Sweet Wife in My Arms

At night, there was a place, which was always quiet and also disturbed by no one. And normal people would absolutely not be here at such a time and dressed in such a way to come here.

Because it was not a place where living people could come. It was a place where the dead could rest at last.

"Is this it?"

A young person asked his companion.

"That's it."

Another small built man carefully took a flashlight to shine upon the words on the tombstone.

The words above were a little indistinct at this time. But there were some things pricking at their nerves. If it were not for the lack of money and if they were not on the run, they would absolutely not be here.

This place was the largest cemetery in Sea City, and inside also buried a lot of people who had been resting eternally here.

It was also the place where the living cherished the memories of their dead loved ones. This was the place of the dead, but also the comfort of the living.

"Yes, that's right. It is here."

The small built man hurriedly retracted the lighter and said, "Kid, move faster, careful not to attract anyone's attention."

"Attract attention?" The kid started to laugh.

"You have worked with Brother Hua for so long. How come you're still timid? You still think that we will attract attention. Who will be like us, doing something that is disgraceful here in the middle of the night and dig up other people's graves? Tell me, how much hatred does this person have that he wants a dead person's bones to be crushed and for the ashes to be scattered?"

At this time, a wind blew past and both men involuntarily shivered, as if the wind carried a small cold hand and touched their faces.

They lowered their heads and acted stealthily. They dug other people's gravestones, so they were not required to have any morals. After all, they were doing this kind of thing that lacked virtue.

By this time, they had opened the sealed grave and took out a box made of limestone made for bones ashes from inside.

It was such a cheap looking box for ashes.

The small built man held the flashlight and then shone upon the box of ashes as he said, "Isn't it said to be a rich person. In the end, it turned out that the person can't even afford a good urn?"

"Let's work quickly. Why are you still so long-winded?" The young guy tossed the iron in his hand, urging the man holding the bone ash box.

"Okay, okay, I know." The small man holding the bone ash box stood up, and then raised the bone ash box in his hands. With a sound of a bang, it struck the ground. In an instant, the bone ash box was broken and the white ashes inside flew everywhere.

There was something evil in the night.

Yan Huan sat up all of a sudden. She also did not know why. She actually felt like crying. She did not know the reason and there was no reason to. But she just wanted to cry.

"What's the matter?" Lu Yi turned on the light and saw Yan Huan bowed her head. Both her hands were also tightly gripping the quilt, and above the back of her hand began to be blotched with drops of tears in succession.

And she did not know what these were for.

Was it sadness?

Was it despair?

Or was it something else?

And did Yan Huan know what she was crying about?

"Why are you crying again?" Lu Yi hurriedly embraced her shoulder. He was also alarmed. He asked, "Are you feeling discomfort anywhere?" And he said that he was going to put on his clothes.

"I don't know." Yan Huan shook her head. She put her hand on her chest and said, "I just feel bad here, like I lost something."

"Lu Yi, tell me what's wrong with me?" She raised her face and asked Lu Yi. But Lu Yi also did not know how to answer her.

Even she herself did not know. How could another person know?

"It's all right. Just go back to sleep." Lu Yi let her lie down, and then patted her on the shoulder from time to time as if he was coaxing Xunxun to sleep.

And amid the repeated action, Yan Huan curled up inside Lu Yi's arms. She was still ill at ease and slept in fear.

The next day when she woke up, Lu Yi was already at work, and there was a note beside the headboard.

Yan Huan took the note.

"I'm going to work. Go to my mother's and spend some time with our three kids. I will go there directly after work."

Yan Huan opened the drawer, and then put the note in. She hugged her legs and did not know what was wrong. She felt just like a poor abandoned thing.

Mom, it would be so nice if you were still around.

She breathed in and recalled her mother's appearance when she was still alive. Although their lives were hard and poor, she was a happy child who had a mother as long as she had her mother.

And she only realized these things ever since she became a mother herself. It turned out that a mother could really do everything for her own children, even if it meant using up her own life.

And she believed that if she did not have her at the time, her mother would have definitely lived very well. She did not have to work so hard to support her family and did not have to work hard to raise her daughter. She definitely did not have to suffer not having enough eat nor to stay warm, just so as to let her, this useless daughter, to learn more things.

She recalled the time when her mother was still alive as well as her own unbearable previous life. She also did not know why her mood was still very low.

The moment she stood up and wanted to go to the Lu family to find her three children, she heard her cell phone rang. Not many people were able to call her cell phone now. Other than a few very close people, almost no one else knew that she had returned.

Of course, most people were also aware that she had gone somewhere else for a quiet break due to health reasons like Su Muran and not missing. So, she thought it would lead to the same results as Su Muran when she finally returned.

Instead of her being dead, missing or that she was coming back.

She took her cell phone and was surprised when she saw the number on the phone. It was Yi Ling. Why was Yi Ling calling her at this time? It was only around nine o'clock in the morning. According to Yi Ling's daily schedule now, she should be rushing to Linlang for work. What was going on? Why would she think of her? Was it she had a movie for her to act in?

It was only that she had not acted in films for a long time. Other than playing supporting roles, she did not know what else she could do, and she also did not know if she would damage her reputation.

She put her cell phone beside her ear and picked up a glass on the table to pour herself a glass of water.

"What's the matter, Yi Ling? Why are you calling me so early in the morning?" She was still smiling. The spring light outside showed a sunny day and it was wonderful weather.

Only all of a sudden, when the rays of bright light of the day fell upon her eyes, she also started to feel stifled by an inexplicable heavy pressure like she was in the beginning.

With a bang, the glass in her hand fell to the ground.

"Yiyi, what are you saying....."

At this point, she could hardly hear her own voice.

That's right, what did Yi Ling say just now? What is she saying exactly....?

Lu Yi picked up his cell phone on the side. He had just listened to a few words before he also stood up.