Sweet Wife in My Arms

Chapter 2371 Time Is Like This

We are her pride, and she is our pride.

Lu Qi reached out and gently stroked his sister's head

"Wipe your tears, Dad doesn't want to see us cry."

Lu Wei was stunned for a moment, and then she wiped her tears bit by bit, but the tears on her face were clean, but what about the tears buried in her heart? What should she do with those buried in her heart?

Lu Qi stood up and walked towards the room. There was no emotion on his face. Some were hidden between his black hair, and the pain that was almost blocked was unbearable for him.

If their mother is gone, they will have no mother in the future.

And no matter how old they grow, as long as their mother is there, they are still children, but now they are going to be without a mother...

"Mom..." He squatted in front of Yan Huan, unable to hear her voice or see her smile, but could only hear her faint breathing, and her face that has not changed at all and forgotten by time.

But why did time forget Yan Huan's face, but not her health, and use such a method to finally take her life.

Several children came to see Yan Huan.

This might really be the last time.

They all felt something, and they all couldn't bear it. Yan Huan, who was with them last year, was really going to leave, and they would never see her again.

They all left, Lu Yi gently stroked Yan Huan's face, you sleep well, I will be there, I will always be with you.

He also lay down and held Yan Huan in his arms, if there is a next life, I will still protect you, okay? I won't let you suffer so much when you are young, which is why you have these roots of illness. In the next life, we must live a long life, okay?

And the moment his voice fell, he could no longer hear Yan Huan's breathing.

Wait for me...

He still said wait for him.

Yes, wait for him.

It won't be too long.

If there is no Yan Huan in this world, then there is no need for a Lu Yi.

Yan Huan died when she was 60 years old. She really died in her sleep without suffering any pain. Lu Yi took care of Yan Huan's funeral by himself, and put a small piece of Yan Huan's bones in a small bottle, and then hung it around his neck.

He went to the places Yan Huan had not been to yet. He wanted to take her with him and continue to look at these beautiful mountains and rivers in his remaining time.

Lu Qi and others had no way to stop him. The living Lu Yi would not live with them now.

Yan Huan only had Lu Yi in her heart, and Lu Yi only had Yan Huan in his soul.

They could not be said to be selfish. They had already paid too much for them. It was enough.

If it were not for giving birth to them, Yan Huan's body would not be so weak. After the age of 40, she had almost no good life and died early. Apart from missing her, they could not force Lu Yi to do anything.

Lu Yi was not an ordinary old man. He was Lu Yi, the prosecutor Lu Yi who was once famous throughout Hai City.

Lu Yi did not tell anyone. He took the small bottle and his small luggage and left.

In the past few years, he has left his footprints on the land of countless countries. He has been to many places, some close and some remote, and all kinds of scenery have been captured in his eyes.

He came with Yan Huan's eyes, and he always believed that Yan Huan was there.

"Wait for me, it will be soon," Lu Yi gently stroked the small bottle hanging on his neck.

Yes, it will be soon, it will be soon, soon, they will be able to meet and be together forever. When they are alive, their bodies are together, and when they die, their bones are together, and their souls are also together.

Two years later, Lu Yi, who had been to countless places, finally came back.

He died alone on a quiet night. When he died, he still held the bottle in his hand. He died in his sleep just like Yan Huan.

He was free of illness and pain during his lifetime, and his body was very good. The men of the Lu family are all long-lived, and his parents are still alive, but he went early.

In fact, they all knew that Lu Yi just couldn't let go of Yan Huan, and without Yan Huan, leaving him alone would have no meaning.

He was lonely, he was also lonely, he was in good health, but he had no intention of living anymore, because he didn't want to live anymore.

Sometimes, death was a relief for him.

And Lu Qi and the others also respected his will and buried his ashes with Yan Huan.

In the future, they can really live forever and never be separated again.

If you ask them if they still have any regrets?

There must be.

No one's life can be truly perfect.

The dead have become the past, the moment they close their eyes, and the living have to continue living.

But people are forgetful and ruthless.

Perhaps in a few years or decades, they will forget the Yan Huan who has always been as beautiful as a girl, and the prosecutor Lu who has always been invincible in the procuratorate.

Then no one will remember yesterday, and their last trace of information will also disappear in this world. Only the names that once belonged to them will be remembered by some people occasionally.

Time is like this.

It is the most real and ruthless thing in this world...

The wind blew in from the window, and also blew up the pages of the book on the table, which had no words written on them.

The book rustled, and after several times, it returned to its original position.

This is a very simple room, and there is really nothing in the room except a simple wooden bed. The wind from outside blew in again, and the pages of the book were messed up again.

At this time, a hand reached out and picked up the book and put it under the table. Then he came over and squatted next to the wooden bed. On the wooden bed, there was a baby who was only a few months old, and he was sleeping sweetly.

A hand was placed on the baby girl's face, and then she gently patted her shoulder, like an unknown folk tune, like Wu Nongruanyu's Jiangnan tune.

Although it was not a song, it made the baby girl sleep more soundly.

"Go to sleep, the more you sleep, the faster you grow." The woman smiled and kissed her daughter's face again.

"You are the closest person to me, and you are also the person I love the most. Baby, I will raise you well in a while, and you will definitely grow up to be the cutest and most beautiful girl."

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