Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Huo Yan was stunned, thinking he was crying.

Then came the second drop and the third drop... and soon the entire window pane was covered with water marks.

Only then did he realize that it was raining outside.

Jincheng, which had been dry for nearly two months, finally began to rain. The rain quickly covered the scenery outside.

The sound of rain was dense, and Huo Yan suddenly thought of Lu Qiao again.

She used to like to go out and tread water under an umbrella when it was raining heavily.

If she knew it was raining, she would be very happy.

Huo Yan felt that he was a little dazed, so he raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass.

Turning around and going back to the bedroom, passed by the utility room, and walked in by a ghost.

Here are all Lu Qiao's and his previous things, most of which were thrown away by him, and these are the only things left.

Never threw it away, just kept it in the storage room of the apartment.

Spreading these out one by one on the ground, a smell of the past years hits the face.

Scenes from the past came to mind, Huo Yan sat on the ground with his back against the wall, looking at the memories that almost covered the floor.

Questions that I have never wanted to think about have resurfaced.

He has been unwilling to admit that something happened to Lu Qiao, but if it is true, Lu Qiao really died, what should he do?
If there is no such person as Lu Qiao in this world from now on.

What should he do?
When I think of the person who is still alive in my memory no matter what, I will completely disappear from now on.

The sharp blade pierced his chest, blood spurted out, the pain was so painful that even the instinct to breathe was forgotten.

How can it be?

How could such a nice person suddenly disappear?

It is said that the disaster will last for thousands of years.

How could Lu Qiao, a scourge that could piss him off at any time, suddenly disappear?
The Lu family has just settled down now, and without a leader at the helm, it will soon fall into civil strife again.

It took Lu Qiao almost half her life to get the current situation, how could she be willing to leave it alone and fall short?
And Xiao Although, she loves Xiao Although so much, and he is still so young, how could she be at ease?
You see, she still has so many worries, how could she just let it go?

No, Lu Qiao will be fine.

Huo Yan and the Lu family were all thinking this way, but the world is impermanent, and death is the most ruthless and uncontrollable thing.

Even if there are thousands of fetters and worries, if you die, you will die.

Huo Yan finally fell asleep lying on the floor of the utility room, holding Lu Qiao's school uniform tightly in his arms, and fell into a deep sleep. This time, he had no dreams...

Time passed day by day, but the news from the search and rescue team was getting less and less. The blue deep sea swallowed everything, together with people's cries for help, and those expecting voices waiting for their relatives to return home.

The tides ebb and flow, the sun rises and sets, everything is alive, and some are dead.

After a few autumn rains, all the flowers in Jincheng fell, and it was already deep winter.

There are a few heavy snowfalls, and it is a new year in a blink of an eye. When spring is not approaching, and winter is not over, it is the coldest time.

The bitter winter wind can almost penetrate the thick down jacket and blow into the bones of people.

Really cool.

Wen Ran, who had been ill for a long time and thought that she would not be able to endure it, got a blessing in disguise in that car accident, and her body gradually recovered, and now she has actually been discharged from the hospital.

At this moment, the first news since Lu Qiao's disappearance came.