Became the Terminally Ill Supporting Male Lead's Rabbit Spirit

Chapter 126

Little Lu Ci and Little Lu Xi both take after Su Ci, with a sweet tooth, especially for peach-flavored treats.

Little Lu Ci ate his cake bite by bite, while Little Lu Xi snuggled in Fang Kuaile's arms, obediently eating the cake he fed her.

"Alright, no more after this last bite. We’ll have lunch soon," Fang Kuaile stopped feeding her, wiped the cream from the corner of Little Lu Xi's mouth, and handed her a cup of juice, holding it to her lips. "Are you thirsty, Xi Xi?"

Little Lu Xi nodded, her voice soft and sweet. "Yes, I am."

Fang Kuaile fed her the juice.

"Thank you, Brother Kuaile," Little Lu Xi said politely. She knew Brother Kuaile was taking good care of her. "Brother Kuaile, does holding me make you tired?"

"Not at all," Fang Kuaile replied. He was just a child himself, and this was his first time holding another child. It felt new and interesting.

He thought Little Lu Xi was so small, so light, and so soft, with a faint milky scent—completely different from boys.

Hearing that holding her didn’t tire him, Little Lu Xi’s eyes curved into a smile.

Fang Kuaile chuckled softly. "Xi Xi, you shouldn’t call me 'brother.' You should call me 'uncle.'"

Su Ning and Tian Cai were her uncles, and he was their friend. Since he called Su Ci "sister," by family hierarchy, Little Lu Xi should call him "uncle."

Little Lu Xi’s small mouth opened in surprise, and she quickly shook her head, her voice sweet but firm. "Not uncle, it’s brother."

Fang Kuaile corrected her, "Call me Uncle Kuaile."

Little Lu Ci, standing nearby, glanced at Fang Kuaile and then at his silly sister, thinking they were being ridiculous.

Little Lu Xi’s voice was sugary sweet. "Brother Kuaile."

Fang Kuaile gave in, patting her head gently. "Alright then."

At that moment, Su Ci came over to take her children for lunch.

"Mom, I want to eat with Brother Kuaile," Little Lu Xi said, clinging to Fang Kuaile’s clothes and refusing to let go.

Su Ci was a bit surprised. Her daughter resembled her not only in looks but also in personality—a little spoiled and usually hesitant around strangers.

She had only met Fang Kuaile once before, but it seemed she remembered him well and even liked him a lot.

Su Ci reached out to take her son, who was still munching on his cake, and tried to pick up her daughter. "Brother Kuaile needs to stay with his dad, just like you need to stay with your mom and dad."

Little Lu Xi pouted, looking pitifully at Fang Kuaile. "I still want to play with Brother Kuaile."

Fang Kuaile smiled, his lips curling up as he gently stroked Little Lu Xi’s hair. "If you eat your lunch properly, I’ll play with you afterward, okay?"

Little Lu Xi’s eyes lit up, and she turned to Su Ci. "Mom, is that okay?"

"Of course," Su Ci replied, watching as her children reluctantly left Fang Kuaile’s arms. She asked her daughter, "Xi Xi, do you like Brother Kuaile a lot?"

Little Lu Xi, holding her mother’s hand, nodded vigorously. "Brother Kuaile is pretty. I like him."

Pretty?

Fang Kuaile chuckled, shaking his head. It was the first time a child had called him pretty.

In the afternoon, the banquet was still ongoing. The event was attended by family, friends, and business partners. After lunch, many gathered to chat.

Su Ci and Lu Zhe stayed with Wen Ya, Lu Chen, Su’s Father, and Su’s Mother, engaging in light conversation.

With Su Ci’s permission, Little Lu Ci and Little Lu Xi went out to play with Fang Kuaile, accompanied by the Lu family’s bodyguards.

The car stopped at the entrance of a mall.

"Little Ci, let me hold your hand," Fang Kuaile said, reaching out to the small boy beside him.

Little Lu Ci stuffed his hands into the pockets of his overalls, his face serious and cool. "I’m a big boy. I don’t need to hold hands." He was grown up now and didn’t want to be treated like a child!

"I do! I do!" Little Lu Xi quickly extended her small, soft hand. "Brother Kuaile, hold my hand. I’m too cute; bad people might take me away."

Su Ci had once joked about this with her, and Little Lu Xi had taken it to heart. She was adorable, and bad people liked to snatch adorable children.

Her tiny, soft hand slipped into his, and Fang Kuaile couldn’t help but laugh. "Alright, I’ll hold your hand."

Fang Kuaile took the two children to the fifth floor of the mall, where there was a children’s play area and other gaming facilities.

It was Fang Kuaile’s first time looking after children. He asked Little Lu Ci if he wanted to join the other kids in the play area and go down the slides.

"No," Little Lu Ci pouted, his face serious. "That’s for little kids."

He had stopped liking slides since he was two and a half.

Fang Kuaile was amused. He remembered that both Lu Ci and Lu Xi were three and a half years old.

"What about you, Xi Xi?" Fang Kuaile, unable to crouch due to his prosthetic leg, bent down to meet Little Lu Xi’s gaze.

His voice was gentle. "Do you want to go in and play?"

Little Lu Xi blinked her bright, watery eyes. "Will Brother Kuaile come in too?"

Fang Kuaile shook his head. "I’m too tall to go in. Only children under seven can play here, but I’ll watch you from outside."

"No," Little Lu Xi shook her head. "I want to stay with Brother Kuaile. If you don’t go in, I won’t either."

Fang Kuaile smiled warmly. "Then what would you like to play, Xi Xi?"

"That one," she pointed with her tiny finger.

Fang Kuaile followed her gaze and saw she was pointing at a claw machine. "You want to play that?"

Little Lu Xi nodded.

Fang Kuaile held her hand and led her to the machine. Little Lu Ci, hands in his pockets, followed reluctantly, his face still cool and composed.

Little Lu Xi wasn’t tall enough, so Fang Kuaile picked her up and showed her how to operate the machine. "Do you understand, Xi Xi?"

"Yes," she replied.

Fang Kuaile inserted the coins and watched as she wobbled the joystick, the claw swaying unsteadily.

Little Lu Xi turned her head, her voice sweet. "Brother Kuaile, I’ve aimed it."

In the car, Boss Fang reached over to touch his son’s knee. "Remember to apply the ointment when you get back."

"Dad, my leg is fine. Don’t worry," Fang Kuaile said.

"Your lips are pale, and you’re saying you’re fine?" Boss Fang glared at him but couldn’t bring himself to scold his son, who had always been thoughtful and sensible since he was young.

Little Lu Xi wasn’t heavy, but for a young man like Fang Kuaile, she wasn’t exactly light either.

Fang Kuaile pursed his lips, not arguing further. "Alright, I’ll apply the ointment when I get back."

On the other side, in the car, Little Lu Xi asked Su Ci, "Mom, will Happy Brother come play with me tomorrow?"

Then she added, "Will Happy Brother like the gifts I gave him?"

Su Ci asked, "What gifts?"

"My sister drew a lot of prizes," Little Lu Ci told his mom.

Su Ci knew her daughter had good luck—it was a little gift from fortune. Her focus, however, was on how much her daughter seemed to like Fang Kuaile. "Xi Xi, do you really like Happy Brother?"

Little Lu Xi nodded.

Lu Zhe, holding his daughter, asked, "Why?"

"Because Happy Brother is good-looking," Little Lu Xi told her dad. "Xi Xi likes Happy Brother."

Lu Zhe was momentarily stunned, his gaze shifting to his wife beside him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Su Ci’s hand touched Lu Zhe’s face, which hadn’t changed much over the years.

Lu Zhe’s dark eyes stared deeply at Su Ci. "Back when we first started, why did you like me?"

Su Ci blurted out, "Because you were handsome."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Su Ci blinked.

Lu Zhe resisted the urge to pinch her snow-white cheeks. He said, "Xi Xi is still young. She doesn’t understand anything yet."

Su Ci nodded in agreement.

As the night deepened, Lu Zhe returned after putting the children to sleep. He saw Su Ci lazily lying on the recliner, playing with her phone, still wearing the cheongsam from earlier.

Because of how she was lying, the high slit on the side of the cheongsam revealed her slender, fair legs, though Su Ci seemed oblivious.

Lu Zhe loosened the collar of his shirt with one hand and walked over to her.

"Are the kids asleep?" Su Ci asked as she saw Lu Zhe approaching. She put down her phone and sat up lazily.

"They’re asleep," Lu Zhe said, standing in front of her, looking down at her. "Do you want to take a bath, Tuan Tuan?"

"Yes," she had been wearing high heels all day, and her feet were sore.

Su Ci lightly kicked Lu Zhe’s black trousers with her foot, the little bunny charm on her ankle swaying. "Go on."

Lu Zhe bent down and picked up the little enchantress from the recliner. "I’ll bathe with you."

Su Ci’s eyes curved mischievously as she leaned softly against his chest, teasing him. "Lu Zhe, you’re being naughty."

"Hmm."

Su Ci couldn’t help but pinch his handsome face. "You’re getting bolder."

Lu Zhe chuckled softly, carrying her toward the bathroom. "Tuan Tuan, I want to see your bunny ears."

Su Ci snorted lightly.

Liar! He didn’t just want to see them—he wanted to touch them!

In the bathtub, the wet robe fell to the floor, and the black suit lay beside it, pressed tightly together.

Water splashed everywhere as the mirror reflected a scene too intimate to describe.

The night grew darker.

Su Ci, completely exhausted, was carried out of the bathroom by Lu Zhe and placed on the bed.

Even after all these years, despite Lu Zhe’s illness being cured, he still maintained a strict exercise routine, his self-discipline unmatched. His muscles were well-proportioned, his physique perfect, and his stamina astonishing.

Even after so long, Su Ci felt she was no match for him, always being thoroughly overwhelmed.

She closed her eyes, her face flushed, her eyes tinged with red, and the pair of white bunny ears on her head drooping pitifully, clearly having been thoroughly teased.

Once the tingling sensation in her body subsided slightly, she opened her eyes, her gaze watery, and glared at Lu Zhe. "My back hurts."

Lu Zhe lay down beside her, his warm hand reaching out to massage her.

"You're getting fiercer these days, like you're trying to kill me," Su Ci said bluntly.

Lu Zhe gave her a lingering look. It wasn't that he was fiercer—it was that she was becoming more alluring, and his self-control was utterly lost in her presence.

After some time, Su Ci had already fallen asleep, and Lu Zhe finally stopped massaging.

By the moonlight streaming through the window, he gazed down at her.

As usual, she nestled into his chest with complete dependence, her cheek pressed tightly against him.

Lu Zhe held her close and slowly closed his eyes.

In his dream, he saw himself sitting in a wheelchair, lying in a rented room, unable to move, and dying alone with no one by his side...

Scene after scene, bleak and tragic, and in his dream, Su Ci was nowhere to be found.

Lu Zhe woke with a start.

He opened his eyes to find Su Ci's foot resting mischievously on his [censored], her hand draped over his waist, her entire body clinging tightly to him.

After a moment, Lu Zhe chuckled softly. He leaned down and kissed Su Ci, waking her with his affection.

For the long years ahead, he was grateful to have her.

The End.