From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

"No, do you believe that the college entrance examination will be resumed sooner or later? If you want, I will teach you high school courses from tomorrow. When the college entrance examination is resumed, you can give it a try."

Qiao Xingchen gave her a serious look: "You want to go back to the city, right?"

Since the injury, he has become very keen. He can guess many things without Meng Liu opening his mouth.

Meng Liu hurriedly explained: "It's not that I want to go back to the city, but that I'm considering whether to take the college entrance examination when the time comes to resume. If so, I want you to come with me."

"Well, I understand, then you can teach me from tomorrow." Qiao Xingchen simply agreed.

Meng Liujiang looked at him suspiciously. Did he agree so easily? Don't even ask her why she is determined to resume the college entrance examination.

Qiao Xingchen kissed the top of her head: "Whatever you want to do, as long as you don't dislike it, I will accompany you."

After hearing his reply, Meng Liu happily wrote a letter to her family and asked her parents to mail her a set of high school textbooks.

When she received the reply, the school had already gone on winter vacation, and the Chinese New Year was less than a month away. She had already agreed with Qiao Xingchen that she would go back to Shanghai. Along with the letter came not only a set of high school textbooks, but also two News that my brother is getting married.

Meng Liu pestered Grandma Qiao to help her make a windbreaker suitable for girls. I packed up some local specialties from Qinghe Village and got on the train home.

She was now two months pregnant, and everyone in the family knew about it. Grandma Qiao was a little opposed to her traveling long distances home while pregnant, but Qiao Xingchen stopped her.

He already felt guilty that he couldn't go back with her because of his health. If he stopped her from seeing her parents, Qiao Xingchen couldn't do such a thing.

Meng Liu carried a big bag and got on the train to Shanghai.

Qinghe Village is a bit far from Shanghai City. She first went to the county and then to the city before taking the train.

The whole journey took 27 hours. Meng Liu bought a sleeper berth. He originally wanted to buy a soft sleeper, but in this era, soft sleepers were not sold publicly and there was no way to buy one.

As soon as I got on the train, I met an acquaintance.

"Teacher Yue, are you going to the Shanghai Stock Exchange too?"

"Correct."

Yue Heng stood up and put Meng Liu's luggage on the shelf with a little force on his arms.

Throughout the semester, she had very little communication with Yue Heng. Apart from work matters, she basically didn't talk about anything else. Huang Qian couldn't bear to have a crush on him, so Meng Liu knew Yue Heng's situation clearly.

He is also an educated youth, and I heard he is also from Shanghai.

It is said that his family background was extremely poor. He was originally going to be sent to the northwest, but his grandfather had some connections, so he ended up going to the countryside to work as an educated youth. It was through his family connections that he got his job as a teacher.

God, is this fate? There are so many buses going to Shanghai, but they just met each other. What's even more amazing is that they both bought lower berths.

Meng Liu made up her mind to live by Qiao Xingchen in this world. Isn't this a test of her willpower?

"Your...husband won't go back to Shanghai with you?" Yue Heng hesitated and raised the topic.

Meng Liu: "No, I will definitely take him back next year."

The topic ended here, and Meng Liu took off her shoes and went to bed and covered herself with a quilt to sleep. She knew very well that she was not a woman who could withstand temptation, so in order to avoid doing something wrong, she tried to avoid all risks.

She slept until dark and the lights in the carriage were turned off. Meng Liu felt her stomach and felt a little hungry. She took out her small bag, which contained the steamed buns and a can of soy sauce meat that Qiao Xingchen had prepared for her.

He took the water glass from his bag, sat up and put on his shoes.

"Are you going to get water?"

Yue Heng's voice suddenly sounded.

"hold head high."

"I go with you."

He moved quickly, and before Meng Liu could refuse, Yue Heng had already put on his shoes and stood up.

Meng Liu hesitated and said, "No need to trouble you, I know how to get there."

"Let's go."

Yue Heng turned a deaf ear and turned around to lead the way.

Meng Liu went to the toilet, filled another bottle of hot water, and then followed him back.

This time Yue Heng did not lie down directly, but sat face to face with her on two beds.

Meng Liu held the steamed bun in his hand. He didn't want to eat it, but he didn't want to eat it. In the end, he still didn't have the nerve to eat it.

Hand him one and ask, "Do you want to eat it?"

"Thank you."

The two of them ate in silence. Meng Liu thought for a moment and said, "Is it delicious? My husband makes it. He makes a lot of delicious food for me every day..."

Yue Heng glanced at her meaningfully and chuckled: "You don't have to point at me. I know you have a husband and I know you are married."

Meng Liu smiled bitterly and said no more.

If you hadn't done something misleading, I wouldn't have reminded you more.

Yue Heng seemed to know what she was thinking and explained: "There are all kinds of people on the train, and it's the middle of the night. It's not safe for a girl like you to go there."

"Well, thank you."

After eating, Meng Liu had nothing to say and got into the quilt again to sleep.

She had no other communication with Yue Heng for the next day. They were each busy with their own affairs. He spent most of the time holding a book and reading. Whenever Meng Liu had to go to the toilet or get water, he would stand up silently. Go with her.

After rejecting her twice but without any effect, Meng Liu said nothing. She knew that nothing would work for what this person believed.

"Yue Heng, where are you from in Shanghai?"

"Where are you over at Yangpu?"

"It's not very far from my home, which is in Pudong."

"How many days are you planning to stay for the Chinese New Year this time?"

"Five days, I'll go back after attending my brother's wedding."

The two looked at the scenery outside the car window and chatted.

"What happened to your husband's leg?"

Meng Liu looked sideways at him, Yue Heng's eyes were open and there was no hint of discrimination at all.

"It's because I got hurt."

Meng Liu told the story of Qiao Xingchen's injury, but Yue Heng didn't speak for a long time.

"Don't look at his bad legs now. In fact, he is no different from a normal person. When we are together, he does all the work at home. Even my job is given to me by him. As long as I am with him, I You don’t need to worry about anything, he will do the clothes, washing and cooking..."

Mengliu Balabala praised Qiao Xingchen so much that everything was in the sky and on the earth.

Yue Heng: "You two have such a good relationship."

"Yes." Meng Liu caressed his abdomen, "After the Chinese New Year, we will build a new house in Qinghe Village and welcome our little baby together."

"Are you pregnant?" He was a little surprised.

"Correct."

Yue Heng pursed his lips: "Congratulations."

Then he leaned on the bedside and picked up the book and continued reading, but he didn't turn a page for a long time.

He thought, people are really different.

When he first met Meng Liu, Yue Heng admitted that he was attracted by her appearance, and then saw the scene where she secretly threw away the food.