Chapter 348: 348 Dust Sealed Box
"If I could arrive earlier, you wouldn't be unhappy, and you would have what others have, blame me."
Wen Wanyu covered her eyes, and suddenly she felt so special that she wanted to cry, a little sad and self-blaming.
She specifically checked Lu Qingyi's previous life, but she got news that she didn't want to know.
Lu Qingyi’s childhood was accompanied by her grandmother. Without fatherly love and motherly love, she was very sensible and able to work when she was young.
If there is a if, if she can arrive earlier, Lu Qingyi's life will also undergo earth-shaking changes.
Lu Qingyi: "Don't blame you."
Her matter has nothing to do with Wen Wanyu. If you want to blame, you can only blame Yao Meishu and God.
Fifteen minutes passed quickly, Lu Qingyi took the silver needle off, and she installed the silver needle.
"Auntie Wen, try to move."
Lu Qingyi stood up, she said.
Wen Wanyu moved her legs a bit, and found that the pain had disappeared and had been relieved.
"Qingyi, you actually..."
Wen Wanyu looked at Lu Qingyi in disbelief. He didn't expect Lu Qingyi's medical skills to be so good.
How high should this talent be.
There are some things that you don’t want to learn all the time and you will achieve something, and some things are talents most importantly.
Talent and hard work can create the impossible.
"Tomorrow I will come over to give you a needle, and then give you a pair of Chinese medicine, basically it will be fine."
Lu Qingyi spoke very lightly. Wen Wanyu had been curing the bad leg problems, and it was relieved within more than ten minutes by Lu Qingyi.
There is a possibility of cure.
"You are better than your mother."
Wen Wanyu saw that Lu Qingyi's eyes were kind, she slowly raised the corners of her lips, and said with a smile on her face.
She looked at Lu Qingyi as if she saw Ruan Qingyang back then. Ruan Qingyang’s daughter could not be too bad. Lu Qingyi was very good and even better than Ruan Qingyang back then.
Lu Qingyi pressed her lips and didn't speak, she just looked at Wen Wanyu quietly.
"There is a black box in the cabinet. Qingyi can bring it for me."
The smile on Wen Wanyu's lips was a bit bitter, she spoke slowly, her tone a bit heavy.
When talking about Ruan Qingyang, Wen Wanyu’s tone was either sad or heavy, because Ruan Qingyang was very important in her mind, so Ruan Qingyang’s death was a heavy blow to her.
So that it has been nearly 20 years, when it comes to Ruan Qingyang, she still feels sad.
Lu Qingyi had never met Ruan Qingyang, but knew that her mother was called Ruan Qingyang, so she didn't have much affection, just a little bit sad.
For those who have never been in contact, even if they are the closest people who are blood related, their deaths and deaths are really not contagious. They will not have the feeling of sadness, but they will be a little bit sad. .
Lu Qingyi went to the cabinet and took out the black box. The box looked like an old object, and it was covered with thick dust.
Lu Qingyi frowned slightly. Instead of stroking the dust on her head, she gave the box to Wen Wanyu intact.
Wen Wanyu held the box and did not open it on the spot. She raised her eyes to look at Lu Qingyi, "Do you know what my dream was when I was young?"
She asked, very lightly.
The dream when she was young is just a dream for her now, a dream she once had.
Because of Ruan Qingyang's death, she gave up her dream, was willing to be a salted fish, and opened a small spicy soup shop.
Her motivation is Ruan Qingyang, and she has always been.
Lu Qingyi shook his head.
"I have a lot of dreams, and one of them is to be a photographer."
Wen Wanyu lowered her eyes, her eyes filled with smiles.
She is very greedy, others have only one dream, and she has been working hard with this dream, and she has many, many dreams.
Lu Qingyi remained silent and waited quietly for Wen Wanyu to speak.
"Your mother is my photography model. She is very beautiful, very cool, and has a very good temperament. She was a school flower in our school at that time. I used to take the photos I took for her to participate in the photography organized by the school. In the competition, I won first place."
The smile on Wen Wanyu's lips was very bitter, she said slowly, her voice was very soft, so light that Lu Qingyi didn't pay attention to it, and she couldn't hear anything.
"These are all photos of your mother, which I took. Since your mother passed away, I have been locked up and dare not open it."
Wen Wanyu gently wiped the dust on the top of the box with her hand.
The dust fell in a thick layer and it was a bit difficult to wipe with her hands. Wen Wanyu's hands became dirty, but she didn't care and wiped it little by little.
Lu Qingyi looked at Wen Wanyu, but she did not speak.
She has been relatively withdrawn since she was a child. She didn't like to make friends. She didn't know Wen Wanyu's current emotions, nor could she understand or empathize with her.
She has no girlfriends, only friends. The difference between a friend and a girlfriend is also very large, and it cannot be compared.
"Auntie Wen, wipe it with a tissue."
Both of Wen Wanyu's hands became extremely dirty, and the dust on the box was still not cleaned, Lu Qingyi frowned slightly.
"good."
Wen Wanyu took a deep breath, took the tissues Lu Qingyi handed over, and wiped the box little by little.
The box hasn't been wiped for a long time, it hasn't been touched for a long time, and it's really dirty now.
"I'll wash my hands."
Wen Wanyu stood up, put the box on one side of the table, and walked into the bathroom.
There is a toilet in each room, which is very convenient. Wen Wanyu went in for a long time before coming out. When she came out, her eyes were red.
"Your mother also has one of this key."
Wen Wanyu tore off the necklace on her neck directly, she said slowly, her voice very serious.
The key is in the shape of a crescent and is very delicate.
Lu Qingyi was silent, she did not speak.
Wen Wanyu gently closed her eyes and opened the box that had been sealed for a long time. The slightly old photos inside were exposed to Lu Qingyi's sight.
The box is regular, not too big or small, but the box is full of photos. There are photos of Ruan Qingyang and Wen Wanyu, Ruan Qingyang's individual photos, and Ruan Qingyang's individual photos are the most.
"This is your mother, as beautiful as you, no, it should mean that you are better than your mother."
Qing is better than blue. This sentence is very reasonable. Wen Wanyu thinks that this sentence can also be applied to the beauty of Lu Qingyi and Ruan Qingyang.
Ruan Qingyang is very beautiful, and her daughter is even more beautiful than her.
"My mother is beautiful."
Lu Qingyi picked up a photo, and she curled her lips slightly.
The beauty of Ruan Qingyang is not only good and cold, but Ruan Qingyang in the photo also gives her a feeling of classical beauty.