Chapter 1096 Is He Really Dead?

And it was this light that made Fang Zhu's face brighten, thinking that Lu Yi finally discovered her good side.

Until now, she still didn't know that Yan Huan had returned. She was actually one of the few people who knew that Yan Huan was not recuperating but missing, otherwise she wouldn't be so excited to get something back.

As for the fact that Yan Huan had returned, if that immortal chaos was finished, everyone might have known about it, but it was a pity that an accident happened in the middle, and no one dared to take advantage of this accident, so some things are still confusing until now, so Yan Huan's return is still a mystery in the eyes of most people.

Not to mention Teacher Fang, who never reads the entertainment version.

Lu Yi turned around, but Fang Zhu's eyes slowly smiled. She also knew why, but she stretched out her hand, but Lu Yi walked past her, and her fingers always touched a corner of his clothes and the cold wind on him.

Fang Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then followed him without giving up.

But Lu Yi walked straight forward, and at this time, under the street light, there stood a woman with her head down, and she looked like a college student.

Fang Zhu touched her face. She was almost forty years old, but no one cared about her now. She thought she was excellent, but she was unmarried. When those men saw her, they all felt that they were not worthy of her high academic qualifications. Fang Zhu was already a doctor, and she was the youngest pride in the university education circle. In addition to her two glasses, her academic qualifications were represented by the wrinkles on her face and the corners of her eyes.

She was old and no longer young.

But she needed marriage to prove that she was a woman, a normal woman.

However, she didn't want to compromise herself, and she didn't want to wrong herself. She thought of Lu Yi. He should be with her. Maybe they were destined to be together.

Lu Yi walked very fast, and she followed him in her high heels, only to find that Lu Yi was already standing in front of the student, and he gave her the skewers in his hand.

The two were still talking about something, and they were very close.

"Lu Yi," Fang Zhu came over and stood beside Lu Yi, "So you are just like that, Yan Huan has only been dead for more than a year, and you have a new love, and Prosecutor Lu is just a person who loves the new and hates the old, not only I am blind, but Yan Huan is also blind,"

"You said I am blind?" The voice that suddenly came in interrupted Fang Zhu's words, "I obviously have good eyesight."

Yan Huan lifted her hat up, and then she continued to eat the skewers, but she leaned her body on Lu Yi's shoulder, but she needed to tiptoe, who made Lu Yi so tall.

Fang Zhu didn't react at first, but when she saw Yan Huan's face that had hardly changed in the past few years, she was stunned.

There is a kind of woman, time will give her a kind of preferential treatment, as if she will not grow old, as if she will not die.

Just like Yan Huan in front of her, she has not died, she has not grown old, perhaps many people think that missing is death, missing is gone. Missing means that it is impossible to come back forever.

But Yan Huan still came back.

She hugged Lu Yi's neck, with a strong sense of possession.

"He is my husband, and he will be my husband for life. Even if he dies, his ashes are mine, and you can't get a little bit of it."

This domineering oath is really what Yan Yinghou can say.

"Don't talk while eating," Lu Yi wiped the food residue on Yan Huan's mouth, "Let's go, find a place to sit down and eat slowly."

"Okay," Yan Huan smiled very sweetly when she spoke to Lu Yi. This 30-year-old woman is also rare for people to like. She has never admitted that she is old. She has always thought that she is a child, because there is also a man who spoils her like a child.

Lu Yi took her to sit on the steps on the side, and then he took out a newspaper from his body and put it on the steps for her to sit.

Yan Huan sat down next to him without hesitation, and also lay on Lu Yi's legs.

"Lu Yi, why do you think she became like this?"

Yan Huan asked Fang Zhu.

"How could a good female teacher become a prostitute?"

"She didn't plan her future well, and she was too self-righteous."

Lu Yi rolled up her sleeves, and everything looked natural and casual. He had done this action hundreds of times.

Yan Huan took another bite of the skewer in her hand, "I really don't know how you lived with her in your previous life?"

"I made the Lu family extinct."

Lu Yi directly blocked Yan Huan's mouth with one sentence.

Yan Huan took another bite of the skewer awkwardly. No matter what happened in her past life, she was the one who married Lu Yi. In this life, he was her husband and only her husband. She would never give up her husband. If Lu Yi dared to cheat on her or find her a mistress in the future, she would use a pair of scissors to castrate the scumbag.

Fang Zhu, who was far away, saw the couple leaning on each other so intimately. Suddenly, it was as if something had cut off a piece of her heart. It turned out that there were some things that she only knew now.

Once lost, it can no longer be found.

What she missed was also the memory of someone else.

She turned around, and her shadow under the street lamp was a little longer. She was almost forty years old, but she was still alone and fragmented. She didn't know whether to blame others or herself.

Yan Huan raised her face and looked at the sky above the sand top, which was full of various stars.

In fact, she hadn't seen such a beautiful starry sky in Haishi for a long time. She had seen it when she was in Chenjia Village. The sky of Chenjia Village was very blue, the stars of Chenjia Village were very bright, and life in Chenjia Village was also very hard.

But Chenjia Village can be said to be an isolated place. There is no dispute there. People live by the mountains and rivers. Over time, it seems that even the anxious heart in the bustling city has been collected together.

She closed her eyes and wanted to sleep for a while.

In her dream, she seemed to see her mother.

Her mother was still the same mother as before, she had not changed at all. She was thirty years old, just like her age, but her face was already covered with all kinds of frost.

Her mother's aging had nothing to do with time.

Her mother's aging had nothing to do with wrinkles.

Her aging was only because her heart had grown old.