Her breath is intertwined and her body is soft. She can capture and appreciate every inch of emotional changes on his face. She is willing to find and appreciate them. Every change of his face is related to her.
Until the end.
The breathing is still very deep.
Yu lies on the bed. Lu Yan sticks to her back and gasps slightly. His breath is in her ear. His slightly thick fingers are still at the junction of the two people, which seems to stir them up. Metaphor is very tired. The whole person seems to have just been fished out of the water. She closes her eyes, her hair is a little wet in front of her forehead, and it is sexy to stick to her face. But the whole person is happy and relaxed. She likes it very much. Lu Yan's hugging her so tightly now will give her some unspeakable sense of security and fullness.
Lu Yan took her to take a bath and slowly dried her hair.
Before going to bed, Yanyu remembered that she was going to England tomorrow. She had just made a reservation today. She thought about it and thought that she could not hide it from Lu Yan.
Although Cheng CI made the relationship between them very awkward, since she decided to have a try with him, she couldn't hide it from him any more.
Yu lie on Lu Yan's chest, she pursed her lower lip, hesitated, light mouth: "Lu Yan."
"Well?"
"I'm going to England tomorrow."
Lu Yan's eyebrows jumped On a business trip? " In fact, he knew what day it would be tomorrow, and he knew that Yuyu was going to England, but he didn't think that Yuyu would take the initiative to tell him.
About because of shame, he felt that even if she did not tell him, although he would mind, he would not be angry.
"No," he said Her voice was light. "Tomorrow is Cheng Ci's death day, so I'm going to London... "
Lu Yan hugged her: "well."
Yanyu raises her eyelids to see Lu Yan's chin line. She reaches out her hand and gently depicts his thin lips. She feels that the air is a bit oppressive and the air flow is stagnant.
Cheng CI is her past, just as Xu Yingxia is Lu Yan's past.
She is no longer as paranoid as she was three years ago. She hopes that she and Lu Yan can face each other's past calmly and accept each other's past calmly.
Her eyelashes moved, and then she opened her mouth, breaking the silence in the bedroom: "ah Yan If you want to go to London with me, it's just the two of us. "
Lu Yan's Adam's Apple moved up and down, looked down at her, and her pupils settled slightly. It seemed that she didn't expect that she would put forward such words.
The simile repeated, "let's go to London." As she spoke, the radian of her lips rose slightly, and her smile was obvious.
Her fingers slowly inserted into his fingers, intertwined, soft and cold, with a touch.
She bent her eyes, very calm, but a closer look, the fundus also a little uneasy: "Cheng ci He is my past... " She said half, but did not say, "forget it."
She heaved her chest and pursed her lips.
Under the light, her outline exudes a soft luster, Yingrun gentle, let people feel very happy family, look carefully, you can see the fine hair on her cheek.
Lu Yan's heart is hot, he seems to understand the meaning of the metaphor, also understand the idea of the metaphor.
He took her hand and held her tightly with the other hand. He didn't say anything, but his mind suddenly came to his senses. He heard his low voice: "I'll go to London with you."
They can not escape the shackles of the secular, are not free and easy people, will mind, but want to be together forever, can not always let the mood diaphragm should be in the heart.
The bedroom quieted down again. Yu closed his eyes and went to sleep, but Lu Yan couldn't sleep for a long time. His well-defined fingers tightened and separated, and his mood was difficult to calm down. He asked the doctor, but the doctor couldn't hypnotize him, so he couldn't know whether he had lost his memory. The doctor told him that if he really remembered that part of his memory was incomplete, he might need spiritual stimulation to recover.
The doctor asked Lu Yan if he agreed to the treatment and asked him to try several methods to stimulate his memory. However, Lu Yan knew what he thought in his heart, and he didn't want to recover that memory.
No matter what Cheng Ci and what he had experienced, what was the last scene like.
This time, he didn't want to imagine.
He only hopes that Yanyu can really make chengci become the past, no longer entangle with chengci's death, and never know the so-called truth.
The plane took off the next night. During the day, she took Xiaoxing and Lu Shumu to the shopping mall for shopping, and then sent them to Lu Chengguo.
Recently, Zhou Yun is ill and has high blood pressure. She doesn't care about a few people. She feels uncomfortable when she looks at Yu Yu. However, when she thinks that Yu Yu is Xu Zhigang's daughter, she is even more depressed. She still has a few unclear emotions.
Because of recent events, Lu Yan's attitude towards Zhou Yun is even colder, leaving almost nothing but "mother..." The basic respect of this word, without the slightest intimacy.Zhou Yun tried to talk to Lu Yan several times, but she was blocked by Lu Yan's indifference and didn't know what to say.
Xiaoxingxing and Lu Shumu feel that grandma doesn't like them, and they know that grandma doesn't like her mother. This time, the two children are not close to Zhou Yun. They are only entangled with their grandfather.
Lu Chengguo touched little star's head and teased her: "little star, grandma miss you, want to be sick, can you go and play with grandma?"
Little star blinked, round eyes full of Innocence: "I'm afraid I'll be angry with grandma."
"Why, you're so cute."
"Teacher, if the other party doesn't like you, you don't know how to approach the other party, that person will be very angry." She has a soft voice and a smile.
It's embarrassing to hear it in the ears of several adults.
Listen in Zhou Yun's ears, is embarrassed and angry, she forbeared, squeezed out a smile: "little star, like you very much, how can not like, is someone secretly told you what?"
In Zhou Yun's words, there is a hidden needle, implying that the metaphor provokes the feelings between the two children and her.
Little star nodded hard, the voice is very sweet: "yes, I heard someone say."
Zhou Yun's eyes flashed with satisfaction: "tell Grandma, who told you, don't be afraid."
Yu Yu is also curious to hear Xiao Xing's words, because she seldom speaks ill of Zhou Yun to Xiao Xing. No matter how adults make trouble, children are innocent. "Little star said:" is grandma you said, I heard you and mother's dialogue, you said you don't like mother, so also don't like me and brothe