Chapter 1037: He Did Not Want to Give Her Back

Ten years of getting along and entanglements of two lifetimes, they would either be separated in life or be parted in death.

If life was really like this, then were the twists and turns in their fate really too much and too painful?

“Huanhuan, Huanhuan…” Lu Yi continually shouted Yan Huan’s name. She could hear his voice, feel his heartbeat and also know the pain in his heart. She was aware, she understood everything, and she had experienced them all.

That it was better to die than to live like this, that sense of feeling so much grief as to wish she were dead.

They stayed like this and nestled against each other. They felt each other’s body heat warming themselves and telling them that if they lost these things, then what they did have. Without these things, what would they have?

“So, don’t be afraid.” Lu Yi repeated this sentence, ‘Don’t be afraid. Just leave everything to me. There is nothing in this world that we cannot get through or unable to solve. We are not even afraid of death. Then why are we afraid of living?”

“We’ve all died once. Now, let us just live well, okay?”

Yan Huan clenched her lower jaw as she endured. She did her utmost to withstand, and she could hardly bear so much pain.

She slowly put down her hands, and then tightly gripped Lu Yi’s big hand. His palm was still dry and big like before. It was the same warm body temperature. It had not changed even after the transformations in the world and rebirth, Lu Yi would always be Lu Yi.

She put Lu Yi’s hand on her face, so that he felt the centipede-like scar on her face. Her face was destroyed, and her leg was also crippled.

Lu Yi’s fingertips gently trembled.

Then he pulled her pitifully thin body tightly into his arms. He held her tightly, the sound of her bones knocking against each other could almost be heard.

“Don’t be afraid. It can be cured. It will heal.”

He had already touched the somewhat uneven scar, from the corner of her eye almost down to her chin. He finally knew why she had to wear a face mask all the time. It was because of the scar, but also because she felt that she should not be seen by people.

She was not just anyone. She was Yan Huan, she was the fifth most beautiful woman in Asia and an international film star. But now she had become this, andhe could not bear it. What kind of serious injuries did she have to suffer that could leave her with such a deep wound?

Her face as well as her leg.

And how did she survive at the time. Did it hurt?

“Really?” Yan Huan said with a trembling voice, “Really? Can it really be cured? Can it really heal?” But when she came out of the village, she had looked for and consulted a doctor. The doctor said that it could not be cured. She did not dare to go to a doctor again for fear of the repulse in their eyes and the pity in their tone, as well as see her own sinister-looking reflection within their eyes.

“There must absolutely be a way. Trust me.” Lu Yi still did not remove her face mask. He was not afraid to see Yan Huan’s current appearance, but Yan Huan simply could not accept her present self.

There was not a single mirror to be found in where she lived. She could not face him and the person she could not face the most was herself.

She was tired, so she rested her head on Lu Yi’s legs. Her body was still curled up together. Her eyelashes which had always been thick, also slightly and gently closed together. And the melancholy which could not dissipate in between her eyebrows, had already stained with the wound at the bottom of her eye.

Lu Yi carried her up. She was very light. He did not know if she was as heavy as Lu Qi and Lu Guang now. Yan Huan said she was not more than 93 pounds at her lightest weight in her previous life. At that time, she was pregnant too but now she might only be about 80 pounds.

Delicately, Lu Yi covered her with a quilt and placed his hand on her face but touched the wound on her face.

He closed his eyes and then took a deep breath before he carefully removed the face mask worn on her face, revealing all the dry peeling skin on her cheeks, and the obvious line of raised scar on her face.

Lu Yi looked at her in this way as his lips lightly quivered in agony.

Yan Huan never had any scars on her body before. Whenever after she had injuries, not many scars would be left behind under general circumstances. It was not that she had not been injured before. Even because of filming, she would often suffer a variety of injuries. But it was not how it was like now, to actually have left such a big scar. So, it was completely conceivable that half of her face was completely destroyed at time.

In addition to such a scar, there were also other large and small scars, as well as her leg. It was a facial disfigurement. This ruined her life, destroyed all her self-confidence and also disfigured all her face.

Lu Yi put the face mask on properly for her again, and then carefully covered the quilt for her before he came out.

He went into the bathroom. Inside the mirror was one of his ferocious faces, and the storm of savagery gradually building in his features.

Who hurt her like this?

Who was it? Who exactly was it? What was it that had hurt her like this?

He put his hand on the mirror and hit it hard. With a cracking sound, the mirror broke, and the back of his hand almost began to look badly mangled.

When Yan Huan woke up, she suddenly sat up and also put her hand on her face. The face mask was still there, and no one had seen her face. No one knew how ugly she looked, and no one knew her disgust.

She pulled the quilt away and planted both her feet on the ground. Then she limped toward the bathroom.

She deliberately bowed her head and also did not look at the mirror there. When she put her hands under the tap, she discovered what was missing. She lifted her face and only saw the bare wall in front of her. The mirror that was originally put there was gone. She touched her face. She felt a sense of security without a mirror there. Whether there were any other people here, as long as there was a mirror in front of her, she would feel as if someone was pointing at her, laughing at her, mocking her.

Only when she was at a place where there was no mirror, she would dare to untie her face mask and also have the nerve to expose her own face in the air.

However, she was afraid to touch. Every contact and each time she touched the ugly centipede-like scar, the scar that was already healed now would begin to feel sore again.

She hurriedly put on the face mask again. When she came out, Lu Yi was not around. But he left her a note, stating that he would come with Xiao Qi and Xiao Guang in the evening. Xunxun was still at Old Master Lu’s. He did not want to give her back.

Indeed, he did not want to give her back. He even said the words that he did not want to give her back. Sometimes Lu Jin was so mad that it set his teeth on edge. It was not easy for him to go home once. It was all to see his beautiful granddaughter. So, he insisted on taking Xunxun away when he returned home.

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