Chapter 499 I Will Help You Take Revenge

She suddenly raised her face from Lu Yi's arms, and then smiled at him. Her eyes washed by tears were exceptionally clear and clean, without hurt or sadness.

She walked up behind Lu Yi and hugged his waist from behind, just like this.

Lu Yi's body suddenly tightened, and at that moment, his eyes turned so red. How could he forget that Yan Huan once said that when she died when she was twenty-eight, she was released by Lu Qin Dried blood.

"Did you save me?" His voice was gravelly, with a nasal sound that was rare for men.

"Well," Yan Huanjiang buried her face on his back, "I only had time to call Lei Qingyi. He thought he was killing you, but it was actually me. And my last consciousness was, It was Lei Qingyi who came and ran away."

"Later..." Yan Huan tugged at Lu Yi's buttons. Well, actually, she didn't know what happened next, but it was probably because of that dream.

"I had a dream. I dreamed that Lu Qin was in jail and Su Muran died. It was you who did it."

There is also the man standing in front of her tombstone, with a face that has been vicissitudes of life.

When I opened my eyes again, I went back to when I was twenty years old.

"Tell me, is this world really wonderful? She touched Lu Yi's face. I used to be the most afraid of you and the one who hated you the most. When you saw me, you never gave me a good look?"

"I think I'm actually in trouble," Yan Huan has been saying. Maybe she has hidden it for too long, so she has been hiding some things in her heart for a long time, so she needs to say it, she needs to vent, and she also Need to walk over.

It’s really a demon attack. It’s been so long since the world in the previous life. The damned people are all dead, but the living people are still alive. Now that she is Yan Huan in this life, she should have learned to let go a long time ago, right?

"However, I will never let go of those who have harmed me."

"Like Su Muran, like Lu Qin."

As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller, and Lu Yi also heard her even and slow breathing.

She fell asleep.

Lu Yi carefully pulled away Yan Huan's hand and asked her to lie down, then pulled up the quilt for her, and then gently stroked her face. At that moment, Yan Huan did not notice that the gloom in his eyes had formed. Fog.

"I will help you avenge the revenge of your previous life."

"Lu Qin, and..." His eyes began to darken, and finally turned into an almost bottomless dark light, "Su Muran."

In the morning, Yan Huan opened her eyes and saw the light coming from the window. It was very comfortable, but she didn't want to get up. She curled up her body and buried it under the quilt. Silkworm baby.

Well, on days like this, in a few days, she will be filming again, and it will still take a long time. Her poor husband will have to stay alone in the empty room again.

"What are you laughing at?" As soon as Lu Yi came in, he heard the little woman on the bed, wrapped like a silkworm baby, snickering alone. What did he think of, laughing like this?

"No," Yan Huan wouldn't tell him. She pulled back the quilt, turned over, and lay down. Then she raised her head and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window not far away, "It's a beautiful morning. Yes or no?"

Lu Yi stood up and walked to the window. Then he stretched out his hand and forcefully opened the curtains to both sides. After the light was refracted through the glass, it filtered in more gently, with a sea-like feeling. The city has a unique air of wind.

The taste of Haijiang is salty.

Yan Huan pulled away the quilt and stepped on the ground with her bare feet. She ran over and hugged Lu Yi's waist from behind. Then she lifted her legs and looked outside at the scene that had begun to belong to early spring. Fresh green.

"spring is coming."

She put her hands above her eyes, then closed her eyes and breathed in the fresh air with satisfaction. Lu Yi turned around and pinched her little nose.

"It's time to eat. After eating, let's sleep for a while. In a few days, we will go to filming."

"Okay," Yan Huan squeezed Lu Yi's hand, "Just..." She shook Lu Yi's arm, "It will take a long time for me to come back from filming. Can you please stop going to work these days and stay with me at home? OK?"

She pursed her lips, looking really aggrieved, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

Lu Yi smiled helplessly, then lightly hit his head with his forehead, "I understand, let's eat first."

Yan Huan happily hugged Lu Yi's arm and went to eat the meal carefully prepared by the nanny for them in the morning. Lu Yi brought a lot of dishes to Yan Huan and let her eat them all. Yan Huan ate the meal happily, not knowing whether It’s not that she talked too much yesterday, she seemed to be different today. She was much lighter and more relaxed.

Perhaps because she said it, the burdens on her shoulders began to lighten and no longer exist.

As she said, in fact, she is really a demon. Of course she will avenge her, but she will no longer immerse herself in the hatred of the past. She wants to live a happy life, so that she can pay tribute to what she lived in her previous life. In those days, it was the greatest comfort.

Three days later, Lu Yi said goodbye to the crew of "Song Jinjun", and the crew had to go to the film and television city to film, and then the progress of the film would take at least four or five months.

Lu Yi came out of the car, then bent down, pinned the hair around her ears, and then helped her put the woolen hat up, "I will come over to see you when I have time."

"Okay," Yan Huan agreed, and she shook Lu Yi's hand. She didn't understand before why there was such a word between men and women. Maybe she liked Lu Qin, maybe she loved him, maybe there were many more. , but she never had to tie herself to his side at all times.

But she wanted to be with Lu Yi all the time, and she believed he did the same. They had never been separated since they came back from Ning City, and now that they had to be separated for so long, she was a little reluctant.

"Go ahead, leave early and come back early." Lu Yi adjusted her clothes. There wasn't much smile on his face. That was because he had such a personality. However, in those dark eyes, there were all Two small inverted vertical figures. And both of his reflections are called Yan Huan.

After Yan Huan entered, he still stood there and did not leave until a long time later.

Yan Huan followed Luo Lin into the airport.

When she turned around, the car was still there and had not left.

Yan Huan knew that no matter when she looked back, he would still be there. She would be the only one left without him first, because he would be waiting for her where he was, always waiting for her.