She hadn't seen him cry in her entire life. This was the first time she knew this man was crying.
A drop of water suddenly dropped on her face, with a warm temperature instead of the coldness of the rain, because she knew that it was not rain, and it might also be rain.
She reached out and touched his back, then patted again and again, and her own eyes were empty, he went home, they reunited, no one reunited after a long time, and did not have the rest of the life.
Her life was actually painful.
She didn't get out of the car or go back. Lu Yi just kept silent. He sometimes had to touch her, and she seemed to be scared, shrinking her body tightly.
It seems to hurt when touched, it seems to hurt when touched.
She seemed to have stings all over her body, stinging herself and others.
"Write it if you don't want to say it." Lu Yi took the paper and pen from the car and placed it in front of her.
Yan Huan stretched out her hand and took it over. Then she lowered her head. From the beginning, she had not lifted up or said a word. In a word, her fingers were very cold and very cold, still like ghosts, There is no temperature.
She took the pen, and then wrote a few lines under the paper, and she handed over the book, but she put her fingers in the sleeve quickly, and all her hands were scars. Scratches, cuts, scratches, and frostbite, and now that it is almost winter, the frostbite on her hand has also begun to recur, and several fingers are swollen like radishes.
Lu Yi took the book, and the words on it were very unsightly. It was like when the hands were frozen, even the pens were handwritings when they couldn’t hold it, and the weather was not too cold at this time. There was also heating inside, but she was written like this.
And the above handwriting, Lu Yi is no stranger, Yan Huan mentioned this place more than once, this is her previous home with Yi Ling, the home where they lived for several years.
She lives there.
She has lived there
However, he did not know.
Didn’t they all say that both husband and wife would have a tacit understanding, but why did he never think about it, she would be there, yes, he should have thought about it already, yes, he should have thought about it, this In the world, the life of a child can be regarded as heavier than his own life, and there is only a mother. Except for her, he really can't think of a second person who will be willing to die for three children.
He didn't want to think about why Yan Huan became so thin, and what happened to her.
He didn't ask or say.
He was also afraid.
He was afraid that she ran, and then ran away from his sight, and he could not find him again.
The car drove very quickly, and within half an hour, I had reached the string of addresses written on the paper. In fact, this was Lu Yi’s first visit. After Yan Huan moved from here, he actually did not It’s just that Lu Yi may have never even thought of Huanhuan herself. It turned out that one day, she would come back here and live a worse life than in the past.
Lu Yi got out of the car and was far away from the car. He knew very well that Yanhuan was afraid of him now, not right. She was not afraid of him, but she was afraid of seeing anyone. Otherwise, she would never have been home. Nor did it let anyone know that she was alive.
The car door was finally opened. From the inside, a woman wearing a large dress with her hands and face wrapped around her, she was very thin, loose clothes, almost all of them could fit under her, wind From time to time, her neckline and cuffs were poured in, and her clothes were blown and banged.
She wore a big mask on her face, almost covering the entire face, the only thing that didn't change was her eyes, but at this time it seemed to be covered with a lot of dust, and she went Where you live, your legs are still limp, and it is very inconvenient to walk.
Lu Yi looked at her leg, and her thin lips twitched.
With a squeak, Yan Huan took out the key and opened the door, and then went in by herself. Lu Yi followed, but was careful that she was five steps away from her.
He found that this was her safest distance, and only here, it seemed that she was not nervous or scared
The light is turned on, everything inside is very rudimentary, I don’t know how many years of cabinets, sofas, small kitchens can even stand alone, there are only two small bedrooms, and the other may be Iraqi The spirit lives, now there are some things. From him, it can be seen that there is only a small bed in the small bedroom. The quilt above the small bed is stacked neatly. This is Yan Huan’s temperament. She is always like this, no matter how her life is, she will never make her place sloppy.
Yan Huan came out of the kitchen, and then took a glass of water and placed it in front of Lu Yi. Then he stood alone, five steps away, no more, no less, that’s all.
Lu Yi picked up the cup, and his five fingers were very hard. Almost all of them shattered the cup in his hand.
He drank the water in one breath and then sat there without going away.
Yan Huan went into the kitchen again. She touched her face, but she didn’t want to face him with such a face, but it seemed to be contrary to her wishes. No one knew her stubbornness better than her, and no one knew her better. , This man keeps his eyes open.
When she came out again, she had already brought out a bowl of noodles, then put the noodles in front of this man, and then quickly left, and then served herself a bowl, and then slammed the door, too She shut herself in that old room, she couldn’t be outside, she couldn’t expose her face to eat.
There is nothing wrong with Lu Yi. The fault is the Su family, Su Muran, Su Qingdong, Zhu Xianglan, but it will never be Lu Yi.
She pulled off the mask on her face, then took the chopsticks and ate the noodles bit by bit. There was no mirror here, so she didn’t know what her face looked like, but she knew that now she, Just like a ghost, if Lu Qin is from beginning to end, can she be a ghost?
On the outside, Lu Yi also served the bowl, but he never used the chopsticks. It was after the noodles were cold that he ate them. There were no other dishes in the noodles, just white noodles. There are some chopped green onions and a handful of salt. There is nothing else, so it tastes like salt.
Lu Yi didn't feel how unpalatable, but he was distressed to eat. He couldn't imagine, these days, what days are he talking about, is it like this every day, eating such a simple meal Still picking up those bottles for others and using those to live.