Chapter 632 You Will Die Later than Me

"I drank too much, and I choked." Yan Huan felt uncomfortable when she thought of the taste of the soup, but she had to drink it tomorrow.

"Bear it," Lu Yi put his hand on her forehead and gently stroked it, "Drink for a few more days, and when it doesn't hurt, you don't have to drink it anymore."

"Okay," Yan Huan agreed.

Lu Yi also raised his face and stopped his eyes on the TV. He has been busy with the flood recently and has not been with her properly. When the flood is over, he plans to take a break for a while and not go to work.

"Huan Huan..."

He suddenly called Yan Huan's name.

"Yeah," Yan Huan shrank and agreed.

"When the flood is over, I'll take you out for a walk, anywhere you want."

"Okay," Yan Huan trembled her long eyelashes, and there was some moisture in the corners of her eyes, but she didn't know why she was crying.

"Mr. Lu, Miss Yan, it's time to eat."

The nanny outside was calling them.

"I know," Lu Yi took the pillow out of Yan Huan's arms.

"Huanhuan, get up and eat."

Yanhuan sat up and let Lu Yi put on her slippers for her. Then he took her hand and went to the living room. On the dining table, the nanny had already prepared dinner. They ate light food at night, but it was all Yanhuan's favorite food.

After dinner, the nanny brought out a small casserole and put it on the table.

When Yanhuan smelled the smell inside, she instantly felt nauseous. She turned her face away, she really couldn't stand the smell.

She didn't want to drink it, and Lu Yi didn't want her to drink it, but as long as he thought of her pain once a month, he couldn't bear it. He and Yanhuan heard this recipe from the nanny. He didn't think that she would get pregnant after drinking it. He didn't think about children anymore. He would rather not have children in this life than let her get into trouble.

She must drink the soup, no matter how bad it tasted.

"Drink it," he put the soup in front of Yanhuan.

Yan Huan took the small bowl with both hands, put it to her lips, then lowered her head and drank it mouthful by mouthful. The spiciness and stimulation made her feel sick and want to cry. In the end, she gave Lu Yi an empty bowl because she had listened to him and drank all the soup. It was not perfunctory or deceptive. She really drank it.

Lu Yi rubbed her head like a child, and then took her outside for a walk for a while, just to digest the food. There were not many people in the community. At this time, from the outside, only a few lights were on, so it was no wonder that Yan Huan couldn't help but think that only she and Lu Yi lived here.

Lu Yi told her that this community was different from other communities. It was inhabited by people with special identities. Naturally, from the time it was built to now, only a dozen households had moved in, and there were a few households whose time was different from theirs, so Yan Huan basically didn't see other people when she went back and forth.

Some of the flowers in the community garden have already withered. Time flies. It is almost September. The weather in September is still hot for Haishi. However, in October, the so-called golden autumn, Haishi may once again enter a weather similar to the plum rain season.

It was the same in the first year, without exception.

"Go back," Lu Yi stopped after walking for a while, and pinned the broken hair by Yan Huan's ears behind her ears. He saw that her hair seemed to have grown longer. He gently touched her hair, which was very soft.

She has always protected her hair very well. Although people nowadays dye their hair more often, she has maintained this habit. If she can avoid perming, she will try not to perm it. She will also take good care of her hair every month, so now it feels as smooth and smooth as silk.

"Okay," Yan Huan agreed, but she stretched out her hand, hugged Lu Yi's waist, buried her face in his arms, and listened to his steady and strong heartbeat.

"Lu Yi, will you leave me?"

"No," Lu Yi's hand never left her hair.

"Then you have to die later than me, okay?"

Yan Huan didn't want to experience the days without him, so she wanted Lu Yi to die later. People are born and destined to die. She was afraid of going to the underworld alone, but she also couldn't bear to let Lu Yi be alone, and they didn't have a child around them.

"Okay," Lu Yi promised her, "If we are old and we are going to die, I will let you go alone, and then find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. I will accompany you there, and maybe soon, we can really be together,"

"Then, we will never be separated forever."

A cool breeze blew on them, with the unique moisture of Haishi. Haishi has sea and river. It is a fairly developed city, but there are too many heavy industries and people have destroyed the environment too much.

Although we have begun to pay attention to greening and environmental protection in recent years, what has been destroyed and lost is not so easy to recover. Although we have tried hard, it is still very small. However, it is also in such a piano cement place that a new green has been planted.

After Yan Huan fell asleep, Lu Yi sat up carefully. He pulled open the quilt, then covered Yan Huan with the quilt, and then kissed her forehead. Suddenly, he found that he was reluctant to leave her.

"If I'm not here, what will you do if someone bullies you?"

His fingers slid across her face. Her face was still not very good. Women's menstrual period is not a disease, but their resistance is very poor at this time.

"So promise me, even if I'm not by your side, you have to be good to yourself. I believe you will do it, right? No matter what kind of disaster you have to endure in the future, I will help you bear it, and what kind of suffering you have to endure, I will also help you bear it."

He sighed softly, then pulled the quilt to Yan Huan's chin, and then walked out. He opened the laptop on the table and checked some recent information, hoping that on that day, there would be more security and fewer deaths.

However, he still didn't know how high the flood would rise. He was not Yan Huan, and he had not experienced it, but from Yan Huan's words, he could roughly think of it.

It was almost like the sea and river water that broke the dike. How big was it?

The river embankments on both sides have now been reinforced by him, and are also filled with a lot of anti-signal sand. When the flood season comes, anti-signal sand is indispensable, and it should be placed for safety reasons.