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

Nothing left?
Haven't done anything yet?
In the best years, when it just started, it disappeared so quietly?

I can't tell what it feels like, but it's so empty, so unreal, every scene is like a dream.

Ever since Lu Qiao disappeared, everything has become unreal. He seems to be suffering from a serious illness, and his heartbeat will slow down from time to time, accompanied by a dull pain, making his whole body feel heavy .

Was he sick, or was he bewitched and poisoned by the woman whose life and death were unknown? Otherwise, why would he become so abnormal?
Huo Yan looked at the tombstone engraved with Lu Qiao's name from a distance.

On the tombstone, Lu Qiao's smile was bright, his eyebrows were curved, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars and seas, so beautiful, even the monotonous colors of black and white could not hide the charm of those eyes.

Lu Qiao has such a pair of particularly beautiful eyes, when it looks at you, it will make you fall into it unconsciously.

She was smiling, and she hadn't changed from seven years ago. Huo Yan felt that she was in a daze. She always felt that Lu Qiao in the photo still looked like a living person with breathing and warmth.

Huo Yan clenched his hands, and his whole arm was trembling instinctively.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like when these eyes were no longer bright and gray...

There was another blunt pain in the heart.

This made him feel very uncomfortable.

When he has time, he must go to see a doctor, and carefully check his heart to find out what's wrong.

Huo Yan stood until late at night, the clothes on his body were dry and wet, wet and dry.

After the last visitor helped Zhuang Lanshan, who had fainted from crying, to leave, he walked towards Lu Qiao's tombstone.

My legs were numb when standing, and I couldn't stand anymore. Every movement was like a needle prick.

But Huo Yan still walked to Lu Qiao's tomb, walking steadily towards her step by step.

The night breeze was very cool, taking away all the heat of the day, and the distant lights shone over, vaguely seeing the photo on Lu Qiao's tombstone.

He actually recognized this photo.

That's what he took...

The first photo he took of her before they broke up.

When she saved it, she said jokingly with him, "This is a very commemorative photo. I want to save it and hide it for a lifetime. Before I die, I will tell my children to use this photo. Take a photo as a posthumous photo."

"If my kids ask me why, I tell them, firstly, I look young and good-looking, and more importantly, this photo was taken by someone I like, and it was the first photo taken for me photo……"

At that time, the stars were shining brightly, and when she looked up at him, he felt that only the stars were in her eyes.

Lu Qiao's bright and gentle smile was still so clear and real in front of his eyes, Huo Yan looked up at the sky, the stars and the moon were hanging high, and there was silence.

The cemetery was very quiet, with the sound of cicadas and the sound of the wind passing by his ears, he suddenly thought of a poem.

"There will be no more moonlit nights like that,
also blurred light,

through the dark woods,
pour out the silent radiance,

Faintly,
Faintly illuminates the beauty of my lover. "

The past has passed, and there will no longer be such a time when I can stand with her and see her smiling brightly, as beautiful as a peach or plum.