Han Meiya smiled bitterly, "Yes, you are right, I understand the truth, but I just can't do it."
She put down the half-eaten toast, took out a paper towel to wipe her hands and mouth, and said: "I also want to have a good relationship with Zhixun. He is really good to me. But there is always a barrier in my heart. Doing this to him
I can’t confess. I’m really sorry for him.”
Song Huaiqian asked: "When he comes to Ningcheng this time, do you want to have a good talk with him? If you want to continue dating him, then forget the past and live in the past, which will be very painful."
"Yes, you are right. I should have a good talk with him. My heart can't go on suffering like this anymore. Whether we break up or get together, I have to explain to him. Otherwise, I will keep hiding like this."
It’s not a problem.”
Song Huaiqian comforted her and said, "It's okay. I think you and Lin Zhixun won't have any big problems."
"I hope so." Han Meiya took a long breath and looked ahead blankly.
Suddenly, someone tapped her on the shoulder. She slowly turned her head and saw a big brown pony face right in front of her, shaking her head.
"Ah!" Han Meiya was so frightened that she yelled and subconsciously turned around and threw herself into Song Huaiqian's arms.
Her heart was beating with fright. She hugged his waist tightly and shouted in his arms: "Go away!"
Song Huaiqian hugged her and shouted angrily at the horse's face: "Stop making trouble! Get it quickly!"
Xu Zhehan struggled to remove the horse's face and laughed happily, "Dr. Han, seeing how powerful you are usually, you are actually scared."
Han Meiya got up from Song Huaiqian's arms, picked up something and threw it at him, and yelled angrily: "Are you sick?"
Song Huaiqian stood up and said to Xu Zhehan: "There's a limit to joking. It's so scary for you, Dahei Tian, to be carrying this thing. There's Sun Boy over there, you're going to scare the kids again."
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault." Xu Zhehan came over and apologized to Han Meiya: "Dr. Han, I'm sorry. I'll make you some skewers to make amends."
"Go away! Disappear in front of my eyes!" Han Meiya put her head on both hands and cursed angrily.
She was in a daze just now and was in a sad mood. She was so frightened by such a sudden shock.
Song Huaiqian frowned and winked at Xu Zhehan, asking him to go aside, and asked her with concern: "Are you okay?"
He gave her a glass of warm water and said, "Drink some water first to calm down the shock."
Han Meiya held the water glass with both hands, shook her head and said, "It's okay."
When Qi Qi and the others saw it over there, they all came over and asked with concern.
"I'll go upstairs and lie down for a while. You can eat slowly." Han Meiya put down the water glass, stood up and walked away slowly.
Song Huaiqian quickly stood up and followed, saying, "I'll go back with you."
Su Jinqi watched the two people walking away and said a little worriedly: "Xiao Ai, why do I feel that Meiya has something on her mind?"
"I can see it too. Lawyer Song went up with her. What's going on?" Yu Xiaoai asked confused.
"I don't know either."
The two returned to the living room, and Han Meiya said to him, "I'm fine. You can go out and continue eating with them."
"Xu Zhehan is ignorant and stupid. Don't be angry with him."
"I don't." Han Meiya put her hand faintly on her stomach and said softly, "I know what kind of virtue he has."
"What's wrong with you? Feeling sick to your stomach?" Song Huaiqian noticed her strangeness carefully.
"My stomach hurts a little. It's okay. I'll eat something and I'll be fine soon."
Song Huaiqian said distressed and helplessly: "Why are you waiting a while? I'm going to cook you a bowl of noodles now, and you can eat it right away. A stomachache means you must be hungry."
"Don't bother, I can't eat now."
"I'll keep the noodles I cooked for you to enjoy." Song Huaiqian smiled confidently and went to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Aunt Hui and Xianxian were preparing the daily ingredients. Seeing Song Huaiqian come in, they hurriedly asked: "Mr. Song, what do you need?"
"Aunt Hui, you guys are busy, I'll make a bowl of noodles." Song Huaiqian walked to the operating table, looked around, and asked, "Are there any noodles?"
Seeing that he had come prepared, Aunt Hui knew it, so she found noodles for him without saying anything more.
Song Huaiqian cooked noodles skillfully, and he looked like an expert at first glance. After more than ten minutes, a steaming bowl of noodles came out of the pot.
He carefully brought it back to the living room, "Here are the noodles!"
Han Meiya sat up from the sofa and saw that the egg and persimmon noodles he had cooked looked average and she really had no appetite at all.
After Song Huaiqian put down the noodles, he went back to the kitchen and brought back a small bowl. He sat next to her and muttered: "The noodles are hot. I'll get some for you and eat slowly."
As he spoke, he picked out the noodles, picked them up and down with chopsticks, blew on them, and then handed them to her.
Han Meiya was so enthusiastic that she had no choice but to take the bowl. She took a sip of the soup first and felt that the taste was okay, neither salty nor bland nor amazing.
"Eat quickly." Song Huaiqian urged her softly.
After Han Meiya took a bite, she asked, "Can you cook noodles?"
"I live by myself. Of course I know how to cook noodles." Song Huaiqian's eyes flashed with anticipation and asked: "How does it taste?"
Han Meiya glanced at him, considered for a moment, and said: "Judging from your status, it is not easy to cook noodles. If you look at it this way, the taste is pretty good. If you talk about the normal taste, it is just average.
Yes, it tastes far worse than the beef noodles made by Qiqi."
"The taste is very ordinary?" Song Huaiqian had some self-doubt, "I cooked it myself and cooked it for my colleagues. They all said it was delicious."
Han Meiya smiled and said, "But I still want to thank you for cooking me noodles."
"It tastes just average, so you should eat it all. It will warm your stomach and it won't hurt."
"I am a doctor and I know my own body well."
"Don't be so stubborn. You know it will cause stomach ache." Song Huaiqian complained, and then said: "You, I think you are under too much psychological pressure. If you have something to do in the future, just tell me and tell me."
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"Okay, are you going to let me eat noodles with peace of mind?"
"I have one more thing to say, please let me say it."
"Okay, you go ahead."
Song Huaiqian said to her solemnly: "From now on, you should drink as little as possible, work in moderation, and for your own sake, take care of your body."
Han Meiya was shocked. It was really heartwarming to be cared about by her friends.
"Okay, I'll try my best."
Perhaps, when people are drunk, frustrated, or uncomfortable, their hearts are fragile, and their defenses are the most lax. At this time, she did not ask him why he cared so much about her, but ate the hot food.
The noodles are delicious and my heart feels warm.
Song Huaiqian couldn't help but feel happy when he saw her eating noodles obediently and not reacting against him for saying something that was too "out of bounds". She could regard herself as a tree hole and a way to get closer to her, which was a small step forward.