Chapter 755 The Person Is Back

Lei Qingyi stretched out his hand and pointed at Lu Yi, as if he had seen a ghost. Aren't these ghosts? They were all ghosts who had been dead for two years. They would do this every time during the Qingming Festival, Chinese New Year, and the October Ghost Festival. Visit his grave and burn some paper money.

Why is this alive? Or is it that the ghost is back?

"Your son?" Lu Yi held Xiao Leizi in front of him. It's no wonder that he thought the child was Lei Qingyi and made him think that he had traveled through time. He was thinking too much.

Now it seems that he has lost a lot of memories. He didn't know when Lei Qingyi had a son, and the child was already so old.

Lei Qingyi nodded dumbly, then he stretched out his hand and poked Lu Yi's face first.

"That one, the hot one?"

But he didn't believe it and poked it again. It was still hot, and when he was about to poke it a third time.

With a snap, Lu Yi slapped his hand away, "Are you sick?"

"No," Lei Qingyi quickly retracted his finger. It was hot and the back of his hand hurt. One, it was not a ghost, and two, it was not a dream.

Lu Yi put the child in his arms into Lei Qingyi's hands, "Hold the child, how can you be a father if you can throw away your own child?"

Lei Qingyi hurriedly hugged her son tightly. Thinking of what happened just now, she was shocked out of her body, but it was just a shock. When I saw Lu Yi's face just now, it was horrifying. People who had been dead for two years had come back. Even he was scared.

Lu Yi turned around, pushed up the wheelchair, and walked inside.

"That..." Lei Qingyi quickly grabbed Lu Yi.

"You're just going in like this?" Also, who is she? He hasn't had time to ask yet.

"Why can't I enter like this?" Lu Yi raised his eyelids and asked Chi Lei Qingyi, this is his home, why can't he enter, huh?

"No," Lei Qingyi was usually very sharp-tongued and scolded people in a venomous and unpleasant way, but now she was clumsy and didn't know what to say to Lu Yi.

Because that reality is so incredible.

"Do you want me to inform you that you have been dead for two years and the tombstone has been erected. We visit your grave every year."

When Lu Yi heard this, his footsteps stopped there.

Just as he imagined, he was indeed killed

He just pondered for a moment, and then continued to push the wheelchair inside.

"You..." Lei Qingyi wanted to say something else, "Can you give them some mental preparation?"

"What's the difference if you say it or not?"

Lu Yi asked Lei Qingyi, is there any difference between seeing him and hearing about him alive?

Lei Qingyi shook his head, "This doesn't seem to exist."

At this time, Lu Yi had already opened the door and walked in.

Inside, Lei's mother was watching TV and chatting with Ye Shuyun. Ye Shuyun's mood had gotten better day by day in the past two years, and she had accepted the fact that her son was gone.

There is Yan Huan at home. No matter where he goes, he always thinks of them. He is better than his own daughter. He finds antiques for Lu Jin and buys her favorite jewelry. He has never stopped thinking about them. Maybe material things cannot represent everything, but that love She saw the heart.

She said that she would be back soon and had adjusted her mentality. She would no longer film movies and would just spend time with the old couple. In fact, she felt wronged by the child and hoped that she would remarry. She was only 24 years old when Lu Yi died, and she is only 26 now. Could it be that she really wanted to spend her whole life here.

There was the latest movie on the TV, and it was also her favorite face, but she couldn't help but sigh again.

It would be great if Lu Yi was here, maybe she could hold her grandson, but what's the use of thinking about it now, it's better to accept the reality.

Her eyes were watching the TV, but her mind wandered to nowhere until she heard a scream from Lei's mother, which completely brought her wandering thoughts back.

"What's wrong?" She turned around and asked Lei's mother, "What's your name? There's a mouse in the house?"

"ghost……"

Mother Lei stretched out her hand and pointed forward.

"Ghost, ghost is coming..."

"Ghost?" Ye Shuyun looked up,

With a bang, the remote control in her hand fell to the ground, almost like her heart, which was not completely healed at first, but now it was broken into pieces.

She stumbled forward.

"Son, son," she went over and squeezed Lu Yi's shoulders. It was hot. She touched his face again, and it was also hot.

And she suddenly hugged Lu Yi and cried loudly.

"Lu Yi, are you? Lu Yi, are you back?"

"Mom, it's me."

Lu Yi patted Ye Shuyun's shoulder gently. The way he appeared was very strange. A man who had been dead for two years was back. I believe no one could understand such news, but he was indeed still alive.

"Mom, I'm still alive."

He sighed softly, he was still alive, really alive.

Sun Yuhan, who was sitting in a wheelchair on one side, was still silly and quite embarrassed. In fact, she was really not suitable for such a scene of mother and son meeting, and this woman was Jiuyue's mother and her future mother-in-law. .

She is so young, and she is wearing almost all jewels. This must not be fake, because she has not forgotten that the sapphire ring on Jiu Yue was sold for 1.2 million. This woman also has a diamond head ring on her finger, and the necklace on her neck, the earrings on her ears, and the clothes on her body are all very good and heavy.

Ye Shuyun has cried enough while holding her son. Why is she crying? Yes, why is she crying? She touched her son's face with shaking fingers. This is a good thing, a good thing.

From hell to heaven is just like this.

Is there anything more surprising and exciting than this in the world?

"Qingyi, call them quickly and tell them that Lu Yi is back, and that my son is back," she said to Lei Qingyi hurriedly, and couldn't wait for everyone to know that her son is still alive and that her son is not dead.

She is holding Lu Yi's hand tightly now, for fear that she is dreaming, and when she wakes up, she still has no son, and there is only a cold tombstone.

"Oh, OK," Lei Qingyi quickly stuffed his son into the arms of Lei's mother, who was standing aside and still in a state of panic. Perhaps the only one who could remain so calm here was little Lei.

He continued to play with his little fingers, not knowing why his grandmother was crying. He didn't seem to be crying, so well behaved.

"Mom, I'll take her to rest first, and come over later to talk."