The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex - Chapter 919
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The night was getting dark. He Xiyan was still asleep. She opened her eyes and saw the familiar face beside her.
Jia Hang should have fallen asleep, she could hear his breathing evenly.
She stretched out her right hand and landed gently in front of Jia Hang. After touching her cheek with her fingers and feeling the familiar touch on it, she couldn’t help but wake her nose.
“I’m sorry!” She said softly, and when she finished, two tears slid down the corner of her eyes, dripping on the white pillow.
Chen Jiahang moved suddenly, one hand was pulled out of the quilt, and the woman beside him was taken into his arms.
“Have a good rest, Yan Yan,” he said stupidly, and then closed his eyes again, and fell asleep.
He Xiyan pillowed Jia Hang’s arm, and her nose was all her familiar and nostalgic breath. She put a hand on his neck, and her face was closer. At this moment her chest suddenly hurt, as if something was peeled off stiffly.
She couldn’t help covering her eyes with her hands anymore, and the tears in those eyes burst out.
Sleepless all night.
In the early morning of the next morning, He Xiyan got up early. She made Jia Hang’s favorite quiche and a bowl of beef noodles. As for herself, she just ate a small piece of bread and a bottle of milk.
When Jia Hang got up, he smelled the smell of the quiche. He quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face, and then came to the dining room.
“Yan Yan, thank you.” Chen Jiahang said with a smile, feeling very sweet in my heart. The feeling of having someone make breakfast for him is particularly happy.
He Xiyan put his hand gently on Jia Hang’s shoulder and shook his head at him.
Needless to say, thank you, he has taken care of himself far more than he has taken care of him over the years.
“Yes, Yan Yan, didn’t you feel uncomfortable?” Chen Jiahang asked with concern, remembering that Yan Yan had rained yesterday.
He Xiyan shook her head again. He’s okay, her body won’t catch a cold and get a fever.
“That’s good! Yan Yan, take a good rest today, I will handle all the things in the store. In addition, at noon I will buy some minced meat and spring onions, and we will make dumplings together.”
Chen Jiahang said with a smile. Although his life with Yan Yan was bland, he was comfortable. This comfort made him feel that he really liked such a peaceful life.
He Xiyan nodded and said good, but at this time Chen Jiahang didn’t notice the sadness and pain that flashed in her eyes.
After Chen Jiahang went out, He Xiyan came to the bedroom.
She went to a desk and took out the paper and pen from the drawer. This paper and pen are often used by Jia Hang before regaining memory. At that time, Jia Hang had to communicate with itself by writing.
She just didn’t expect it and now she replaced her with paper and pen to communicate with him.
He Xiyan unfolded a piece of white paper, her face was a little pale, and the hand holding the pen was shaking slightly, and it took a while for the pen tip to touch the paper.
She bit her own lip, bit her hard, and the words she wrote were crooked like those written by a first-grade elementary school student:
(Jia Hang, I’m Yan Yan, I’m sorry, some words can’t be spoken in front of you in the end, because I’m afraid I can’t tell you.
In the past three years, I’m glad that God met me, and thank you for taking care of me.