Yan Huan lay on the bed, not moving an inch. She made no sound, neither complaining nor crying about the pain she was suffering. She was no different from a vegetable, except that she was breathing and occasionally opening her eyes. Other than that, everyone was somehow affected by her sense of despair.
He Yibin took a seat. After a while, he felt a little thirsty, hence he poured himself a glass of water and drank it.
Abruptly, water spurted out of his mouth.
With a loud bang, he swung the door open and left the room.
“Oh, no! Yan Huan is gone.”
When the others heard his exclamation, they immediately left their seats. Without considering further, Yi Ling placed her son on the sofa. At this moment, she was too occupied to care about her son.
He Yibin did not comment on her reaction. At least, she was showing some conscience and concern toward Yan Huan’s well-being.
“I will go out and find her.” At that instant, Lei Qingyi suspected that Yan Huan had gone to Lu Yi’s cemetery again. Moreover, it had not been a long time since Yan Huan went missing. Logically speaking, she should not have gone far yet.
However, when he arrived at the door, he abruptly stopped in his tracks.
“She hasn’t left the house.”
Lei Qingyi turned to look at them as he made the statement.
The few of them had been sitting in the living room all this while. It was impossible for them to not notice an adult as big as Yan Huan if she left the house via the main door. They would have noticed something unusual even if a small mouse passed by them. They were neither blind nor deaf. How could a living person walk right past them without them realizing it?
Yan Huan was still here.
“Maybe she went to the bathroom?” Yi Ling whispered. However, she quickly shut her mouth and remained quiet when she saw He Yibin staring at her.
“Why are you still here?” He Yibin had never met a woman as stupid as Yi Ling. In his eyes, Yi Ling was an extremely hideous woman now. For him, her nose was crooked, her eyes were unsightly, even her hair appeared disgusting.
Her appearance, her voice, and every action of hers annoyed He Yibin. For He Yibin, she should not even be breathing. Lei Qingyi glared at He Yibin menacingly.
“That’s too much.”
He Yibin scorned at Lei Qingyi’s words. He did nothing wrong. He was upset and he definitely had his right to vent his anger.
Nonetheless, Yi Ling was guilty as well. It was her fault for bringing Little Lei here. She had a good intention but things turned out to be different from her expectation.
Yi Ling gently pulled Lei Qingyi’s sleeve. She reckoned that it was not the best time for a quarrel as it was more important to search for Yan Huan at this moment.
Then, she dashed off to Yan Huan’s room and swung the bathroom door opened. No one was there. She refused to give up and continued to search for the other bathrooms but to no avail.
“I didn’t see her.” She returned to Lei Qingyi’s side and nervously clutched her fingers around Lei Qingyi’s sleeve, “Do you want to go over there and have a look?”
“But, Yan Huan hasn’t left this house.” The cemetery was the first place that came across Lei Qingyi’s mind. However, they were all gathered in the living room and the main door was the only way out in this house. Unless Yan Huan was invisible, otherwise it was rather illogical for them not to have noticed her.
“Maybe we were too occupied to notice as she walked past us?” Yi Ling was determined to go out and search for Yan Huan. They could possibly be too engrossed with their conversation and were oblivious to their surroundings.
“Fine, I’ll go there to look for her.” Lei Qingyi had no other option and was prepared to head to the cemetery. After all, Yi Ling might be right and he might be able to find Yan Huan there.
When Lei Qingyi was about to leave the house, the helper of Lu’s residence ran toward him at a hurried pace. She seemed to be extremely anxious.
“Sir, madam. Miss has somehow gotten into the room.”
The helper gestured at the room as she found it difficult to explain the situation.
Upon hearing that, Ye Shuyun quickly ran toward the room the helper was pointed at. The others tagged along right behind her.
When they arrived in that room, they saw that Yan Huan was searching through the dustbins. However, they had no idea what she was looking for. She searched through the dustbins one after another.
Realizing that she could not find what she was looking for, she stood up to look for more dustbins persistently.
“You shouldn’t touch this.” The helper quickly ran over and blocked in front of Yan Huan as the dustbin was full of broken glasses.
However, Yan Huan reached out and then pushed the helper away. She walked toward the dustbin and poured out everything in the dustbin. All this while, her gaze was fixed on the dirtied photo.
She intended to pick up the photo but the helper was too afraid to let her touch it.
“Miss Yan, please stay back and let me do it.” The helper immediately squatted down and carefully picked the photo out of the pile of fragmented glass pieces. The moment the helper found the photo, she instantly knew what Yan Huan had been looking for. It was no other than the photo she had accidentally lost previously.
However, the photo was all ripped into two and was stained with blood. It was torn right between where Lu Yi and Yan Huan stood in the picture as though someone was determined to separate the two of them.
Yan Huan received the photo from the helper and held it close to her chest. She knelt on the ground, resembling a tiny and abandoned pet.
As the picture laid in her arms, she sobbed silently.
Yet, her tears were full of anguish and agony.
“Go and get Lu Yi’s photo album,” Lu Jin told Ye Shuyun in a muffled tone.
“Alright,” Ye Shuyun rushed to her room. She opened her cabinet and found a big photo album. Lu Yi was not too fond of taking photos. She took all of these photos of Lu Yi secretly. There were photos of Lu Yi as a newborn, toddling around, attending kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, high school, and university. After he eventually began to join the workforce, there were no more photos of him as Lu Yi loathed to take photos of himself.
Carrying the photo album, she squatted before Yan Huan.
She then opened the album and said, “Huanhuan, look. These are Lu Yi’s pictures. There are many of his photos here.”
Stunned, Yan Huan stared at the man in the photos, who seemed to look much younger and boyish. She extended her hands to take the album over and hugged it tight before she slowly stood up and she walked toward her room.
She closed the door behind her and climbed onto the big bed. She flipped the album, one page at a time, as she studied every picture earnestly.
Ye Shuyun entered the room and sat by her side. She patiently explained the stories behind every picture. Surprisingly, she was able to vividly remember the tales behind every photo, even how and where the photos were taken.
The helper brought in a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Yan Huan.
“Miss, this bowl of soup is for you.”
Yan Huan raised her head, lifted the bowl and drank the soup obediently.
Ye Shuyun and the helper heaved a sigh of relief. Luckily, she is willing to drink it.
