Chapter 1044 He Is Afraid that She Will Run Away

She had never seen him cry in her two lives, and this was the first time she knew this man had cried.

Suddenly a drop of water dropped on her face, with a warm temperature instead of the coldness of rain, because she knew that this was not rain, but it might be rain.

She reached out and touched his back, and then patted him again and again, while her eyes were empty. He went home, and they met again. There was no long-term reunion with others, and there was no respite from the disaster.

Her life was filled with pain.

She didn't get out of the car or go back. Lu Yi just remained silent. Sometimes he would touch her, but she would shrink her body tightly as if she was frightened.

It seems to hurt when touched, and it seems to hurt when touched.

It was like she had thorns all over her body, which hurt herself and others.

"If you don't want to talk, just write." Lu Yi took the paper and pen from the car and put them in front of her.

Yan Huan stretched out her hand and took it. Then she lowered her head. From the beginning, she never raised it or said a word. Her fingers were very cold and cold, and they still felt like ghosts. There is no temperature whatsoever.

She took the pen and scrawled a few lines under the paper. She handed the book over, but she quickly stuffed her fingers into her sleeves. Her hands were all covered with scars. Bruises, cuts, scratches, and frostbite, and now that winter is approaching, the frostbite on her hands has begun to recur, and her fingers are as swollen as carrots.

Lu Yi took the notebook. The writing on it was very ugly, as if his hand was frozen and even the pen could not be held. At this time, the weather was not too cold, and the car There is heating inside, but she wrote like this.

The writing on it was familiar to Lu Yi. Yan Huan had mentioned this place more than once. This was her and Yi Ling's home before, and it was the home where they lived for several years.

She lives there.

she has been living there

However, he didn't know.

Don't they all say that husband and wife have a tacit understanding, but why has he never thought that she would be in that place? Yes, he should have thought of it a long time ago, yes, he should have thought of it a long time ago. The only person in the world who could value the lives of her children more than his own was his mother. Apart from her, he really couldn't think of another person who would 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 doesn't ask or tell.

He was scared too.

He was afraid that she would run away, and then run away from his sight, until he could no longer find her.

The car drove very fast, and within half an hour, it had arrived at the address written on the paper. In fact, this was Lu Yi's first time here. Since Yan Huan moved here, it was actually not But Lu Yi, maybe even Yan Huan, never thought that one day, she would come back here and live a worse life than before.

Lu Yi got out of the car and moved a little further away from the car. He understood very well that Yan Huan was afraid of him now. No, she was not afraid of him, but she was afraid of seeing anyone. Otherwise, she would never have been home. Nor did she let anyone know that she was still alive.

The car door finally opened, and a woman in loose clothes walked out, covering her hands and face. She was very thin, and her loose clothes could almost fit several of her. She was so windy. From time to time, it was poured in from her collar and cuffs, which also made her clothes rustle.

She wore a big mask on her face, which almost covered her entire face. The only thing that had not changed was her eyes, but they seemed to be covered with a lot of dust at this time. She walked over Where I live, my legs are still limping, and it is very inconvenient to walk.

Lu Yi looked at her legs, his thin lips quivering in pain.

With a creak, Yan Huan took out the key and opened the door, then went in. Lu Yi followed, but was careful to stay five steps away from her.

He found that this was the safest distance for her, and only here did she seem to be neither nervous nor afraid.

When the light is turned on, everything inside is very simple. The cabinets, sofas, and small kitchen that have been used for I don’t know how many years can’t even accommodate a person. There are only two small bedrooms inside, and the other one may be a room for Yi. Those who live in the spirit are always keeping some things. From here, he can see the small bedroom. There is only a small bed. The quilts and other things on the small bed are folded neatly. This is Yan Huan's temperament. , she has always been like this, no matter how her life goes, she never lets her living place become sloppy.

Yan Huan came out of the kitchen, then brought a glass of water and placed it in front of Lu Yi. Then he stood far away by himself, five steps away, no more, no less, that's it.

Lu Yi picked up the cup, and his fingers were so strong that they almost crushed the cup in his hand.

He drank the water in one gulp and then sat there without moving.

Yan Huan entered the kitchen again and touched her face. She actually didn't want to face him with such an expression, but it seemed to be counterproductive. No one understood this man's stubbornness better than her, and no one understood him better than her. , this man will not give up until he reaches his goal.

When she came out again, she had already brought out a bowl of noodles, placed the noodles in front of the man, left quickly, brought another bowl for herself, and then closed the door with a bang. She locked herself up in that old room. It was impossible for her to be outside, and it was impossible for her to expose her face to eat outside.

Lu Yi was not wrong. What was wrong was the Su family, Su Muran, Su Qingdong, and Zhu Xianglan, but it would never be Lu Yi.

She pulled off the mask on her face, then took the chopsticks and ate the noodles one bite at a time. There was no mirror here, so she didn't know what her face looked like, but she knew that she now, Just like a ghost, could Lu Qin think of her as a ghost from beginning to end?

Outside, Lu Yi also brought the bowl, but he still didn't use his chopsticks. He just thought that the noodles were cold before he ate them. There were no other vegetables in the noodles, just white noodles. There are some chopped green onions and a handful of salt added to it, but nothing else, so it tastes like salt.

Lu Yi didn't feel it was too bad to eat, but he felt distressed after eating it. He couldn't imagine what kind of life Yan Huan was living these days. Was it like this every day, eating such simple meals? , or pick up those bottles for others and live with them.