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But as soon as her head turned around, the two people were very close. He Yumeng could even feel Lang Jiahe's gradually thickening breathing.

Lang Jiahe's head came slowly, and he Yumeng closed his eyes.

Although langjiahe had 10000 impulses in his heart to overwhelm her, when his eyes touched her pale lips, he finally suppressed all the thoughts in his heart.

He slowly sat up straight and filled the soup bowl in his hand. When he Yumeng heard the sound, he opened his eyes and smacked his mouth like waking up from a dream. In his heart, he kept cursing what he was just doing and fell in front of him. He couldn't tell how to laugh at himself.

Lang Jiahe looked at her in a daze and felt funny. Her uncontrollable performance just now also showed that she didn't exclude him much in her heart.

This discovery made Lang Jiahe's mood a lot happier, and his face, which had sunk slightly because he Yumeng knew he Yumeng's Secret harm, also eased a lot.

He slowly scooped up a spoonful of soup and gradually cooled it on his lips before sending it to he Yumeng's mouth.

He Yumeng was in a daze and drank it without thinking.

Just as the chicken soup had just eaten, a sense of nausea came up. She couldn't resist it. She quickly pushed away Lang Jiahe and held him by the bed to retch.

"What's the matter with you?" Lang Jiahe quickly put down the soup bowl in his hand, patted he Yumeng on the back and asked worried.

Seeing that she was still retching, she quickly stood up and said, "I'll find a doctor."

As soon as he wanted to leave, he was gripped by a small hand: "no, this is my normal reaction to pregnancy and vomiting. You can take some water and rinse my mouth."

For a long time, he Yumeng's vomiting reaction is not very obvious, and she has not suffered any crime. Today, it is estimated that it is because he ate too light before, and this bowl of chicken soup is too greasy.

Lang Jiahe listened to her words, quickly poured a glass of water and handed it over. He Yumeng held his hand and drank it. He felt much better.

"You skim all the oil on it. I can't eat such greasy things, but the chicken soup is really delicious." He Yumeng said faintly.

"Are you sure this is OK?" Lang Jiahe was still a little worried. He was afraid that she would vomit again and feel uncomfortable at that time.

"It's all right. It's just that the top is too greasy. The clear soup below is still OK." He Yumeng said again.

Lang Jiahe nodded, carefully skimmed the greasy on it, watched a bowl of soup gradually become thin, and then scooped a spoonful and handed it over.

Just as he Yumeng was about to drink, Lang Jiahe suddenly stopped and took the spoon back.

"Don't drink any more. I'll ask Zhang Zheng to buy some new ones." Lang Jiahe said he would put down the soup bowl in his hand.

He Yumeng quickly took it over: "I'm really not so delicate. Besides, it's a waste to pour out such a big pot of chicken soup without drinking."

Just after saying this, he Yumeng scooped a few spoons and drank it. The chicken soup tastes really good, otherwise she wouldn't want to drink it.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable?" Lang Jiahe raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It's delicious. Would you like to eat all the chicken?" He Yumeng smiled and drank a bowl after a while. When he wanted to go to Sheng, the bowl was taken off by Lang Jiahe.

"Let me get it for you." Then Lang Jiahe carefully helped he Yumeng skim the oil. He Yumeng felt warm when he looked at Lang Jiahe carefully.

In my memory, there was also a person who did this to herself. At that time, because of the physiological period, her stomach hurt so much that she died and lived.

At that time, the man made him a bowl of brown sugar water, but she didn't think it was very hot. The man took the trouble to cool her again and again.

At that time, what she saw seemed to be a silhouette. The original warm picture now feels disgusting when she thinks of it. If she is a good person to herself, she will still betray herself in the end. What is true in this world?

Just like Lang Jiahe in front of him now, is he out of a bit of truth and a bit of hypocrisy?

However, this question is not too important for any of them now. What about the truth and the fake? I'm afraid that in the end, everything can be abandoned for the sake of interests.

"What do you think? Drink quickly. " Lang Jiahe poked he Yumeng's dazed little head.

He Yumeng smiled faintly and then came over. Lang Jiahe really got a few pieces of chicken as Yumeng said and began to eat.

The two chatted casually, and soon a bowl of chicken soup was eaten clean.

He Yumeng looked at the feats of the two people and felt very proud: "we just finished eating and there was no left!"

"It seems that you still have some ideas about leftovers?" Lang Jiahe picked his eyebrow and said that she was also the eldest lady of his family. She wouldn't have to live on identity leftovers.

"In fact, it's nothing. When I was a child, I didn't finish my meal. My sister's mother always beat me. Why did she think I was so difficult to support? Why are you so delicate? So I'm a little scared when I see leftovers. " He Yumeng sighed and said, "you should not remember what happened in my family. The person you wanted to marry before was my sister he Jiaqi. We are not a mother."

"Have they been hard on you since childhood?" Lang Jiahe followed her words, but no one observed that when he said these words, his eyebrows inadvertently wrinkled, as if he was unhappy.

"In fact, I don't. as a mother, it's right to care for her children. Who doesn't want to strive for more interests for her children, so I don't blame them, but I envy them." He Yumeng said with a light smile, but there was an indelible sadness between his eyebrows and eyes.

"My mother died very early, and my father didn't care about me very much. One day, he suddenly brought a beautiful woman back. There was a little girl standing next to the beautiful woman. I was so happy at that time. All of a sudden, I had not only my mother but also my sister. I tried my best to be good to them, but I didn't think my good was what they needed. My existence was for them, It's a kind of suffering. Slowly I understand. I also try to stay away from them. I can give them whatever they want. After all, those things are not particularly important to me. "

"Maybe I'm a person who lacks love from the bottom of my heart, so when a person is a little better to me, I'll feel very grateful." He Yumeng looked at Lang Jiahe and continued, "so don't be nice to me. I'm easy to take it seriously."

"Is it really bad?" Lang Jiahe said.

"Do you think we can take it seriously now?" He Yumeng smiled and shook his head: "well, didn't he say to leave as soon as possible? I'm almost recovered now. Let's go. "

Lang Jiahe took a deep look at her, didn't speak, and walked forward with steps.

Instead of flying this time, they chose the train.

He Yumeng has always liked to take the train. This time, he is still very excited to take the train for so long. He stared at the scenery outside without blinking.

Lang Jiahe rarely saw her so energetic, smiled and joked, "this won't be your first time by train?"

"Well, almost. I did it several times when I was a child, but it was too long ago. I have been in the city since I grew up and have little chance to go out." He Yumeng didn't tell the truth. In fact, when she was with Chu Yufei, he would often take her to the surrounding cities.

At that time, although both families had money, Chu Yufei always felt that what he earned was the most meaningful, so they often did all kinds of part-time jobs to save money for going out once. Sometimes in order to save money, they chose the green train.

I have to say that its speed is really slow, but he Yumeng falls in love with it. He can't afford the creaking sound, which seems to be a call from ancient times, and all kinds of people in the car can let him hear stories from all places.

She often meets young people who pursue dreams. At that time, she envied them very much. She dared to go out and break for what she wanted to do, but she was different. She could only be trapped in where.

"If you like, I can take you a few more times." Lang Jiahe said with a smile.

"It's good to try something you like once in a while. If you do it often, it won't taste like that." He Yumeng said with a light smile. In fact, what she wants to say is that every time she gets on the train, she will emerge her previous memory.

No matter how she feels about Chu Yufei now, this is her first love after all. The first love can't be forgotten if one wants to forget it.

Moreover, it was also her youth, a part of her life, and she had no reason to lose it.

Lang Jiahe looked sideways. He found that he didn't know the person in front of him more and more. Before, he only knew that she was inexplicably stubborn, but he didn't know that she was actually a person with a story. She had a lot of ideas in her heart, but she never said, and didn't know whether she would have a confidant to let her resort to one or two

The train is moving slowly. He Yumeng looks at the drifting scenery, just like looking at her green youth before. Take it as a farewell sacrifice. After today, she will really say goodbye to the past.

The train took a long time to arrive in another city. He Yumeng couldn't stand it, so he begged Lang Jiahe to change into a plane.

Although Lang Jiahe was still a little worried, he Yumeng deliberately talked to him all the way to let him see his health. Finally, they returned home the next night.

Betty seemed to know when they would come back. As soon as they drove into the yard, they saw her in a human form, only in the middle of the night, looking a bit weak.

Langjiahe and he Yumeng had just got out of the car when Betty rushed up and hugged langjiahe.

Everyone was stunned. Lang Jiahe's hand hung awkwardly in the air. For a moment, he didn't know whether to put it down.

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