Chapter 1408

Twenty years later, she seemed to be dreaming. She didn't know when she would wake up.

Standing at the door of the innermost room on the third floor, Lu wanchu was very nervous. He slowly raised his hand and twisted the door handle.

Her movements are very light, afraid of disturbing the people inside.

The door was slowly opened and Lu wanchu went in.

The room is very big. The layout of the whole room is very dreamy. The main tone is pink. The warm color wall lamp makes the whole room look very warm.

On the bed, Fu nianwan was in a coma covered with a quilt, and his forehead was wrapped with gauze.

Lu wanchu gently looked down and turned his head to the other side.

The slender figure leaned lazily on the sofa, sleeping with his head in one hand and holding documents in his hand.

After 20 years, Fu Yi has changed a lot. There are fine wrinkles on his forehead, his hair has turned white on his ears, and his body exudes vicissitudes and despair. People can't help but collapse and feel distressed.

Her Fu Yi, how did this happen?

Lu wanchu felt terrible pain all over. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the position of his heart. His eyes were red and astringent. He struggled to lift his feet and walk towards Fu Yi.

He seemed very tired and didn't wake up. If Fu Yiyi was twenty years ago, he would wake up at the first time once someone invaded.

Standing one meter away from Fu Yi, Lu wanchu had no courage to walk over.

She caused him to become like this. She's not good!

Lu wanchu felt that every step seemed to gouge out her heart.

Finally, standing in front of Fu Yi, Lu wanchu's tears fell from the corners of his eyes and onto the back of Fu Yi's hands.

His closed eyes moved slightly, like a dream. There was his favorite woman in the dream, so he didn't want to wake up.

Lu wanchu covered his lip with his left hand and raised his right hand tremblingly to touch Fu Yi's cheek.

Fu Yiyi grabbed Lu wanchu's right hand, and Feng's eyes opened sharply and cold.

When they saw Lu wanchu, the air in the whole room seemed stagnant. They held their breath and looked at each other quietly.

Fu Yi didn't speak. He looked at Lu wanchu infatually for fear that if he spoke, Lu wanchu would disappear.

"Fu Yi."

Finally, Lu wanchu spoke first. She looked at Fu Yiyi 20 years later. His eyes were empty and desperate.

This made her feel remorse and uncomfortable.

"Late? Am I dreaming? "

Fu Yi whispered, hoarse and longing.

"No, you're not dreaming. I'm back. I'm really back."

Lu wanchu had just finished, and the whole person had been held in his arms.

"You're finally back!"

Fu Yiyi made a slight effort. Lu wanchu was afraid that he would hurt the little Nian in his stomach, so he gently pushed him away. "Fu Yiyi, I'm still pregnant with Nian, so be careful."

Fu Yi looked frozen, looked down at Lu wanchu's lower abdomen, "read?"

"In fact, I came here twenty years ago, not..."

Lu wanchu's words were not finished yet. Fu Yi hugged her again and his eyes were red. "Don't say it, please don't say it."

He would rather deceive himself that she came back than come twenty years ago.

This kind of Fu Yi made Lu wanchu feel distressed.

"Sorry, I don't know what happened, but I know my Fu Yi must be very bitter."

Lu wanchu held Fu Yi's cheek in both hands, his eyes flushed and held back his tears.

"Don't look, don't look."

Fu Yi turned away, afraid that he would scare Lu wanchu.