Chapter 1164 Who Changed the Clothes?

"Get out quickly," she pushed Lu Yi, "She will wake up soon, don't let her see you," and as she said that, she quickly tied up Yan Huan's hands and feet. The ropes tightly tied Yan Huan's arms, almost breaking her thin arms like dry wood. At this time, Yan Huan had already struggled violently, her whole body was like a bow, her hands were tightly clenched, and even the blue veins on the back of her hands bulged.

"Let's go," Zhu Mei shouted to Lu Yi, "Do you want her to live? Do you want her to die? "

Lu Yi's feet paused for a moment, and then he walked out. It was just a door, but inside was hell. His wife was suffering in hell, but he didn't even have the qualifications to be by her side.

Inside, there were waves of suppressed and painful groans from time to time, one after another. Nothing was more painful, unbearable, and painful than such sounds.

At this time, his eyes were red, his nose was sour, and even his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

Until the sound inside gradually became smaller, Zhu Meina came out. She breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her head. She was very tired.

"Don't worry, it's okay. "

When Zhu Meina saw Lu Yi outside, she actually didn't know how to comfort him.

At this moment, he and Yan Huan were like cacti. They both wanted to get close to each other, but as long as they got close, they would be covered with thorns and it would hurt.

Lu Yi opened the door and walked in. He saw that Yan Huan looked like she was dead. She was still tied up with ropes. Her breathing was very weak. Her hair was wet and there were strands of blood on her face.

Zhu Meina walked in again with a basin of water in her hand.

She put the basin on the table on the side, wrung out a wet towel inside, and then put it in front of Lu Yi.

"Help her deal with it first."

After she finished speaking, she remembered that there was one more thing she needed to tell Lu Yi, "That...be careful if she has any wounds on her body and don't touch her blood. "

But, she felt that what she said was all nonsense. Not only was it nonsense, but it was also a little late, because Lu Yi didn't care whether Yan Huan had injuries or blood on her body. He didn't even look at it. He just used a towel to carefully wipe the sweat on Yan Huan's face, as well as her hands and forehead.

Zhu Meina thought that even if Lu Yi really got AIDS because of this, he didn't feel anything. Maybe for him, it was better to let them die together than to be separated from Yan Huan.

Yes, it would be better to let them die together.

The Lu family doesn't need him now. He has left three children for the Lu family, so let him be willful for once, let him Follow your heart.

Yan Huan has suffered all her life and died once. In this life, he will not give up on her, no matter what she becomes. In the future, the two of them will find a place with few people, not caring about anything, and live the rest of their lives.

Even if it is not much, even if there is nothing left.

Lu Yi settled Yan Huan down. At this time, she was sleeping very soundly, almost motionless, and even her face was very pale. If you can't see the rise and fall of her chest, you may really think that she is actually dead.

Lu Yi came out with a basin, and in the basin were Yan Huan's clothes.

"You want to wash her clothes? "

Zhu Meina pointed at the clothes in Lu Yi's hand and asked.

"Well," Lu Yi lowered his head. The basin was filled with Yan Huan's old clothes. Except for those few years when she had a hard life, her clothes have always been very tasteful. The clothes she wears are not expensive, but they must be comfortable. But now these clothes can be clearly felt that the fabrics are of very poor quality and have been washed a lot of water. They are obviously washed to white, faded, and no longer as soft as before.

"I washed them, so she doesn't have to wash them," Lu Yi took the clothes to the small bathroom.

Just when he was about to do it, Zhu Meina turned off the faucet, "You can't wash them."

Lu Yi raised his face and looked at Zhu Meina coldly. Zhu Meina was not very scared. At this time, she was not afraid. "She doesn't let anyone touch her clothes. Do you think I'm really so lazy and don't want to help her wash clothes? I have to wait until she is half dead and wash her clothes myself. If you wash them, she will definitely know tomorrow. "

Although Yan Huan is always silent now, her heart is purer than anyone else. It is really difficult to make her not doubt. Otherwise, why would she have to eat white flour for a month.

Lu Yi looked at the clothes in the basin, then turned around and walked out.

He returned to Yan Huan's room. There was nothing in it except a bed. He sat on the floor and held Yan Huan's hand tightly. He saw that her wrists had been strangled by the rope, and almost all of them were new and old.

Lu Yi didn't even dare to let He Yibin come over. If it was just a simple drug addiction, he wouldn't be afraid, but AIDS, Yan Huan couldn't stand others knowing about it. She couldn't stand it at all.

In the morning, the light outside also came in gently from the window. Yan Huan put her hands on her eyes. She was a little tired and didn't want to open her eyes. She turned over and wanted to continue sleeping, but all the bones in her body seemed to be aching.

She curled up her body, and the sunlight still stubbornly fell on her body. She opened her eyes and stared at the transparent blue sky outside and the towering tree that could be seen from here.

The leaves swayed gently in the wind, fresh, green, and lush.

It turned out that spring had come without knowing when.

The leaves outside were still waving in the wind, and they were also happily dancing with beams of spring sunshine. Where the sunshine passed, there was a warm breeze and sun.

She sat up, but found that her clothes had been changed.

"Zhu Meina," Yan Huan opened the door and walked out.

Zhu Meina, who was chewing a steamed bun, also cried out in her heart that something was wrong. She knew that this was going to cause trouble and ask for punishment.

"Well, what's the matter?" Zhu Meina pretended to be stupid, chewing a steamed bun and tilting her head, just like a silly girl.

"Zhu Meina, did you change my clothes?" Yan Huan walked over and pressed one hand hard on the top of the table. His face was originally gray and looked even uglier at this time, but Zhu Meina was used to it, so she didn't feel it was so scary.