
Luki's residence was surrounded by mountains, whose mountains were silent, and the sight of the mountain made one feel heroic.
The sun is so hot that it is almost impossible to open your eyes.
Some young girls who come here use sunscreen at first, but then they don't wear anything, and after a while, they develop cracked spots. Luki's face was the most powerful, but it didn't matter. He wears a thin hat for occasional shade from the sun. There will be others taking pictures of them, and Luki will ask for these photos, then pass them on to Ariya.
The layout of the school was a teaching building in front, and there was a courtyard like the courtyard behind the teaching building, where Luki and the others lived.
Most of the people who came here were students.Luki Faces looked no different from their faces, but the gentleness in her eyes, maybe only those of a certain age would understand after seeing her.
That is the tenderness and beauty that can only appear after passing through many things.
Luki could not make a sound, and here she taught them how to draw.
Sometimes, I go to the field at the back to gather the scenery, and the children play in front, and Luki sits at the side, watching them, watching them, and draw their appearance on the drawing board.
The children were also very fond of this beautiful teacher, knowing that she could not speak, they were barking teeth and claws in front of her, moving their hands.
Every day when they came to school, they would bring Luki a handful of gardenias or other types of fragrant flowers that could not be named.
Luki felt very happy every day here.
The material conditions here are very difficult, the only city where supplies can be purchased is two cars away, and eating three meals a day is also very simple. Under the bright and brilliant sunlight, the people here lived in poverty, but it made people feel very far away.
They're not here to help these little kids. Probably, everyone who came here grew up with those children.
See joy, meet hope.
Where is Luki's hope?
Luki stood at the door of a simple room with only a few square meters, looking at the scenery far outside.
The sky is very blue. The sky high and far away. Luki suddenly smiled lightly.
Denpasar City.
Zidan Office.
The man sat in the executive chair, smoking.
Smoke was still billowing, coloring the handsome face of the man.
Eight years had passed, this man was still handsome, and even time seemed to have branded him even more extraordinary.
He looked up at the ceiling outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Thinking of something, daydreaming.
Office door open.
Iqbal came in from outside.
“Zidan, aren't you going to send someone to attend this American state meeting?”
At this moment, Iqbal saw a stack of photos and documents on Zidan's desk.
He doesn't know what the document is, but the picture is - Luki.
"August ..." Iqbal hesitated to speak.
"Love him, it's only been the last five years, he doesn't want to see you, let him go for these five years, and let him live his last days simply." Zidan paused while smoking, then moved the corner of his mouth
cold arch.
"I'll dig it up even if he falls asleep in the coffin, not to mention he's still alive."
Luki, who is still alive, may not have any grievances against Zidan, but Luki's eight-year-old farewell turns to death, making her feel sad This man has anger towards Luki, Luki, have anger.
He won't let Luki go.
Absolutely not!
If you let him go. In this life, he will be paralyzed.
He must be whole.
...
Departing from Bali to where Luki was, Zidan used the excuse to go to the meeting.
As soon as the plane arrived in the US state, Iqbal saw Zidan with his suitcase taking a taxi and leaving the airport.
The subordinates who were following behind looked at each other anxiously.
"Mr Zidan left earlier, and I will guide you to finish the next thing. "
All the subordinates heaved a sigh of relief.
Iqbal was in charge of the project, and they were comfortable with following Zidan.
While Iqbal looked towards where the shadow of the car slowly disappeared, his face was full of worry.
eight years. The man thought about Luki for eight years.
Luki was still alive in this world, but she did not want to see him, even if she came out and told him that she did not die, and she never did.
Temperament Zidan ...
he'll be mad.
But when she saw Luki in the United States back then, if she was in such a state, if Zidan was still in her heart, she might not want Zidan to see her again.
Most importantly, he might not want to see Zidan again.
If that is indeed Luki's punishment for Zidan, Iqbal thought, this is what Zidan must bear.
But now, Luki really did not want to love him anymore.
What can Zidan do?
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According to Zidan's temperament, he was actually very worried that Zidan would hurt Luki again.
How can Zidan's anger be tolerated? The woman he loves does not love him.
A woman who only had the rest of the last five years, did she have to live peacefully in her last days?
But it's not possible.
No one can stop Zidan.
Crazy, Zidan is a lunatic.
Iqbal pulled out his phone, saw Ariya's number on the phone, and finally hesitated, and did not call.
If possible, just think of this as the last link between Zidan and Luki.
Judging from this fate, it was up to them to decide whether it was evil or good. They're all outsiders.
Zidan, I hope you can really win the forgiveness of Luki this time, and have her, the woman you love, for the last time.
Iqbal sighed softly, then put down his phone.
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The setting sun, coloring the entire sky red.
Usually at this time all the children at school have gone out after school, and the empty school looks very quiet.Once in a while, children who live in the nearest family will return to school again, play ball or do something for fun.
There are fewer Han residents around here, but they can basically speak Mandarin. Due to taking care of Luki's health, she was never busy making dinner in the kitchen, and often it was the other older teachers who stayed at school who were in charge of the dinner. Other students gather to play cards.
Luki was unable to speak, so she often drew with a drawing board in the open space of the school in front of the courtyard. There were boys playing ball, and there were students running.
The sunset on that day was also very beautiful, Luki stared at the distant mountain sky and made an image of the burning clouds on the drawing board.
When the school was over, a large iron gate that was usually locked and closed was opened by the guard teacher, and cars came in from outside.
The burning clouds colored the entire sky red. It's dark.
In the distance, the man who got down from the car could only see a body figure clearly.
But only when he saw that blurry figure did the cloud of fire burn the sky, but the flame seemed to further burn Luki's entire heart.
The pictures of the two looking at each other seemed to be silent.
The doorman teacher came over, looked at Luki and said, "Miss Luki, this man said he is looking for you."
The man put one hand in his pants pocket and walked towards him slowly.
Eight years had passed, and the man was getting more handsome and suave.
But also more mature.
Step into Luki.
He stopped and looked at her a little.
"Luki, are you okay?"
With that voice, he didn't really ask her, good or bad.
There were more questions in that voice.
Luki raised her head slightly, staring at him, her expression was already calm.
"I'm fine, what about you, Zidan?" Luki wrote in the sticky notes beside her.
He called him Zidan, not "Mr Zidan".
He has no complaints.
On the contrary, the man who had clearly made a mistake eight years ago had hatred for this woman in his face and heart.
The man gritted his teeth and pulled the corner of his mouth coldly: "I'm fine, Mrs Zidan. It's been eight years, and you've been 'happy' outside for eight years, should you consider going back now?" Luki stood up
, and started packing painting tools in front of him.
"Zidan, I'm fine here. For eight years, I've lived well without you. Before, I was always worried, if you want to marry another wife, and I really don't die, should I go out, really? Divorced you. Later, you never married a wife, I thought, maybe it was a waste. Now that I'm back, if you want, we can get a divorce." On the note paper, write this section to take a long time.
She had just finished writing when the teacher in the kitchen in the backyard came out, called Luki, said that dinner was ready, and asked her to go to dinner.
After Luki finished writing, she handed the sticky note to the man, she looked at the man, and then stopped writing, but gestured with her hand, which meant that the people behind her called out to him, and he'll pass .
Under the darkness of the night, the man was left standing outside alone.
The student who came with Luki saw a handsome man standing outside, looking at his clothes, he was not from the surroundings. It is in a remote and barren area, and there is no accommodation outside the school.After several trips, I realized that it was Luki's husband who came to look for Luki.
In the end, the enthusiastic young students pulled Zidan over and sat together beside Luki. Have dinner together.
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