Chapter 1864 She Said, She Said Everything

Lu Yi may have also noticed that something was wrong with Yan Huan's mood.

Yan Huan had been defeated at the hands of the Su family in her two lifetimes, especially in her last lifetime. No one else knew what kind of suffering she had suffered. He knew that maybe he had saved her once, but he had not saved her in her first life.

Yan Huan still remembered the pain, she had never forgotten it.

Yan Huan breathed gently again and again, and the violent ups and downs in her chest gradually calmed down, and her heart also began to slowly calm down.

When Lu Yi lowered his head, he found that Yan Huan had fallen asleep. Her long eyelashes were trembling slightly. Her fair face was still as young and beautiful as ever, and it had not changed in the slightest. Time had not left any mark on her body. It was as if she had forgotten her existence.

She still looks like the same person she was when she was twenty years old, when she first played the role of Little Golden Silkworm.

It hasn't changed.

"Go to sleep," Lu Yi carefully covered her with a quilt, feeling a little regretful. He had forced her so much today, and he should have used another method, perhaps more tactfully and more easily accepted.

However, from Yan Huan's loss of control, he could already see that Yan Huan seemed to hate the Su family more than he imagined, if she knew about it.

So for Yan Huan, this was even more difficult for her to forgive than Ye Jianguo.

They were all her closest relatives, but they harmed her time and time again.

How can she accept such a story and such a fact? How can she bear it?

"Lu Yi..." Yan Huan opened his eyes and held his hand tightly.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yi smiled at her, and then gently choked the quilt for her.

"I want to eat the noodles you cooked."

Yan Huan put his hand on her face, "Can you cook some noodles for me?"

"Okay, I'll cook it for you."

Lu Yi put her hand under the quilt again, "It's getting cold, don't get cold."

"Okay," Yan Huan huddled herself under the quilt, and now she was waiting to eat the bowl of noodles made by Lu Yi.

Lu Yi had made this bowl of noodles in her last life. She had not finished it in her previous life, so she must eat enough in this life.

If someone asked her what she liked or disliked, it would definitely be this bowl of noodles made by Lu Yi. It was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted, and it was also the taste that she remembered deeply.

When Lu Yi came in with another bowl of noodles, he saw Yan Huan looking at a photo album. This was what he gave to Yan Huan. It was one of the few things Yan Huan's mother left to Yan Huan. There were more than twenty pictures. Sun Yuhan tore up a dozen of them at the beginning. He spent a lot of effort to carefully put the photos together bit by bit, and then hired the best retoucher. Zhang Zhang has been repaired, but now you can't tell at all. They were actually torn into pieces.

Yan Huan cherishes this book the most. Of course, she also cherishes their copy, and the one she wants to save for her three children now.

"It's time to eat noodles." Lu Yi put the noodles down, then took the clothes and put them on for Yan Huan.

Yan Huan had already picked up the chopsticks and started eating 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? Yes, how can it be so delicious?

She raised her face and looked at Lu Yi across from her. He was also eating noodles. His body was sitting very upright and he was silent during eating and sleeping. It seemed that he had this habit.

"What's wrong, today's noodles are not delicious?" Lu Yi pinned the hair around her ears.

Yan Huan shook his head at him, "No, it's delicious. What you make is the best."

"Then finish eating."

Lu Yi lowered his head again and stared at the portion of noodles that Yan Huan put on the table. Yan Huan was eating the noodles, and then she breathed out gently. Instead of eating the noodles, she put her chopsticks on the bowl.

"Lu Yi..."

"Well," Lu Yi also stopped eating.

"I'll be honest with you."

"Let's eat the noodles first," Lu Yi knew what Yan Huan was going to say, but now is not the time to talk about this. Let's eat the noodles first. Noodles are not other things. If they are left for a while, they will not taste good. Put more Yes, you can't eat it.

Yan Huan then picked up the chopsticks and continued eating the noodles. After finishing the bowl of noodles, she rested her head on Lu Yi's lap, feeling a little sleepy.

The same goes for Lu Yi.

And she didn't know where to start. She opened the photo album again. The color of the photo was very good, as if it was taken yesterday. Lu Yi told her that in fact, some of the colors in the photo had faded. Color, he found a photo restorer who repaired it. The photo restorers in the Security Bureau were very high-level, so she couldn't see the traces of the repair.

Yes, she couldn't see it, and of course she didn't know how long it took Lu Yi to put these photos together. The letters were put together well, and they were not torn into pieces, but the photos were It was torn too much.

He didn't want Yan Huan to lose any of them. After all, these were the only childhood memories Yan Huan could keep. He just didn't want Yan Huan to have any more regrets in her life.

He worked hard, and of course those restorers also worked very hard. It took a full seven days to restore just these dozen photos. Almost all three restorers worked overtime for several days and nights. In the end, It became the photo album she is holding in her hand now

All the photo albums are sealed. In this way, she can hold them for a lifetime without fear of fading. Even if the album is torn, the photos will not be damaged at all.

The woman in the photo became more vivid and familiar in Lu Yi's mind.

That is Ye Rong, his sister-in-law, the sister-in-law who was the best to him in the past.

But it was forgotten by him. It was only at the moment when he saw that photo that it seemed that the passing years began to rush into the past, and it was only then that his memory began to become clear bit by bit. With.

Yes, Ye Rong cannot be wrong about this.

Yan Huan turned to the last page and closed the album. Her eyes and concentration were on the album, so she did not notice the overly complicated thoughts on Lu Yi's face, as well as the dye. Those indescribable familiar memories in his eyes.

Yan Huan sat up and sat in front of Lu Yi.

"I was captured by Zhu Xianglan."

This is something she never said.

Lu Yi was listening and didn't interrupt. In fact, it was almost as he expected. It was really done by the Su family.

"They forcibly drew my blood and my bone marrow, and they used the most direct method." She put her hands on her waist. "Obviously there is a safer method that is less harmful to the body. But they insist on using that method because the quality of the bone marrow taken out this way is good."