there was no one vvorthy of his return.
As if Joshua could see Augusts thought, he thought of something. írovvned slightly. Even though he was reluctant, he still said it bravely. He coughed and said, ‘August, to be honest, although I have never been optimistic about you and Lucia, but I think that vvoman likes you." Joshua had used to try hls best to get Lucia to leave August, but now, he found that without Ldcia. August seemed to be a diííerent person and had completely changed.
Augusts brovvs and eyes moved slighlly, and he didn‘1 say anything. Aíter a few seconds of silence, he suddenly said soítly, 'Then you, bring her to see me." He wanted to see Lucia, and asked the question that had lingered in his heart In the past month
More than a month ago, he was throvựn mto the mountam by Bisnop's subordinates. When he was on the verge of death, the first thing thai came to mind was Lucia’s face. In the past, his se|f-restraint, his stubbornness, extinguished all the Aames oí love that came out oí his heart, but thai kind of emotion was uneontrollable. Aíter he had been back from dead, he suddenly realized thai hi$ attention for her was because of love.
August had used lo be pretty sure that he would not be tempted by Lucia, but too many things had changed He couldnt control
dos.hua hesitaled. Seeing the light in Augusts eyes again, he was surpnsed slighlly, so he agreed. 'Okay. Tll meet her when I go back tomorrow, and try to bring her here at night."
’Well * August responded. and then said in 3 deep voice, "lt's getting late, and It's time to sleep."
Coincidenlally. the sound of the second vvalch in the monastery sounded leisurely. Augusl squmted his eyes, inexplicablỵ íoclmg a little rrlaxrd. he slowly turned the vưheelchair and wenl back to his room. He didn‘1 expect that this day would be
the íast mght he stayed here.
The next day. when Lucia woke up in the morning, she was sittmg on the bed, and was unable to recover tor a long lime She had a long dream. In the dream, she climbed mountains. and ímally found August. Hovvever, when he turned around, he was indeed covered in blood. She screamed. When she woke up, the pajamas on her back had already been wet with sweat. She quickly got up and washed her face. and immediately picked up her mobile phone and dialed Zane’s number.
Soon, the person over there answered, "Sister Lucia."
Lucia took a deep breath, "Zane. have you told Kylan?" She told Zane yesterday that she would search the mountain today, and as long as they were ready, she would leave here at any time.
Tve said it, but there are a few people who are not vvilling to do. Kylan didn’t íorce them. He arranged for other people, so he didrit let them come."
Hearing this, a trace of loneliness ílashed across Lucia s heart. She paused, and said soítly, ìt‘s okay. Don't íorce it, if there are just few people, we can look for two more days."
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