I, Qinghuan

When eating, the atmosphere on the table was somewhat awkward.

Nan Yang has recovered her expressionless and cold face, but the ends of her eyes are obviously still red, and her right hand holding the chopsticks is also shaking.Qing Huan's face turned even redder. No matter what, it was always embarrassing for her mother to break her and kiss someone else.

Zhu Jun didn't know what happened just now, so he kept calling them to eat: "Girl, why are you in a daze? Your mother made special bacon for you, hurry up and try it. Boss Nan also eats it. We don't know if you like it." What to eat, I won’t give you random recommendations, you can try them all, and eat more if you like.”

Yu Fengli is a middle-aged person in her 40s, and she has long been familiar with this kind of thing. It is normal for young people to like to kiss and hug.She also followed the persuasion with her usual face: "Hurry up and eat, my cooking skills are very good, I taught this girl's cooking skills by myself. I heard that Boss Nan likes to eat her cooking, she is far worse than me Well, you should try my cooking and see if it tastes hundreds of times better than her cooking."

"……Um."

Nan Yang poked his chopsticks towards a plate of sweet and sour balls, caught them in the air, and the balls slipped out of the chopsticks and bounced back into the plate.Her hands trembled more and more, and when she tried to clamp again, she couldn't even hold the card.

Qing Huan immediately took the chopsticks to help her hold them, and said to Feng Li: "Mom, prepare some wooden chopsticks next time, this kind of metal chopsticks are too slippery, and it's not convenient for her hands."

"Yo, look at your heartache, when have you ever felt so sorry for me and your dad?" Yu Fengli said sourly.

Zhu Jun smiled and brought up a bottle of white wine from under the table, took two wine glasses from the tray, and handed one to Nan Yang: "Boss Nan, don't take offense, come, have a drink?"

Qing Huan immediately interfaced: "Dad, she can't drink."

"What's wrong?" Zhu Jun looked at Nan Yang with concern, "The liver is not very good, did you take cephalosporin?"

"Neither of them," Qing Huan answered for Nan Yang again, "She doesn't drink well, and she might get hives after drinking, so don't rush her to drink."

Zhu Jun is from the Northeast, and he is used to drinking two glasses at the dinner table, but after hearing what his daughter said, he could only put the bottle back in resentment.

Yu Fengli clicked her tongue twice: "Girl, you are too protective of your wife. I really didn't realize that you are 11 years younger than Boss Nan." She turned her face to look at Nan Yang again, and smiled gently, "However, Boss Nan You look really young, logically speaking, you should be only nine years younger than me, but people think you are a little younger than our girl."

Nanyang is indeed smaller than the current Qinghuan.

Her appearance and body are fixed at the age of 20, and now Qing Huan is 24 years old. To some extent, she is indeed four years younger than Qing Huan.

20 years old may be called an "old age" in ancient times. After all, Qing Huan was only 17 years old at that time, and the 20th or [-]th year was already a marriageable age.However, the modern age of [-] is really too young, and she is only two years older than Ming Wancheng. Ming Wancheng's face is still childish, how old can her face be.

If Qing Huan can't remember her anymore, and the age on the ID card is dragged on for a few years, to more than 40, I really don't know if I will be caught as a monster and studied at that time.

But... when will she remember herself?

Nan Yang weakly shook the chopsticks in his hand, full of confusion about the unknown.

Although Qinghuan has not recovered her memory, they are already together and their life is going smoothly.Qinghuan also seems to have returned to the appearance of 3000 years ago. She will take care of herself as considerately as she did 3000 years ago, she will cook for herself gently and patiently, she will help herself to block all small difficulties, and she will like badly Watch yourself cry.Except that she has no memory, she is just like her old self.

She was already her, but she couldn't remember their past anyway.

Nan Yang has been subconsciously avoiding this problem recently, unwilling to think about the crux of it.But the problem is there, she has to face it eventually, if Qing Huan really can't remember herself, then she will not grow old in this life, and they will still experience life and death again.

This is already the No.90 ninth life, if there is no result in this life, what should I do in the next life?

Can she still sense Qinghuan's next life?

in case……

If she can't sense it anymore and she still lives forever, then how will she go on alone in those endless times in the future?

Qing Huan noticed that Nan Yang was in a trance, and after putting three sweet and sour balls in her bowl, she tapped the edge of the porcelain bowl with metal chopsticks: "Don't be in a daze, eat."

"……Um."

Nan Yang restrained her thoughts and focused on the meal in front of her.

After the meal, Nan Yang basically didn't say a word, and quietly ate half a bowl of rice and piles of vegetables that Qing Huan gave her.Yu Fengli's cooking skills are really good. She is so focused on eating that she doesn't have time to chat with Zhu Jun.Another one, she has always obeyed the ancient saying "Don't talk when eating, don't talk when sleeping", it is an unchanging rule for thousands of years to keep silent when eating and sleeping.In addition, she already has some things on her mind that she can't shake off tonight.

After dinner, Qing Huan took Nan Yang back to the bedroom.This time, she dropped the lock wisely.

Qing Huan soon discovered that something was wrong with Nan Yang after the meal, she called her twice, but Nan Yang didn't hear her.

Nan Yang sat in the same position as before going out for dinner, staring quietly at the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.Qing Huan sat beside her, held her cold fingers, and called her again: "Nan Yang?"

"...Huh?" Nan Yang came back to his senses, and looked at the charming woman beside him.

"What are you thinking?" Qing Huan asked her with her head tilted.

Nan Yang was silent for a moment, then replied softly: "Think about some past events."

Qing Huan looked at the floor, and after a while, asked in a low voice, "Can you tell me?"

Nan Yang pursed her lips and said nothing.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Qing Huan hurriedly said, "I didn't want to spy on your body, I just..." She sighed annoyedly, and forced herself to finish the rest of the sentence, "I'm just sorry, your past 35 years I haven't participated in it for years, I... want to know what you have experienced in the past, and I am curious about what you looked like before."

"The way I used to be..." Nan Yang clenched his right hand, feeling the twitching pain of the missing muscles and bones in his right wrist, and frowned, "...you better not know."

Qing Huan looked at her cold side face for a long time, and didn't speak for a long time.

When he spoke again, his voice was filled with bitterness: "...does it have something to do with another girl?"

Another girl?

Nan Yang lowered his eyes, and it seemed that the soft and beautiful girl who liked to wear moon white dress appeared in front of her again.

From ancient times to the present, there is only her.

No matter in the past full of grievances and hatred, or in the flashy and noisy modern times, she is the Qing Huan who loves herself like her own life.And in his long life, he has never been willing to submit to her alone.

Nan Yang was in a trance again.

Seeing her not answering for a long time, Qing Huan felt a twinge of pain in her heart.

Her mind was filled with the words Nan Yang said - "I only ever liked you."

Is she really the only one?

Nan Yang is not a girl in her teens, let alone a young woman in her early twenties. She is already 35 years old.In the past 35 unknown years, has there really been no one who has touched her heart?

She never mentioned a thing to anyone.

Nan Yang is not a virgin.

In fact, she is not paranoid in this regard, and she never thinks that the normal behavior of a person who is deeply human is a stain on this person.Sometimes, when faced with people who demand that their partners must be virgins, she would persuade them to let go of their inherent prejudices. Times are developing, and that kind of thing is as normal as eating.

But when it really happened to her, she was still sluggish for a while.

She didn't dislike anything.She was just jealous, madly jealous for a while.

She had seen Nan Yang's cold face stained with lust, so enchanting and beautiful, like a gorgeous flower that only bloomed once in a lifetime.Unblocked fingertips were receiving a cruel reprieve as she watched her hazel eyes brim with tears.

She couldn't help but think, who else has seen Nan Yang's appearance?

Under whom did she bloom for the first time?

Who else has she cried so fragilely in front of?

After all, this piece of snow didn't just melt into water in his own palm.How could she be willing?Such a beautiful person, such a rare and magnificent scenery in the world, has been appreciated by another person, how could she not care at all?

If you really love someone, even she will care crazily if she looks at others more.

But the past has passed, no matter how obsessed she is, she can't erase the existence of that old man.

If he is destined to be unable to grasp her past, then he must firmly grasp the woman in front of him.No matter what, from now on she belongs to her, and she can never be changed.

"Nan Yang."

She calls her name.

Nan Yang blinked, "...Huh?"

Qing Huan's voice was more frivolous than the night outside the window: "Do you want to do it tonight?"

Nan Yang was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to pull out from his profound memories, and reflected Qing Huan's overly straightforward words, his voice was a little slow, "...the next door is your parents."

It's indecent.

"It's okay," Qing Huan looked at her, the smile on his lips was as seductive as usual, "Anyway, you don't usually like to make noise."

Nan Yang pursed her lips, and unexpectedly did not accommodate her this time: "We still have to shoot tomorrow, forget it."

Qing Huan has been filming in Zangzuo for several days. Before today, she stayed up on the set for two nights without sleep.Tomorrow, she will be joining the variety show group in full swing. I don't know what kind of physical games are waiting for her. It's better to let her have a good rest tonight.

After being declined twice, Qing Huan didn't ask any more.

"Then let's sleep."

"Ah."

In fact, it was only after nine o'clock, which was far from the sleep time they usually used to.However, Qing Huan has been tired for several days, and Nan Yang also wants her to sleep a little longer, after all, she has to catch a plane to Haojing tomorrow morning.

After washing up, the two turned off the lights and lay down on the bed.

Nan Yang didn't lie down, she wasn't sleepy yet, so she leaned against the bed and read with her notebook.This notebook is full of home cooking recipes that Qing Huan taught her. She has memorized a lot in the past month, and she takes it out to review it from time to time.Although I still can't cook big dishes, I can do a lot of simple side dishes like scrambled eggs mixed with cold dishes.

Watching it every night before going to bed has become her recent habit.

Qing Huan curled up beside Nan Yang, hugging her waist tightly.Because Nan Yang was sitting, she hugged Nan Yang's thigh like a bear doll.Nan Yang obediently raised her thigh a little so that she could hug her more comfortably.

Nan Yang thought Qing Huan was asleep, her legs were numb, but she didn't move.

But Qing Huan kept her eyes open at an angle she couldn't see, without any sleepiness.

Nan Yang has always been accommodating to herself, no matter what request she made, she would agree to it, why would she refuse her request today?

She tightly hugged Nan Yang's thigh with her arms, and couldn't stop thinking about what Nan Yang said just now——

"... Think about some past events."

Will those past events make her temporarily lose interest in sleeping with her?