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Chapter 1791 Still Missing Him
During the meal, Fang Jiamei kept thinking about things, and she didn't talk as much as before, but she seemed a little uncomfortable.

Mo Yiheng looked up at her, his eyes darkened slightly, "Still thinking about him?"

Fang Jiamei recovered and looked at him, "Huh?"

"That Zi Cong, what do you like about him?" Mo Yiheng asked with some taste.

Let her fall in love at the age of 17, it seems that this man is not a good thing.

Seeing his tense face, Fang Jiamei couldn't help but bend her lips, but quickly recovered, put down her chopsticks and thought about it seriously, "He is very talented, he can take care of me, and he can accompany me."

So, like it.

Mo Yiheng frowned when he heard her serious words, and looked at her speechless, "Do you know what you said, can any other man do it?"

What kind of person likes this?
Fang Jiamei rested her chin in both hands, with a trace of melancholy on her face, "Yes, but at that time only Zi Cong appeared, so it is called fate."

Mo Yiheng's eyes sank slightly, he put down his chopsticks and leaned against the back of the chair, "What about me?"

What is he?
Fang Jiamei saw that his complexion was already very bad, she lowered her eyes and smiled, "Actually... I don't know what I like about Zicong. When he is here, my life may be more fulfilling. When he is gone, it seems that I don't have any. What a change, if it weren't for me, he probably wouldn't have died..."

She is very regretful and guilty, because of her, Zicong left this world.

Mo Yiheng raised his eyebrows, his face turned cloudy, "Actually, your liking for him is just relying on him."

He could feel that Fang Jiamei felt a little more guilty about that Zi Cong.

That's why I fell in love with him when I lost my memory, didn't I?
If you really love him, how could you forget him.

Fang Jiamei didn't speak, she lowered her eyes and thought about something.

She rarely thinks about things.

Live freely without any constraints.

Mo Yiheng cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks. She has been visiting her aunt for the past few days, so it is inconvenient to touch the cold water.

Seeing her lying on the sofa in a daze, Mo Yiheng walked over, picked her up and sat on his lap, and hugged her to sit on the sofa, "What are you thinking?"

Fang Jiamei leaned on his shoulders, such an intimate behavior between them has been done very naturally.

Playing with her nails, Fang Jiamei sighed softly, "Did I tell you about my mother?"

Mo Yiheng nodded: "A little bit."

Fang Jiamei bent her lips and said softly: "My mother is very beautiful, you know? She was only 17 years old when she met my father, and my father is already in his 40s, 17 years old... In our small In the countryside, the kind where people would throw eggs at you when you go out.”

There is nothing wrong with puppy love, but puppy love is still so big with a person who has a big age difference, and even has a big belly, so he will definitely be gossiped by others.

Mo Yiheng listened to her quietly, took the blanket beside her and covered her body.

"My father lied to my mother, saying that he would come back to pick her up after he got home and explain to her, but after my father left, my mother found out that she was pregnant." Fang Jiamei rubbed his shoulders, her eyes were a little sore, "My grandfather felt that my mother had corrupted the family tradition, so he kicked my mother out regardless of my grandmother's objections. She dropped out of school and worked alone to earn money and gave birth to me."

"But not long after I was born, my grandma passed away. Everyone thought my birth killed my grandma. They didn't like me and my mother very much." Fang Jiamei couldn't help but shed tears and buried her in his I don't want him to see it in my arms.

(End of this chapter)