Chapter 1864: She said she said

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Lu Yi may also find that Yan Huan's emotions are not right.
Yan Huan's two lives were lost to the Su family. Especially in the previous life, she suffered something. Others did not know. He knew that maybe he had rescued her once, but did not rescue her in her first life.
Yan Huan still remembers the pain, and she never forgot it.
Yan Huan breathed softly again and again, and the violent ups and downs of her chest also slowly calmed down, and her heart began to calm down slowly.
When Lu Yi lowered her head, she realized that Yan Huan had fallen asleep, her long eyelashes were trembling lightly, her white face was still as young and beautiful as ever, and she hadn’t changed more than half of her time. What seemed to seem to have forgotten her existence.
She still seemed like she was in her twenties when she had just appeared in the small golden silkworm.
Has not changed.
"Sleep," Lu Yi carefully covered the quilt for her, and all regretted it. To force her today, he should use another method, which might be more euphemistic and easier to accept.
However, from Yan Huan’s loss of control, he already saw that Yan Huan hated the Su family more than he thought, if she knew about it.
So to Yan Huan, it was more difficult for her to forgive than Ye Jianguo.
They were all her loved ones, but they hurt her three times.
Such a story, such a fact, how to let her accept, how to bear?
"Lu Yi..." Yan Huan opened his eyes and clenched his hands.
"What's wrong?" Lu Yi smiled at her, and gently choked her on the quilt.
"I want to eat your noodles."
Yan Huan put his hand on his face, "Are you cooking noodles for me?"
"Okay, I'll cook it for you."
Lu Yi put her hand on the quilt again, "The weather is cold, don't leave it cold."
"Okay," Yan Huan shrank his whole person under the quilt. Now he is waiting to eat the bowl of noodles made by Lu Yi.
Lu Yi's bowl of noodles has been done in her life. She hasn't finished her last life. She has to eat enough for her life.
If someone asks her what she likes to eat, it must be the bowl of noodles made by Lu Yi. This is the best food she has ever eaten, and it is also a deep memory.
When Lu Yi came in with a bowl of noodles again, he saw that Yan Huan was holding a photo album, which he gave to Yan Huan, which was not much left to her by her. More than 20 photos, which were torn by Sun Yuhan a dozen, he spent a lot of time, only to put together the photos carefully, then invited the best retoucher, one The repair of each one is completed, and now it can't be seen at all. This is actually torn to pieces.
Yan Huan cherishes this book the most, and of course she also cherishes the one they have, and the one she will save for her three children now.
"Noodles are eaten." Lu Yi put the noodles down, and then took the clothes for Huanhuan.
Yan Huan had picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles. She picked up the poached egg from the bottom.
She likes to eat this poached egg the most, how can it be so delicious, yeah, how can it be so delicious.
She raised her face and looked at Lu Yi, who was also eating the noodles, sitting very upright, and eating and sleeping. It seemed that she also had such a habit.
"What's wrong, isn't the noodles delicious today?" Lu Yi pinned the hair in her ears.
Yan Huan shook his head at him, "No, it's delicious. You made the best."
"Then finish it."
Lu Yi lowered her head again, staring at the noodle that Yan Huan placed on the table. Yan Huan was eating noodles, and then she exhaled gently. Instead of eating the noodles, she put the chopsticks on the bowl.
"Lu Yi..."
"Well," Lu Yi stopped eating.
"I confess to you."
"Eat noodles first," Lu Yi knew what Yan Huan was going to say, but now it’s not time to say that. After eating noodles, it’s not anything else. If you put it on for a while, it won’t taste good. Yes, you can't eat it.
Yan Huan picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat the noodles. Until a bowl of noodles was finished, she was resting on Lu Yi's lap and she was a little sleepless.
Lu Yi is the same.
And she didn't know where to start. She opened the album again. The color of the photo was very good, just like it was taken yesterday. Lu Yi told her that in fact, some colors of the photo have retreated The color is that he found a photo repair amount, and the repaired photo repairer in the security bureau is very high, so she can't see the trace of the repair.
Yes, she couldn't see it, and of course she didn't know how long Lu Yi spent to put these photos together. Those letters were well spelled, the letter was good, and they were not torn apart, but the photos were The tear is too broken.
He didn't want Yanhuan to lose any of them. After all, the childhood memories that Yanhuan could leave were just these. He just didn't want Yanhuan's life to have any more regrets.
He worked hard, and those repairers, of course, also repaired quite hard. For these dozen photos, it took a full seven days. The three repairers almost added several days and night shifts, and finally It became the album she currently holds
All the albums are sealed, so that she can hold it all her life without fear of fading, even if the album is broken, it will not damage the photos for half.
And the woman in the photo also became alive in Lu Yi's brain and became familiar with it.
That is Ye Rong, his aunt, the best aunt to him before.
But it was forgotten by him. He only saw the photo at the moment. It seems that the years that have passed have just started to bump into those past, and it is only slowly that he began to make his memory clear. With.
Yes, this is Ye Rong's fault.
Yan Huan turned to the last page, this is to close the album, and her eyes and focus were placed on the album, so I didn’t find that the overly complicated thoughts on Lu Yi’s face were still contaminated. In his eyes those unspeakable familiar thoughts.
Yan Huan sat up, then sat in front of Lu Yi.
"I was taken away by Zhu Xianglan."
This is something she never said.
Lu Yi was listening and did not intervene. In fact, it was similar to what he had in advance. It was really done by the Su family.
"They forced my blood and my bone marrow, and used the most direct way," she put her hands around her waist. "It is clear that there is a safer and less harmful way to the body. But they have to use that method because the bone marrow taken out in this way is of good quality."