Chapter 206

Her heart was hanging in the air. She was still in shock and didn't land for a long time.

There are passers-by ran over, appeared in front of the metaphor, anxiously asked: "are you ok?"

Before the words are spoken, there is warm breath in the ear. The man's voice is dry, low and magnetic, but it seems to be patient: "it's OK."

Yu Yu found that there was a person on her back. No wonder she didn't feel much pain after the fall.

She quickly turned over, trying to stay on the ground and get up.

But only in exchange for men's heavy dull hum.

Yanyu pursed her lips. Finally, with the help of passers-by, she grasped the hand of passers-by and got up. She had only one shoe left on her foot. The other one was run over by the tram and lay alone on the tram track.

The tram stopped, too.

The driver of the tram came down from the driver's seat. He seemed to be angry and frowned. Without saying anything, he called the police.

Passers by hold on to the words.

She frowned and looked at the past.

Lu Yan refused the passers-by's hand, and stood up from the ground. His stiff handmade suit had wrinkled a little, but his back was still straight and straight. He was silent, his facial features were strong, and his thin lips under the bridge of his nose were tightly pursed. The whole person breathed with fright.

He went to the side of the words, politely to the road, thanks: "thank you."

As she said that, he slowly swept the metaphor from the hands of passers-by, and the metaphor subconsciously wanted to struggle. However, when she moved, she felt Lu Yan's lingering cold breath and calmed down.

Lu Yan's eyebrows were covered with frost, and his face was covered with cold.

The passer-by said happily, "fortunately you two are OK." She said, looking at the words in shock, "lady, you are just too dangerous. The lights have changed. You are still walking on the road. It's really hard to predict what will happen if you don't have this gentleman. Thank God."

Lu Yan black eyes set, gentleman again apologized: "sorry, I didn't take care of her, there will be no next time."

Passers-by is also kind, she shrugged, chin toward the side of the tram Yang Xia: "the driver called the police, I wish you good luck, the London police are very strict on this, it is estimated that it will not be very easy to speak."

Lu Yan's face was cold and stern, and his eyebrows did not move. He didn't worry about it. His thin lips curved and said faintly: "thank you for your concern, but it will be OK."

The passers-by said nothing more.

After thanking Luyan again, he bent down slightly. When he faced the metaphor, his face sank down completely. He stretched his face and held the metaphor up with no expression. His hands were like iron walls, holding her tightly.

The right hand is across the knee of the speech, holding her joints.

Yuyu felt some pain, but no matter how painful it was, there was no pain in the ankle. There was a lot of pain in the ankle.

Lu Yan's face didn't show any emotion. He strode to the side of the road.

In the fence, Lu Shumu's face turned pale slightly. He pursed his lips, nervously looked at Lu Yan and Yanyu, and asked, "do you have anything to do?"

Lu Yan tightened his lip line, and the lines of his chin were even colder and silent.

Yu is afraid of Lu Shumu. She smiles: "it's OK."

Now everything calmed down, but her heart still did not fall to the ground. As soon as she saw Lu Shumu, all her thoughts came up.

Lu Shumu is nearly three years old.

She and Lu Yan have been separated for almost three years.

What does that mean? Lu Shumu was born almost when she left. Lu Shumu is Lu Yan's child.

She thought Lu Shumu was born after she left, but the time was not right.

The thought in my heart is more and more intense.

She desperately wants to press that idea down, desperately wants to convince herself, will Lu Yan have a relationship with Shi jiaran in her marriage? How many months did he go to England?

But the more powerful idea told her that Lu Yan would not.

Lu Yan has a strong sense of responsibility. He may not have the heart. He may not love you, but he will not choose to cheat physically in marriage.

Yu struggles to get out of Lu Yan's arms. She wants to take a serious look at Lu Shumu.

Her heart was crumpled.

Deep down in her heart, there was a terrible expectation telling her that she once had a son, who was forced to give birth for seven months. It made her think of her lost son full of hatred.

Can that son be Lu Shumu in front of him?

Why does Lu Shumu grow small, why the body is not good, is it because he was born under abnormal circumstances?

Just now Lu Shumu, did he call him his mother?

At that time, she did not see the induced baby boy. Later, she did not know where the baby boy went She never thought that the induced child could surviveShe clenched her fist tightly and her nails sank into the flesh.

Bursts of stabbing pain, to make her awake, chest pain, has almost made her unable to breathe.

"Words and expressions!" Seeing the words in his arms, Lu Yan struggles to leave from his arms. He represses his anger for a long time, and finally he bursts out.

His black eyes were thick with frost, and his vision seemed to shatter the words.

"Do you know what happened just now? As long as I come a little late, you'll be lying in the hospital now..." He stopped what he had not finished and swallowed it into his throat. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, his chest heaved with anger, and his voice was heavy and cold.

He now recalled that his heart would still hurt so much that he could hardly stand up straight. He could not imagine how terrible the current picture would be if he did not come, if he could not pull her back in time He didn't even dare to think about how he would lose her

Lu Yan's back is wet, because of the strength of his hands, his veins suddenly burst up.

As if she didn't hear Lu Yan's roar, she pulled Lu Yan's sleeve and suddenly raised her eyelids. In her amber pupil, there was only one Lu Yan reflected.

She shook her voice, staring at Lu Yan: "Lu Yan, Lu Shumu, is it my child?"

These short words, as if exhausted her whole body strength, just squeezed out from her throat eyes. Her eyes were staring at Lu Yan for a moment, but the expression on Lu Yan's face did not change at all. His dark eyes were still the ancient well in the abyss, without any fluctuation. His eyes were still covered with heavy snow shadow, without a trace of temperature.