His struggling hands passed over the man's cheek, but the next second, they grasped at empty air.,It seemed as if he hadn't heard what Auntie Song had said. Lu Hanchuan walked over, took a glass, and poured himself a glass of red wine.,He took a light breath and suddenly remembered that this villa had always been his. It's just that over the past three years, he didn't come back, and slowly forgot about it!。