There is a Breeze When He Laughs

  Chapter 672 A typical novel male protagonist

  Wen Yiren looked at Yang Meimei, "Or, did you have it?"

  Yang Meimei shook her head hurriedly, "How could it be, I have never had it."

   "That's it."

  In the middle of the night, there was a pouring rain outside.

  Wen Yi was staring at the phone, and Lu Shixiu sent many text messages.

   Before coming, she greeted him, saying that he had a job in another place these two days.

   "Sister Yiren, why are you in a daze? By the way, when you were in the United States, you would call Mr. Lu at this point. Why didn’t you have it today?"

  Wen Yiping put down his phone and said, "He is busy."

   "Yes, Mr. Lu has everything in his hands. Alas, Sister Yiren, I really envy you. You can find an excellent husband like Mr. Lu. Mr. Lu is a typical novel actor. Sister Yiren, you are so happy."

  Happy?

  If there is only the memory of this life, it is indeed very happy.

Can……

   Seeing Wen Yiren’s expression a little weird, Yang Meimei couldn’t help being curious, “Sister Yiren, have you quarreled with President Lu?”

   "No, I was thinking about something, you..."

As    was talking, suddenly there was a ‘clang’ from downstairs, followed by Li Xingguo’s whimper, which sounded a little scary.

  The two looked at each other and quickly opened the door and ran downstairs. Under the dim light, Li Xingguo was lying on the ground with a painful expression. The wheelchair beside him had turned over and the ground was covered with water stains.

  Seeing Wen Yiren, Li Xingguo hurriedly waved at her, babbling in his throat, wanting to speak but unable to speak.

   "Grandpa Li, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Yiren was busy helping Li Xingguo up.

  He looks terrible, with sunken eye sockets and very clear bones.

   "The devil, the devil, she..."

   "Old man, what's the matter with you, I told you that you need to press the bell on the bedside."

  Li Chunhua ran down in a hurry. She was wearing a medieval-style white pajamas and ran down the stairs, with a sense of sight of a female ghost.

   "Woo, you... the devil, the devil..."

   "Old man, you started talking nonsense again, go, let's go back and rest."

  Wen Yiren followed the two of them, watching Li Chunhua help Li Xingguo to lie down on the bed.

   "Grandpa Li, this is..."

   "Oh, he is afraid of thunder and rain, and he starts talking nonsense every time it comes to this kind of weather."

   "Well, Grandma Li, otherwise you can go up and rest. Here, Meimei and I will take care of it."

   "No, I take care of it and rest assured, young people can't stay up late, you should go back to sleep first."

  Wen Yiren did not continue to insist, pulling Yang Meimei upstairs quickly.

  As soon as I arrived on the second floor, I smelled a strong smell of burning candles.

   couldn't help but glanced across Li Chunhua's room, the smell came from there.

  In the crack of the door, you can clearly see the flickering candlelight.

   "Sister Yiren..."

   "Go, let's go in."

  Wen Yiren pushed Yangmeimei into the room with a serious expression.

   entered the door, Wen Yiren did not forget to check the room carefully.

   "Sister Yiren, what are you doing?"

   "See if there is monitoring, just in case."

   "Sister Yiren, you make me so scared, do you have anything you want to tell me?"

  Wen Yiping stared at the pouring rain outside the window, and was silent for a long time, "Mei Mei, have you seen it?"

  Yang Meimei was puzzled, "What do you see?"

   "Li Chunhua has two souls in his body, one is already asleep, the other is manipulating her body, the soul manipulating her body..." At this point, Wen Yiren paused, "It's not hers."

  (End of this chapter)