Chapter 62 Different from imagination

Sang Yijia hummed and looked at her doubtfully, "Otherwise?"

"But this tastes terrible." Yan Ningsi's face wrinkled up, "I saw your Weibo hot search before, and I happened to be in the supermarket again, so I bought it."

"I took a bite when I got home!" Yan Ningsi's eyebrows knitted together tightly, and her index finger also stood up, "Just one bite!"

"I just spit it out."

Sang Yijia was silent for a moment and recalled that when she was in the orphanage, the dean's mother bought some green hawthorns. The children in the orphanage liked them because they had fruits.

At that time, Sang Yijia was the first one to eat green hawthorn. At that time, she also frowned and couldn't believe how the dean's mother could eat it.

Later, Sang Yijia understood that this was the bitterness and difficulty of swallowing life. As long as you swallowed it, nothing was impossible.

After graduating from college, when Sang Yijia was having a hard time, she couldn't help but buy some green hawthorns to take home and eat them one bite at a time, so that she could regain her previous vitality the next day.

Yan Ningsi was still thinking about how Sang Yi could eat it, and then looked at Sang Yijia's expression, which was normal. She seemed to not feel the sourness of the green hawthorn. After a sigh, Yan Ningsi frowned and asked, "Jia

Jia, do you have no sense of taste?"

【????】

【What kind of magical development is this?】

The audience in the live broadcast room were stunned. They never expected that Yan Ningsi would think of such a reason.

Sang Yijia shook his head gently, and just in time to pack his luggage, he closed the suitcase, lifted it up and put it at his feet. When he saw the remaining green hawthorn, he picked it up and put it on top of the suitcase.

"No, I have a pretty good sense of taste."

It's just that I prefer the sourness and astringency of hawthorn.

Only in this way can she be reminded all the time how she got out of the orphanage and how she got here.

Sang Yijia curled her lips and smiled, "I've packed it up."

"Okay." Yan Ningsi glanced at Sang Yijia unwillingly, and couldn't help but ask, "Jiajia, you really didn't lie to me?"

Sang Yijia couldn't laugh or cry, "Why did I lie to you?"

"Yes." Yan Ningsi hummed, nodded, holding her chin in her hand and thinking for a while, almost forgetting why she came to Sang Yijia.

"By the way, Jiajia."

"Hmm?" Sang Yijia carried her suitcase and walked downstairs easily, turning to look at Yan Ningsi who was still on the second floor, "Is there anything else?"

"Um..." Yan Ningsi forgot, "It's nothing."

Sang Yijia continued to go downstairs without doubting his presence.

By chance, Lu Wenchuan came out of the room, and their eyes met.

Sang Yijia thought of something, "Green hawthorn is delicious, thank you."

"You're welcome." Lu Wenchuan didn't expect to say this when they met so early in the morning. He was stunned for a while and said, "As long as you like it."

"Yes, I like it very much." Sang Yijia replied.

Yan Ningsi, who was behind, touched the tip of her nose and felt that she was unnecessary, so she quietly went downstairs to leave quietly.

However, there are always people who can't see the atmosphere. As soon as Bian He walked in and saw her, he said hello, "Didn't you say you can't lift the suitcase?"

"I'm here to help you."

On the first day she arrived, Yan Ningsi said weakly that the suitcase was very heavy, but now she didn't even lift it?

Bian He felt strange, so he came in to ask, and he happened to see her and said it casually.

Yan Ningsi: "..."

After seeing Sang Yijia carrying her suitcase downstairs with ease, Yan Ningsi suddenly realized that the suitcase was not very heavy at all.

"No, I can do it. I don't need your help." Yan Ningsi replied with a stern expression.

Bian He looked at it strangely, then saw Sang Yijia coming down with the suitcase, and saw Lu Wenchuan coming out, "Just in time, you two are here."

"Put your luggage outside. We can set off after breakfast later."

"Yeah." Lu Wenchuan responded and came down, then went to look at Sang Yijia's suitcase, "I'll do it."

"No, I can." Sang Yijia shook her head and refused, "It's just a few steps away."

"Let's just go together." Sang Yijia said, taking the first step, followed by Lu Wenchuan.

Yan Ningsi and Bian He were once again left in the huge living room.

"You really don't need my help?" Bian He asked tentatively.

Yan Ningsi's eyes widened and she replied firmly, "No need!" Then she ran upstairs angrily, forgetting to ask Sang Yijia if her family doctor would still follow her.

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After breakfast, Sang Yijia and Lu Wenchuan set off in the same car. They were both sitting in the back seat. The cameraman was adjusting the shooting angle in the passenger seat.

Sang Yijia stared at it boredly for a while and saw that the green hawthorns he had brought were hanging on the back of the chair. After blinking, he reached out and took one out of the bag and took a small bite.

The sour taste instantly filled the entire mouth, and Sang Yijia couldn't help but squint her eyes.

Lu Wenchuan noticed it. He looked at the small green hawthorn and his eyes tightened slightly. He really couldn't understand why she liked this kind of green hawthorn that looked like a fruit but was not completely a fruit.

"You..." Lu Wenchuan asked her with a frown, "When did you like me?"

"Is this one?" Sang Yijia looked down at the fruit in his hand, hummed, and began to remember.

When the original owner was in high school, there was a poor student who was an honors student. At that time, she brought back a bag and distributed it to other classmates.

Some students had never seen this kind of fruit before, so they took a bite out of curiosity, spit it out on the spot, and even threw the fruit away.

Not only that, the man also scolded the poor top student.

The original owner happened to be her deskmate at the time, so he took a bite of a green hawthorn. The taste was really unacceptable, but after eating it, the original owner praised the taste.

After that, whenever the female classmate had green hawthorn at home, she would bring some to the original owner.

Over time, the original owner really fell in love with it.

Sang Yijia's memories were over, and when she looked at the green hawthorn in her hand, she had to sigh with emotion, there were so many similarities between her and the original owner.

No wonder the author at that time said that he would be careful to slip into the novel.

This is her in another world entirely.

But then she thought about it, and Sang Yijia felt something was wrong. If it was really her, Sang Yijia would not fight to the death for a man.

There are so many trees in the world, why do we have to hang ourselves from one tree?

Sang Yijia couldn't understand. She shook her head and answered Lu Wenchuan's question, "My high school classmates brought it to me."

"Every time she had this at home, she would bring some to me." To be honest, Sang Yijia felt that the original owner was really kind-hearted sometimes. Whether it was a classmate she met in high school or a taxi driver she met later, as long as she could

The original owner will find a way to help. She is not like most delicate girls at all. She thinks she is superior to others and is arrogant.

small theater:

After the marriage, Sangsang bought a lot of green hawthorns.

Lu Wenchuan saw it and asked his aunt to use all the hawthorns to make syrup.

After Sang Sang found out, Lu Wenchuan slept in the study for three days~~~

(I think it would be very interesting if drawn into a comic~~~Quack~~~~)

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