Chapter 111 Blind Date

Touching his face, could it be that he really looks like this? Maybe, otherwise, why did the girlfriends he dated all break up with him after a few days?

And they only had one sentence to say about him.

This is not looking for a boyfriend, this is looking for a brick, and he doesn't know how to please women.

But he doesn't understand, what to do to please women, what they need, isn't it all in his mind, can't those silent efforts be compared to some people's sweet words and treacherous hearts in the end?

Of course, he is not a bad lover, he has so-called girlfriends one after another, all of whom were introduced by his mother. No matter what, for Ye Shuyun's sake, he treats these women seriously, just like treating his own work, meticulously, and never makes mistakes. However, no one likes him.

Until the past two years, perhaps Ye Shuyun herself couldn't stand it anymore, and she didn't dare to introduce women to her son. Her son had never really been in love. If she continued to introduce women, people would hear that Lu Yi had so many girlfriends, and it wouldn't be a bad relationship. Then, what would her son do if he really couldn't get a wife in the future?

So since Lu Yi broke up with his last girlfriend, he has been blank for two years, and he never misses women like he does work, but for the first time, he wants to know a woman's past.

I don't know the reason, I don't think about the reason, and I don't ask the reason, I just want to do it.

An hour later, the phone on his desk rang.

"Mr. Lu, I have checked all the information you asked me to check. I will send it to your computer. Please check it."

"Yes, OK, thank you."

Lu Yi put down the phone and put aside the information he had been flipping through. He didn't have any other thoughts. He turned on the computer. Sure enough, Xiao Chen had transferred all the information he wanted.

He crossed his right leg over his left leg and leaned his back against the chair behind him. He was uncomfortable with the pain in his shoulder. He had always been in this position. I think he would have a high chance of getting an occupational disease in the future.

He was not unfamiliar with checking these information. After all, his job was sometimes like this. This time, it was the first time he used his authority to retrieve the information of a strange woman.

He was just a little curious. Perhaps this curiosity might kill him, but he still checked it and continued to be curious.

Soon, a confidential document appeared in front of him, page by page, life from childhood to adulthood, family relationships, and all kinds of news that she herself might not know.

Yan Huan, 20 years old, born on September 28, mother, Yan Jing, and the father's half column is blank.

He scrolled down, single parent, father unknown.

He moved the mouse again, and the page continued to move down, but the more he looked, the worse his expression became.

Yan Jing had just passed away two years ago. Yan Huan was a student at an art school. He had a good appearance and a good dance foundation. It can be said that he had a bright future. However, because of his mother's illness, he started as a stand-in and a small role. Within a few years, he abandoned his studies. After taking over the small supporting role in Xianxia Zhuan, he successfully auditioned for the role of Suo Qingqiu and played a minor supporting role. As for the latter, it is blank now, after all, this has not happened yet.

Below is her current address, which was arranged by Yuelun Company.

Lu Yi turned off the computer, he stood up, walked to the French window on the side, and then reached out and pulled open the curtains. For some reason, his heart, which had always been calm, began to have some waves for the first time.

Behind these waves, I don't know if it's because the boat has passed through the water without leaving a trace, or if something will be left on the lake of his heart.

Half a day later, he turned around and turned on the computer again. On the top of the computer was Yan Huan's most simple ID photo and the information on his ID card. It is said that no one can take a good-looking photo on the ID card, but this woman is an exception. The photo on her ID card is very beautiful, still very young, and very simple. I just don't know when this simplicity will be swallowed up.

And finally his sight moved up to the line of words.

Blood type, RH negative AB type blood.

The same as his.

He put his hand on the mouse, then clicked close, and finally clicked delete, as if he had never seen this information. In fact, he saw it and wrote it down.

People sometimes deceive themselves, but memory cannot be deceived.

Remembering is remembering, and forgetting is really forgetting.

He took out the key from his briefcase, opened the door, and changed his shoes. When he came in, he found a stranger in the living room.

"Lu Yi, are you back?"

When Ye Shuyun heard the door open, she knew that her son was back. As for her husband, Lu Yi's father, he was still sitting in the military area and could not come back many times a year. The only one who could enter the house was her uncaring son.

And every time she thought of Lu Yi as a son, she would beat her chest and stamp her feet. Her husband was unreliable and her son was uncaring. Why didn't he give birth to a caring little cotton jacket and sweetheart?

Even Lu Yi's father said that she was incompetent and could not give birth to a little girl. Now that she was so old, she didn't even have anyone to talk to. She worked every day. Could work accompany her for the rest of her life? She still had to retire.

But, what was the use of thinking about a little girl? The little girl belonged to others, not hers. She didn't even have a pair of slippers.

Her son was called Lu Yi, and she only had one son in her life.

Lu Yi walked over and sat down. Sitting next to Ye Shuyun was a young woman, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, about the same age as him. She had an old-fashioned hairstyle and sat in a serious posture. In this way, according to Lei Qingyi's words, she was a serious intellectual. You could tell at a glance that she came from a scholarly family. She was all stupid because of reading. Among a bunch of colorful women, she was indeed a clear stream. If it could be said to be a clear stream, then it was a clear stream. Well, noodles cooked in clear water were like this.

And Ye Shuyun introduced such women to him, and it was because such women were most suitable for men like Lu Yi who had a strange and fussy temperament.