Chapter 385: dream

She turned the flower thunder between her fingers and placed the flower in front of Lei Qingyi.

"You said, is she too unreasonable?"

Lei Qingyi also got tempered. There is such an unreasonable woman. He came to apologize, not quarreling. Is he committing such a thing? Anyway, it doesn’t matter to him. Who is on his head. It was unfair, he was wronged, he was unwilling, he was angry.

Yan Huan placed the flower in front of Lei Qingyi, but when she let go of her finger, the flower fell from her finger with a light fragrance, and this fragrance brought some pale taste and colour.

"Did anyone tell you what does chrysanthemum represent?"

She asked Lei Qingyi.

Lei Qingyi shook his head. How did he know this? He was a rough man.

Yan Huan picked up another flower, one white and one yellow, which was actually beautiful, but also cold.

"Huang Ju and Bai Juza together expressed their solemn condolences."

Lei Qingyi's eyes twitched.

"This is a flower for the dead," Yan Huan released her hand again, and the two flowers fell on the ground, and her fingers were covered with a plain fragrance, which was in the air-then slowly Faded away.

"That one……"

Lei Qingyi coughed, "Are you all right?"

"Do you think I'm doing something?" Yan Huan shook his arm, but only took some blood, but it didn't die.

Yeah, it's not dead, so who cares about her.

Lei Qingyi was choked with nothing to say, Yan Huan turned around, and like Yi Ling, he locked himself in the room and did not want to come out. In fact, she had nothing, after all, in two lifetimes, she All this is true, she has no relatives, and it should be the case that others do not care about her.

She just couldn't get through this level in her heart. She felt abandoned, abandoned by everyone.

Especially at the moment when everyone left, she was really abandoned, she was also abandoned by Lu Yi.

Yi Ling said that Lu Yi sent a woman in a car accident. She didn’t ask the cause, nor did she want to ask the reason. It doesn’t matter what his relationship with that woman is, but only if it’s a woman, and the injury is because of a woman. .

Therefore, she cannot forgive.

Outside, as soon as the nanny came in, he was shocked.

At the sight of the chrysanthemums on the ground, it was really speechless.

"Who did Lei Shao buy to pay homage to?"

The nanny's words directly kicked the crashing Lei Qingyi to the face

"Auntie, do you know that this flower is for the dead?"

"Everyone knows," the babysitter brought the broom and started to sweep, and then she looked up again, "Why, have you never scanned the tomb?"

"Swept." Lei Qingyi cried. "But it's all burnt paper money, no need to spend."

The family keeps tradition. The Lei family is inherited from the ancient martial arts. The tradition has been used for a hundred years. Anyway, Lei Qingyi does not know where to start. It is his grandfather, grandfather, or earlier. People don’t cremate, but burial. Every year of Qingming, when Zhongyuan sweeps the tomb, they are all real paper lines, not chrysanthemums or the like.

He didn’t know if he was going to beat himself or the man in the flower shop. He couldn’t do it, could he speak a little more, and remind him more that he would die? This is all right, with Yiling’s temperament, He must be hated to death.

On this day, Yiling never came out when she was eating. She took the food in Yanhuan’s house. Yanhuan had to drink a lot of soup to make up her body. She had to return to the army as soon as possible. In two months, she can go home. She has been insisting for almost a year, and she does not want to let herself fall at the door.

As for Lei Qingyi, he stood outside, hungry, and no one called him to eat.

The au pair invited by Yan Huan is definitely the most professional. Anyway, what the host said, she said what she said. When the host was cold Lei Qingyi, she could only be cold.

Lei Qingyi's hungry chest sticked to his back, but even so, he didn't go, but sat at the door of others, scolding his secretary while holding the phone.

The secretary is innocent, "My Director, can you have some common sense, what kind of flowers do you send bad, why do you have to send chrysanthemums, this is wrong, how can you blame me, you did not ask me?"

Lei Qingyi gritted his teeth, "Then why didn't you tell me?"

The secretary was full of beef cattle, "Don't you also ask?"

Yan Huan drank the soup stewed by the nanny at home, the soup tasted good, and the taste of Chinese medicine was not bad, but after drinking it into the mouth, it was bitter.

I don't know if her mouth is bitter, or she is bitter.

She put the bowl down, was dizzy, and was vomiting. It was uncomfortable. She lay down, and when Yiling came in, she was like this.

"What's wrong?" Yi Ling was frightened and quickly put her hand on her forehead. He noticed some cold sweat coming out of her forehead, but her skin was very cold.

Yan Huan opened her eyes, but wanted to cry, she wanted Lu Yi, she missed him...

She closed her eyes, only tears kept coming down from the corner of her eyes.

"Cry, you are still crying, you are just a watch that cannot be seen clearly by people all over the world, your blood is dirty, and your people are dirty, too," a slap fan came and slapped on her face She turned her face, the man's cold face, the kind of disgust with disdain, and resentment and hatred, because she blocked his way.

The young woman stood in front of her wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes, "Oh, isn't this a happy speech? Wasn't it a pretty place before? Why is it now a dog, so dirty."

"She was originally a dog, let's go, don't let a dog pollute your eyes, don't you always want to see her fall, look, you are now, are you happy?"

The woman smirked, "You are so kind to me."

"That is," the spoils of the man's face are all on the woman's body, "I am not good to you, who should I be good to?"

The man on the ground shrank her body, her hand grabbed the floor, and suddenly a big foot stepped on it, and the sound of her collapse was the sound of her broken bone.

"Lu Qin, I hate you, I hate you..."

Su Muran, I'm going to kill you...

"Huanhuan, Huanhuan..."

Yi Ling was about to cry anxiously, "Doctor Ho, what's wrong with her, how can she cry, how can't she wake up? She won't be okay, will she die? Doctor He, you must save her ."

"Don't worry, don't disturb Yi Bin first," Lei Qingyi quickly grabbed Yiling who was about to step forward.

"Shut up!" Yi Ling shouted at Lei Qingyi, "If it wasn't for you to send us chrysanthemums, could Huanhuan do this?"