Several eyes from behind fell on Xia Yan, making Xia Yan feel ashamed. She had never been so embarrassed in front of Jiang Lan.

In the past, it was usually Jiang Lan who stood in her position.

Jiang Lan was also embarrassed.

But what happened in the past few days, and why did she and Jiang Lan switch positions?

Lu Jingchi took a deep breath, looked down at Xia Yan, and said word by word in a cold tone: "Xia Yan, get out, don't let me say it a second time."

Xia Yan looked at the coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes. She panicked and panicked, and couldn't help but become nervous.

She even had the illusion that if she disobeyed Lu Jingchi again, he would break up with her without hesitation.

Xia Yan didn't dare to say another word. She squeezed the bag in her hand tightly, swallowed all her unwillingness and grievances, stood up, and took a deep look at Lu Jingchi.

Then he left here in embarrassment.

Jiang Lan watched her retreating back and glanced at Pei Qingsheng in confusion, wanting to ask what was going on.

Pei Qing laughed and said, "It's none of your business. Are you hungry?"

Only then did Jiang Lan remember her business. She touched her belly and nodded to express that she was hungry.

"Then go and eat. Don't think about those messy things. You won't be able to remember them anyway."

Jiang Lan was stunned. Although what he said was true, it still made Jiang Lan feel sad for no reason.

She would completely forget everything that happened the next day. Every time she opened her eyes, she seemed to be trapped in a certain point in time, with only the distant past in her memory.

There is no yesterday.

Every time after she learned that she was sick, the information recorded in her notebook or cell phone seemed like behaviors she had done while sleepwalking, and she had no memory at all.

Although I accepted it, the feeling of being separated from the world and reality is still clear. Every day I doubt that I don't belong to this world, that I am incompatible with this world and all of them.

She is like a different kind.

Seeing that she was in a daze, Pei Qingsheng raised her hand and waved it in front of her, "What are you thinking about? I told you to stop thinking about it."

Jiang Lan came back to her senses and glanced at Pei Qingsheng complicatedly.

But when she looked up, she saw Lu Jingchi not far away, his black eyes staring at her intently, staring at the interaction between the two.

There was no emotion, but Jiang Lan felt inexplicably panicked.

She immediately lowered her head and went to the restaurant.

The food on the table was still hot, and Pei Qingsheng didn't move much. Most of the dishes were complete.

Mrs. Lin invited her to eat and took away the dishes that Pei Qing had touched.

Lu Jingchi, on the other hand, rolled up his sleeves and went upstairs.

After dinner, Jiang Lan watched TV on the sofa. Pei Qingsheng sat next to her and watched with her.

Jiang Lan turned to look at him from time to time. He propped his head and stared at the TV intently, but his eyes were not focused, and he was obviously wandering.

Jiang Lan actually wanted to ask him where their home was and where her parents were?

She really wants to go home.

Perhaps because her gaze was too direct, Pei Qingsheng suddenly turned his eyes and looked towards her. He smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Jiang Lan pursed her lips, remained silent for a moment, and gestured: Where is our home?

Pei Qingsheng's eyes fell on her fingers. When she finished the gesture, the smile on his lips gradually faded.

"Our home?" He spoke slowly, his tone a little more meaningful, making it difficult to tell whether he was talking to Jiang Lan or to himself.

But Jiang Lan still nodded and looked at him expectantly, hoping to get the answer from his mouth.
Chapter completed!