Liking someone and going on blind dates to get married, and pestering someone two days before the wedding, is a moral issue.
Unfortunately, he is no longer with us. Although Meng Zeyan is angry, he also feels sorry for his wishful thinking.
Closing the notebook and handing it to Tang Huan, Meng Zeyan said in a low voice: "Take a look at it too."
He guessed that she definitely hadn't seen it yet. If she had, she wouldn't be so calm.
He asked her to look, there must be something wrong, Tang Huan opened the notebook and started reading.
She read more and more slowly. "Why doesn't Comrade Meng Zeyu become a poet?" She thought, with such literary talent and romantic style.
He had just taken a quick look at the photo, and this time after turning it over, Tang Huan observed it carefully. The female comrade in the photo was 50% similar to the original person in terms of eyebrows.
She had suddenly lost weight, and her face had changed slightly, now resembling her past life. So, she looked nothing like the lesbian in the painting.
Did the original body encounter a substitute issue?
If your secret crush fails, go on a blind date and find someone who looks like her.
After flipping through the pages for the last time, Tang Huan closed the notebook, lowered his eyes, and said nothing. As his body became more and more compatible with hers, the emotions of his original body gradually faded.
If she had the same emotions as her original self, she might be angry and sad.
But the person in the body now is Tang Huan. She has no feelings for Meng Zeyu. She is a little shocked, but when she thinks that her original body also has no feelings for Meng Zeyu, and she did it to get away from that home, she feels relieved.
She was neither sad nor heartbroken, but rather strangely calm. Meng Zeyan couldn't guess what she was thinking.
"Can this be kept secret? Don't let my parents know." Meng Zeyan said that the old couple are old, so it's better not to let them know about these things.
Tang Huan nodded, "I will."
I don't know how to comfort her. Maybe Tang Huan doesn't need comfort, but there are some things Meng Zeyan must say: "I'm sorry, I apologize on Zeyu's behalf."
No matter what, what Meng Zeyu did was not right.
Tang Huan curled the corners of his lips and looked at him with a smile, "Brother, I can't say it's okay."
She was afraid that her original spirit would come up and slap her one day, asking her why she accepted the apology on her behalf.
Meng Zeyan also smiled faintly, "Apologizing and being forgiven are two different things, I understand."
He stood up and looked at the things on the table. "Shall I take you back to your room?"
If these things are left here, the old couple might not be curious, so it’s better to send them back.
Tang Huan piled up the things and said, "Thank you."
Meng Zeyan took the things and helped her back to the room. Without even entering the room, he pushed the door open, reached in, put the things on the chair beside the door, then closed the door and left.
Tang Huan turned around and watched his movements from beginning to end. When he turned around, she quickly turned back and accidentally hit her knee, which made her face wrinkle in pain.
Meng Zeyan didn't notice her little action and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking. His hands kept moving, but he was actually distracted.
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