Chapter 1134: happy New Year (1/2)

Whether Lei Qingyi thought he could not find it, or whether Ye Shuyun doubted whether they had given up.

He will never give up his Huanhuan, if he even gave up, then what is his Huanhuan.

She no longer has a mother, and even her ashes are just some left. If he is gone, she has been born again. What's the use? It's not as good as the previous life. Let her die like that. .

He exhaled gently, but he saw a milk tea shop not far away opening the door. It was an accident. Someone opened the door at this time, perhaps because the taste of the year was getting weaker, and There are more and more people outside the New Year.

He stopped the car and bought a cup of milk tea in the past, which was red bean flavored.

This kind of taste is a little sweet, he doesn’t like it too much, but Yan Huan likes it, she likes red bean flavor, he walked into his car with milk tea, the cup of milk tea warmed his fingers, but he was in no mood To drink.

Can't eat or drink.

He was worried whether Yan Huan was outside now, whether he could eat enough, and whether he could wear warm clothes. In such a cold day, would she have a place where she could shelter from the wind and rain.

He put the milk tea, and then continued to walk in the car, until the high beam lights were turned on, and came to sit on the bridge, there was a person sitting there, he was holding his knees, but also his own head It was buried in his knees, but under the lights of Wanjia, he was so pitiful.

Is it difficult to get home, or homeless?

He stopped the car and saw a bunch of fireworks rising in the sky outside.

The fireworks are really beautiful, and the silver flower of the fire at this moment does not know how much ashes are buried.

Use a flower blooming time to perform a journey of life?

And he couldn't laugh.

He walked out and took the cup of milk tea and the lunch box dumplings Ye Shuyun gave him.

Then I walked to the homeless person, and then put down the dumplings and milk tea.

”Happy New Year,” he said, and under each sentence there was white gas from his mouth.

”I hope that the wife of my family I can't find outside is now eating dumplings and having a cup of milk tea. I hope she will help her when she is in trouble.”

And he shook his head, and he didn’t know what to say here. He walked into his car and opened the car, but he didn’t know that at that moment, the man raised his face. A blue and white face with almost no color, and a pair of red eyes with tears, clearly he is familiar, clearly he knows, clearly what he is looking for.

”Lu Yi...”

Yan Huan sighed and sniffed her nose. She picked up the milk tea on the ground and it was still hot. Then she sat on the ground and drank it bit by bit. It was the red bean flavor she loved most.

The sweetness of red beans, the lovesickness of red beans, and the temperature of milk tea.

She picked up the lunch box again, and it was filled with dumplings. She suddenly smiled sadly, and her tears also fell into the dumplings. Ye Shuyun’s dumplings, she knew.

She carefully picked up and ate one, but she covered her mouth and wept again.

”Lu Yi, why are you, why?”

She lowered her eyelashes, she was nearly broken and there were no more glorious eyes. It couldn't be better.