Chapter 776 Yan Huan Cheated

"The leg is saved, but we have to be more careful in the future. If she falls again, the Great Luo Immortal will not be able to help her."

"And..." He Yibin looked Lu Yi up and down.

"Lu Yi, don't go too far."

Lu Yi pursed his thin lips. He knew what He Yibin was talking about.

However, he simply had no way to distract himself elsewhere.

It is indeed not good to have too many women, He Yibin seemed to feel this and said, I really don’t know how those people who have two legs can still live a prosperous life while being in love with this woman. On the other hand, I can talk sweetly to that woman.

It turns out that it's all because of the word "scumbag".

Lu Yi paused for a moment, was this an allusion to him?

"Mom, I'm going out first." Yan Huan put on her clothes, tied her scarf, and put her hand on the door, ready to go out.

No matter how anxious Ye Shuyun was, there was nothing she could do. She couldn't keep Yan Huan at home all day long. The more she stayed here, the quieter she was, the more random thoughts she had. She might as well let Yan Huan go out for a nice walk.

Besides, just when Yan Huan came out, she was cut on the face by the cold wind outside. She touched her face and it hurt.

At this time, her fingers had swelled rapidly in the past few days, and they became like ten radishes in winter.

She wrapped her scarf again, but she also inhaled the cold air at this time. In an instant, this breath of cold air almost choked her lungs, and she became cold along with it. .

She walked into a flower shop. When she entered, her hands were empty, but when she came out, she was holding a bouquet of flowers in her hands.

She walked forward step by step, like a wandering soul in the world, not knowing where the starting point was, nor where the ending point was, until she stood in front of a cemetery, her steps stopped, and her heart also Then there was a sudden pain.

She walked in, and there was a body buried under every small tombstone here. They turned into ashes and smoke. It no longer exists, but it exists in the hearts of every relative, just their soul. I don’t know how long it has passed, maybe it has been forgotten, forever.

She found her favorite place before. When she was thinking about him, she would sit here all day without eating, drinking or talking. But who could tell her that what she did before was No, it's just a joke.

How could a person who was not dead hear her words.

Yes, he didn't die, but he had another woman.

She put the flower down, but stood there without taking another step forward.

The death certificate has been revoked, and the tombstone is empty. Perhaps soon, another person will come in, and then this person will die, including everything he has in the entire human world. People die like lamps. destroy.

She just stood in front of the tombstone, feeling that her whole being was abandoned, abandoned by everyone, just like it was in her previous life, and now not even a thought was left for her.

Suddenly, she turned around and gently wiped the bouquet of flowers with the corner of her clothes, leaving a faint floral fragrance on her body, and the aftertaste of the floral fragrance also followed her departure. Dissipated.

She handed over the change for a cup of milk tea, and then walked and drank the milk tea. However, she accidentally stopped at the door of a hospital and walked in. She was sitting on the rest chair in the hospital, drinking milk tea one mouthful at a time. Her eyes were looking calmly ahead, not knowing what she was looking at or what she was waiting for.

Until a man walked forward in a hurry. He was still holding something in his hand and his attention was always on it. Yan Huan stood up and moved forward unconsciously.

He goes, she goes, he stops, she stops.

Perhaps because he was in a hurry now, even the most basic concentration was lost for a while.

Until he walked into a ward.

Yan Huan put another milk tea to her mouth. When it cooled down, there was no warmth and sweetness at the beginning. What was left was only the bitter taste of the tea, which dyed her taste buds.

She looked in through the glass on the door and saw that the man inside was talking to the woman inside. Although his brows were slightly frowned, he was very patient.

Sure enough, I forgot. Sure enough, it's not him anymore.

Suddenly, Yan Huan lowered her head. She didn't know when, but she had already burst into tears. She had always lowered her head, and only the corner of her eyes fell on the strangers in front of her. Then he turned around and left here.

After returning home, Ye Shuyun was too careful not to ask her where she had been.

"Mom, I'm fine," she walked up to Ye Shuyun, then stretched out her hand like a child, resting her head on Ye Shuyun's shoulder, "I remember before, if I was wronged, I would If you want to find your mother like this, although your mother is not strong, she has been your biggest and safest support since childhood. "

Ye Shuyun suddenly felt very uncomfortable in her heart. She gently stroked Yan Huan's hair, "Mom liked you very much when she first saw you. Back then, she and your mother Lei competed for you to be their daughter, so no matter what Without Lu Yi here, you are still our daughter."

Yan Huan's heart seemed to have a hole in it, and it hurt like that.

Icy pain, cold pain, cool pain.

"Mom, I'm sorry." She hugged Ye Shuyun tightly. This word "Mom" was like she was calling her own mother, but her mother was gone, and she would never have this mother again, right?

And this sorry, Ye Shuyun didn't know what to say. She couldn't reply to Yan Huan, nor could she respond to her. She just knew that Yan Huan at this time was really like a child. She was very lonely, very lonely, but she never let herself be pitiful. Tears flowed in her blood, still the stubbornness that continued from the last life to the present.

A few days later, a sudden news almost exploded half of the entertainment circle.

Almost all of them were large-scale on various major websites, all of which were about the movie queen Yan Huan and the singer Song Xihua having a sweet meal and spending a good night together.

If it was before, everyone might have given a certain tolerant attitude to this. After all, Yan Huan's husband had passed away for two years, and no woman would spend her life guarding a dead person.

The divorce rate is so high nowadays that divorce is possible even if the people are still alive, let alone if the people are dead. Fans nowadays are different from before. They are much more open-minded. However, there is only one thing they have: idols cannot be discredited. Otherwise, not only will they lose fans, but they may also be like many artists in the past, who will be shouted by fans to get out of the entertainment industry.