Firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. Life is such a unique food. It is tolerant of everything and mixed with flavors. It is precisely because some of us love and some are boring that we leave countless unforgettable memories and feel its ups and downs. However, for Han Jiahang now, everything is like ordinary boiled water. It is plain and light without any fluctuations. I stay alone in an environment, always with a woman who claims to be her mother. Apart from three meals and one sleep every day,

There is nothing else. Looking at the surrounding environment, except for a faint sense of familiarity, a picture of a foreign country would appear in his mind from time to time. He had looked for it and knew that it was somewhere in the capital of China. But he didn't know why he was so familiar with it. For a person who had never been to China, how could he feel that he had lived there and lived for a long time? And every time he would always have a back of a person in his sleep. Although he could not see the girl's face, he felt that the girl was from China.

I don't know if it was a sequelae of the car accident. Since he woke up, Han Jiahang fell in love with dreams. Dreams appeared almost every night. Familiar and strangers kept shaking, and two completely different girls were interspersed from time to time. In the hazy, the more I wanted to see clearly, the more blurred he became. Until finally, I woke up from a headache every time. Today's night was like this again. With a weak sweat, Han Jiahang frowned again and endured a faint headache. His eyes stared at the roof with confusion. Because just now, he finally saw clearly that he often appeared in him, but he was very sure that he had never seen the other person before. And why did the other person

He rushed towards him with a look of surprise, and he called him the name "Zhang Hang". Zhang Hang? Who is Zhang Hang? Is it me? But he clearly called Han Jiahang. But the girl's sincere eyes didn't want to be disguised at all. Moreover, when the girl shouted Zhang Hang and rushed towards him, why did her heart beat faster? Why did she feel a sense of sweetness? This... What's going on? Han Jiahang felt that he had entered a black hole in an instant, and he and his consciousness kept rotating and rotating. Everything in his brain was blurred except for "why". In the end, his eyes became more and more blurred until he fell asleep quietly...

In this way, I don’t know how long it took. A trace of fish belly appeared in the sky, and a cold rushes into the air. It’s dawn and a new day has come. The figure who fell asleep finally woke up slowly after a ray of sunlight shining in, ignoring the sticky dampness on his back. Han Jiahang finally sat up with his hands on his forehead. He lazily browsed his bedroom with the faint light. The last trace of confusion in his eyes was finally left in the door by him.

Wash and eat breakfast. Everything seems so normal and so unusual. While Lee Mi-yeon was eating breakfast, her eyes secretly looked at her son opposite her. Since her son had a car accident, she felt that Han Jiahang is a little different from the past. Although she couldn't say what was different, she clearly felt that Han Jiahang in front of her became more confident. If Han Jiahang was like a small boat that was drifting with the flow, then today he was a small boat, but he had his own direction. He was not drifting along the water.

Breakfast gradually came to an end in such an inexplicable atmosphere, as usual. Han Jiahang returned to the living room, and Lee Mi-yeon entered the kitchen to organize the tableware.

Feeling that his mother was approaching, Han Jiahang finally put down the book in his hand, then stared at the other party for a long time before finally speaking, "Mom, I want to stay in China for a while..."

Han Jiahang's persistence and Lee Mi-yeon was stunned. For a moment, the mother and son didn't speak, and just looked at each other like this. After a long time, Lee Mi-yeon looked at Han Jiahang in amazement and looked at her firmly. Qingming's pupils were as clear as transparent. The persistent and confident look made her want to cry for a while. How long hasn't seen Han Jiahang like this? Since he had a car accident, every time she thought of Han Jiahang's firm expression, her heart was almost broken.

"Oh, okay, I'll prepare now." Didn't ask why? Lee Mi-yeon agreed very readily because she hadn't been so happy for a long time.

"I...I just want to go by myself." Looking at his mother's joyful and panic-looking look, Han Jiahang suddenly felt a thrust in his heart.

"Uh..." All the movements were frozen, and even the touching joy in his eyes disappeared. Lee Mi-yeon was stunned for a moment, but in a flash he returned completely strongly. "No. If you want to go by yourself, it is absolutely impossible."

“….”

After a fierce conversation, the final result was that Lee Mi-yeon and Han Jiahang went to China together. It was not until Lee Mi-yeon felt that Han Jiahang could take good care of her that Lee Mi-yeon could decide to come back.

The matter of Han Jiahang going to China was finally finally settled after Lee Mi-yeon was busy for a few days. She passed through the clouds and half dreamed and half awake. When she woke up again, Han Jiahang had completely set foot on the land of China. Looking around at the scene that was flying by in the air, a sense of familiarity filled her heart.
Chapter completed!