Chapter 947: Last life

He couldn't imagine, if Yan Huan really came out, what would he do, what would the three children in the family do?

It's not easy, their life is calmer, they have these three children, they are all children who are nursing, and they are all children who need their mother, but how can this happen.

"Ma Ma..."

Xun Xun opened her eyes, she would already recognize people, she would cry when she could not find her mother, and when she saw her father, her mouth was flat, and then she cried, tears fell one by one. , But she has been crying for a long time.

She has been crying for most of the day. Ye Shuyun saw her granddaughter crying, and she was very distressed. But what should I do? Looking for this is to kill her cry.

Ma Ma, Xun Xun stretched out his little fingers, grabbed his father's clothes, a pair of eyes like Yan Huan, so that Lu Yi's heart was unbearable again.

"Xun Xun, tell Dad, how will Dad bring his mother back, and how will he return it to you?"

Xun Xun saw that her father would not find her mother, and her voice choked from time to time, and a hoarse voice came from her little throat, almost all of them tingled Ye Shuyun and Lu Yi's heart.

"Don't cry," Lu Yi coaxed her daughter, "Mama sleeps, dad accompanied Xun Xun, OK?"

Xun Xun still wants her mother, but maybe she is really crying, and she is asleep with tears on the corners of her eyes, but she is very unsettled. As long as there is a little noise, she will wrinkle herself Little faint brows and little cheeks are not much **** now. A small hand is always holding his father's clothes, and Lu Yi is afraid to move.

The most charming part of the family is Xun. As long as the three children in the family do not cry, the other two are very good.

Ye Shuyun was guarding the other two children, fearing they would wake up and cry again, while Lu Yi was holding Xun Xun, who had not slept in one night and had not changed any posture in one night.

As far as joy is concerned, one night has not returned.

Yan Huan didn’t know where she was. Her consciousness always seemed to be unreturned, just like a wandering soul, drifting until she felt sober until the waves of pain in her arm.

And she was indeed awakened by the pain.

Her delicate brows squeezed lightly in the middle from time to time, her red lips also lost some blood, and at this time, she was like a lamb to be slaughtered, and not only her body but also her was bound. soul.

There was another pain on her arm. She burst into tears. Her tears continued to fall down the corners of her eyes, but they were all hidden in her hair.

Lu Yi, I hurt so much...

She trembles her lips unconsciously. She is crying when she hurts, and she can only cry when she hurts.

Suddenly, Lu Yi raised his face, he gently held his arm, always feeling a slight faint pain here.

However, this movement was awake to find Xun Xun, Xun Xun moved his long eyelashes, and then sucked his small nose. The small appearance was really grievous and pitiful.

Lu Yi patted her daughter's tiny body gently.

"Don't be afraid, my father will find my mother back."

And he put his big palm on the small face of Xun Xun, Xun Xun's face is really small, almost not as big as his one hand, this little child, even when he is asleep, is not peaceful of.

If the dialect is happy at this time, then it is not so, she must be very good.

Lu Yi raised his face, and the dark starlight on the outside was shining with a few stars. I didn't know when, it seemed that the few were quietly hidden in the clouds, and the sky became dark again.

In the darkness before dawn, there are still five fingers out of reach,

It was like a black cloud that had been pressed over the top of their heads, and then made them unable to breathe.

When the darkness outside was finally pierced by a ray of light, the bells of daybreak also sounded, and in the layers of clouds, the sun still rose, but the black clouds suppressed, maybe Soon after, the day will be dark again, the forecast said.

There is rain today.

The rain in Haishi this season is very cold.

Yan Huan opened her eyes. She felt that her head was aching and her body was aching. She didn't even know what was wrong with her, what happened, and where the whole person was.

For a moment, she even forgot who she was.

She just stared blankly at the white ceiling, and also let her consciousness pull away one by one, and then reply little by little.

This piece of pale white, without any color, and white, hurt her heart, she does not like white, nor does she like red.

White, the color of the hospital.

Red, blood color,

She moved her arm a bit, but the arm was too heavy to lift, and she wanted to sit up, but the waist seemed to be sinking down, unable to straighten up, she wanted to shout, but her throat seemed like Including sand.

She couldn't close her eyes anymore, so she didn't know how long it was until she felt a needle-like pain again, her body could not help but spasms, and her eyes suddenly opened. Big.

At this time, her eyes were a little erratic, and there weren't too many colors in the gray fog, and finally in the gray fog, there were a few white shadows in and out.

Is she dead?

Is this a ghost?

She turned her face, and there was not much focus on her blurred vision. She seemed to see nothing and could not hear. There were only so many white shadows, shaking from time to time in front of her eyes.

Her body is a bit cold, she is cold, she wants to cry. .

It was like something in her body was flowing outwards, and such a lapse began to lose her hearing, her eyesight, her feelings, and her life...

Suddenly, her arm hurt again.

It was this pain that made the gray fog in front of her disappear instantly.

White and red appeared in front of her eyes.

People in white coats, and that tube of red...blood

She opened her mouth and there was still no sound. Her voice was stuck and her voice disappeared.

Such a situation, such a scene, seems familiar.

Zeng Jin was like this, her limbs were tightly clasped, and the tube after tube of blood was drawn from her body.

She opened her mouth wide, only breathing in and out, still unable to speak.

When she lowered her head, she saw that her wrists and feet were tightly **** with ropes. It wasn't the other that imprisoned her, but these ropes, and those invisible chains, locked tightly. Her soul.

"Take some more," a woman came in, and her cold eyes glanced at her, drawing her blood out, and my daughter needed his blood.