Yan Huan put the phone on her chest, she will not be with Lu Qin anymore, and she will not be in this life.
"If I separate from him, I haven't married him, he looks down on me, he hasn't got the things behind me, he hasn't sold himself to me."
"I know," Lu Yi may not know whether Lu Qin and Yan Huan are married. He is in the prosecutor's office, these things are very easy to find out. In this world, perhaps only the fool Yan Huan would believe that Lu Qin and her The so-called marriage book is useful, it can bind a man all his life.
The only thing in the world that can prove the relationship between husband and wife is the marriage certificate, but Lu Qin did not give her.
His fingers paused slightly, and he continued to type.
"You and Lu Qin are separated, and my people will stay with you for life."
Yan Huan’s sudden nose was sour again. Almost all of the grievances over the years had rolled out. She wanted to cry, but she didn’t dare to cry out loud. She just held the phone and the pillows under her face were gradually. A lot of water beads were infiltrated into it, and she was losing tears that would make her worthless.
"You don't have a girlfriend?"
Yan Huan asked again.
"No," Lu Yi followed her words. No, he was willing to accompany her for a lifetime without a name.
"Don't you get married?" Yan Huan clenched her cell phone tightly, and her cell phone was tightly pinched in her palm.
"No, stay with you forever."
Yan Huan laughed suddenly, but what happened was that some chest hurt.
She covered her chest and also shrunk her body, and the mobile phone was still held in her palm, just like before, accompanying her to sleep every day, not the mobile phone, or the little she thought The avatar is actually just that man.
Lu Yi put the documents on the table, page by page, and soon afterwards he saw that the Guan image there was already in a state of departure. He knew it.
She has fallen asleep.
In fact, Yan Huan's daily life and rest are very regular. As long as it is filming, it is basically a kind of work and rest. No matter whether she has the drama the next day, she will get up early, usually get up at about six o'clock, and seven o'clock. Make-up, officially started shooting at 8 o'clock, but she recently went to bed late and got up late.
Lu Yi took out a stack of documents on the table again, or just kept a small lamp on and started to work.
He stayed in the hospital for two months, and his work also fell a lot. The two months of work piled up, but it was not enough to make up for two months, which was more difficult than he thought.
Therefore, his work cannot be supported, otherwise, the final result will be that he will add two months in a row, or even a longer class, but he will have time to accompany her.
Well, yes, stay with her for life.
No girlfriend.
There is no marriage.
She didn't, he didn't.
When Yan Huan woke up again, her eyes hurt. Recently, her uncompromising tears were constantly flowing. She was crying after filming, and she was crying after filming, so she might not be able to film.
She sat up, first went to the small restroom, covered her eyes with a hot towel to see if it could make her eyes more comfortable, so as not to be swollen like this, swollen, don’t say filming, not even the door Too.
After a while, she felt a lot more comfortable with her eyes, but when she looked in the mirror, she was still swollen and swollen, just like a goldfish eye.
She had no choice but to lie down on the little wooden bed, let her eyes rest for a while, she had only thought of squinting for a while, but as a result she did not expect that she fell asleep directly, and she was frozen Awake.
She hugged her arms, and that was how cold she felt. She forgot to cover the quilt, and it was no wonder that she awakened.
She rubbed her nose and felt a little uncomfortable. As a result, she sneezed several times. When the assistant came to call her, she realized that Yan Huan was not right.
Her face was burnt red, and people were confused, but she still held the phone in her hand.
She is not good by herself. As a result, this common cold, when replaced with others, may be a matter of a few pills, or it may not even take the medicine, but it seems to be a bit serious here.
The doctor came over and hung up a needle for her. The poor backs of these two hands were pierced with pinholes. Since the assistant followed Yan Huan, Yan Huan has always paid attention to his body, although sometimes Some are injured, but they haven’t been sick for so long. Now, almost every day, they are hung with water to be able to film.
But there is no way for the doctor, what can I do besides hanging water? He also said that we should pay attention to rest, how to shoot the play?
Well now, this time I caught a cold and couldn't move while lying down again.
Yan Huan wiped his snot, and the small face was still red. Now it is said to be a small face. It is really a small face. It is almost only a slap-sized face, and most adults don’t even have one hand.
Recently, you don’t need to film anymore, let’s get a few more shots. The assistant covers the quilt for Yan Huan. The two of them don’t make love. The love is dead, and there is love in it. Neither of them can cry, one can only scream with a big mouth open, while the other is a bitter play with a look on the face.
However, it is also because they got stuck here, and it is also thanks to the director who is a perfectionist and can be said to be a fault-finding person. This scene was shot one by one. Although it took a lot of time, it also gave time to Yan Huan. So that she can take a good rest for a few days. She is now in the body, let alone filming, she just slept all night, a small cold, and she has reached such a serious point that it was originally good, and it is possible to avoid hanging needles Okay, come on, it's just a few more days.
"Miss Yan, let's just say that, after this time, we really can't be sick anymore."
"Are you blaming me?"
Yan Huan asked the assistant, "Do you think I want to be injured, do you think I want to be sick, do you think I want to catch a cold?"
"Then how can you not get hurt, catch a cold, or get sick?" The assistant really wanted to cry.
"I don't know," Yan Huan shook his head. "If you want to ask the doctor or Du Niang, this is more professional than my answer."
The assistant was defeated and she wanted to be quiet.
Yan Huan raised her hand, and the needle on the back of her hand was still in her blood vessel. It is not known how many times she received the injection. In fact, she was able to save her life. It was really lucky.
She was so thin and so light. The blood at 1500CC was almost 25% of the body's blood. This is no wonder. Even before she donated blood, He Yibin asked her to sign one. A consent for blood donation.