Sweet Wife in My Arms

Yan Huan took a deep breath. Her wrists hurt so badly, as though they were going to break. Helplessly, she could only endure the pain.

When she opened her eyes again, she felt as though she was back at the Snow Mountain.

Her eyes were clear and tranquil.

In her eyes, there was no resentment, hatred, affection nor anger.

There was just… nothing.

Her eyes were just as spiritless as Ru Yin's.

She had a pair of eyes, but they were basically useless. Why do I need this pair of eyes? Haha. It's functionless.

Neither could she laugh, nor could she cry.

In fact, she had no tears at all.

The mixed feelings and indecision caused the constant changes to her expression and in her eyes.

The camera refocused on her face. The last thing that Little White Fox saw was the snow that was falling from the sky and the pain when her eyes were being taken away. The camera shifted from her face to her hands. Her fingers curled up and her hands clenched into fists. She writhed in agony as she let out a deafening cry that seemed to be capable of shattering the entire world. Finally, it was snowing again.

Listen, that's the sound of snow falling.

Look, that's the color of the snow.

Little White Fox stuck her face out of the window. She fumbled forward as her hands clutched the wooden window.

She wanted to see the color of the snow but now she could only hear the sound as the snowflakes hit the ground one after another.

"Whitey..."

Someone was calling her name. It had been a long time since she last heard her name being called.

"Brother Zi Yue?"

She raised her head, but failed to locate him. This was when she remembered that she was blind.

A large palm gently patted her head as she heard the sound of someone sniffling.

Whitey extended her trembling hand and carefully placed it on the general's face.

"Brother Zi Yue, please don't cry."

She put on a wide grin, but there were no eyeballs in her empty eye sockets. There was no tears when she cried. Even when she smiled, she no longer looked like her old self.

"Fine, Brother Zi Yue will not cry," said the general. But, no one knew about the tears that were covering Zi Yue's face and the two bloody hollows on Whitey's face.

At this moment, she continued to laugh. Snowflakes were falling on her face, but the general quickly blocked it for her.

"Brother Zi Yue, I can hear the wind howling. Does it usually sound like that?"

"Cut," the director yelled. Yan Huan wiped off her tears. It was not easy to act as a blind woman. She genuinely applauded Liang Chen's acting skills when she personated the blind person so vividly. If she had not learned from Liang Chen during the many scenes they worked together, she would not be able to master the acting skill so quickly.

She proceeded to change her clothes and washed off her make-up. She had to wake up early tomorrow to get ready for work. The preparation was a very tedious job as it took her nearly three hours to put on make-up everyday to achieve the effect she wanted. The make-up would turn her eyes into two bloody hollows. Other than the post-production video editing, the make-up was also very crucial in creating the perfect look of the character. Yue Ran was capable of creating the look flawlessly. Yan Huan knew that it was worth it to hire Yue Ran to Linlang. Besides compensating the liquidated damages Yue Ran bore, Linlang even offered Yue Ran a good salary.

Of course, they had made the right decision to hire this make-up artist.

Her work was rather good. Even if she put in the least effort, her work was still very aesthetic.

Yan Huan completely agreed about it.

After all, they had been friends for two lifetimes.

She brought two lunch boxes back to her room. Meanwhile, Lu Yi was sitting in her room, working on his laptop.

"Your meal," Yan Huan placed the lunch box on the table, "Mom ordered this. It is very delicious and nutritious."

Lu Yi shut down his laptop, accepted the lunch box and placed it in front of him. Indeed, the presentation of the food appeared exactly like the illustration. The vibrant colors of the dishes made it look very appetizing, not to mention the mouthwatering smell of the dishes.

He took a mouthful. It tasted like heaven.

On the other hand, Yan Huan was hungry as well. She quickly picked up her chopsticks to eat beside Lu Yi.

Lu Yi put his lunch box before Yan Huan, "You can have mine."

With no sense of courtesy, Yan Huan picked out her favorite food from his lunch box. She returned to Lu Yi what she did not like. Lu Yi was not a picky eater. However, Yan Huan was extremely choosy when it came to food, so Lu Yi had to put in a lot of effort to help Yan Huan gain weight. Yet, her eating behavior brought her back to her skinny self.

"Why are you here?"

Yan Huan finally had the chance to ask Lu Yi.

Not only that, Lu Yi did not come alone. The father and son of the Lu Family were both here on a visit.

"I'm on holiday. So, I decided to come and visit you. Dad is only tagging along because he has nothing to do."

As Yan Huan laughed gleefully, she threw herself into Lu Yi's arms, "Back then, dad had always remained outstation for at least six months every time he was on a mission and mom had never visited him. But now, mom has only been away for a few months and dad already can't stand her absence."

"I think mom must be immensely pleased."

Lu Yi rubbed her head, "Finish your meal and stop moving around. You only have to take care of yourself. Don't worry about mom and dad".

"I know," Yan Huan quickly sat upright and finished her meal obediently. Of course, she would not tell anyone about this. The people from Ye Shuyun's generation were way more sensitive than Yan Huan.

People who were born during that era were usually shy and reserved. They only showed their affection behind closed doors. Undeniably, Lu Yi was a rather conservative man as well. If he did not meet a woman like Yan Huan, he would probably follow Lu Jin's footsteps, spending most of his time at work and marrying a woman like Fang Zhu. Then, he would live the rest of his life like an android.

For Lu Yi, Yan Huan was his life savior. Yan Huan, too, thought that Lu Yi saved her life.

Lu Yi had to rush to work in the evening. That was the life of a prosecutor. In fact, he did not love his job to the extent that he would sacrifice his entire life for his career. He was merely busy at work. Fang Zhu, a woman who was sophisticated and well-educated, was not his best match. Instead, he needed someone who cared about his well-being genuinely and always supported him regardlessly. Yan Huan warmed a cup of milk and placed it on the table. As the production team had limited resources, it was impossible for them to supply the crew with fresh milk everyday. Besides, it was difficult to store the bottled milk. Hence, Yan Huan had stocked up a few packs of milk powder in her room. She would make two cups of milk everyday, one for the morning and one for the evening, just like how she always did at home. She could still drink milk everyday.

Lu Yi took a sip out of the cup.

"It's too sweet."

Yan Huan followed and tasted the milk, "I think it's alright. It's not very sweet." She thought the milk was quite tasty.

Lu Yi shook his head. He took a few sips before he shifted his attention back onto his laptop.

"When are you going to sleep?" Yan Huan leaned on his shoulders as she yawned.

"Very soon," Lu Yi murmured as he typed swiftly on his keyboard, "You can go to bed first if you're sleepy."