Zhuang Ya felt a little confused in her head, but there was a voice that kept telling her to eat more, eat more, eat faster.

Zhuang Ya seemed to have a little blank brain, and when she felt full of body signals, Zhuang Ya puffed out her cheeks and said, "Don't eat, don't ......"

As he spoke, he spit out.

"There's also soup, why don't you take two sips!" Ying Hanchu said as usual, but his words and eyes seemed to be a little different.

But others didn't pay much attention to it, but at this time, they might feel that the other party was eating and vomiting, and let them eat, a little bit of discussion, but they didn't speak.

After all, it's all about their own business, and no one wants to meddle with it.

Zhuang Ya leaned on the back of the chair, shook her head, and swung her hands, unconsciously touching her stomach, a little supported, and really felt like she was going to hold up.

Ying Hanchu persuaded a few words, and then he ate a few mouthfuls of soup dumplings, then went to check out, and then came back to pull Zhuang Ya to leave.

Zhuang Ya said, "Wait a minute, I'll rest, rest!"

She really felt sick to her stomach, but Ying Hanchu ignored it, continued, and then said, "Come here!"

Words have an unmistakable meaning.

But Zhuang Ya was uncomfortable at this time, her stomach was uncomfortable, and now she was pulling and walking, and she felt that the things in her stomach had just gone down and were about to come out.

Thinking about it, she didn't know how to eat before, how long has it been, but her refusal, Ying Hanchu continued to drag as if she hadn't seen it, and her hands were even harder.

Zhuang Ya waved her hand, "It hurts!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Ying Hanchu ignored Zhuang Ya's action of slapping the back of his hand and wanting to take out his own hand.

It's still my own way.

Then soon, before she walked for a few minutes, Zhuang Ya suddenly felt uncomfortable, and pulled her hand hard, but she couldn't pull it out several times, so she vomited a lot in the next second.

I couldn't quench it to prevent vomiting on Ying Hanchu's hands.

Ying Hanchu let go of his hand at this time, a little disgusted, "Is there any paper?"

Zhuang Ya hurriedly waved her hand, and was already vomiting on the side, she didn't even have the strength to stand, and vomited a lot, including pickled vegetables * meat * shredded before she had time to digest it, as well as minced pork ribs, and lotus root.

Some vomit was all over the place, and next to it was disgust, and dodgy.

There is also Ying Hanchu.

Ying Hanchu disgusted a little vomit on the handle, and then wiped it on the hat of Zhuang Ya's school uniform jacket.

Looking at it and disgusted with rubbing, he folded the hat at random where the rub on the hat was, and there were one or two folds, it didn't look so obvious, sniffing, and smelling, he wanted to retch.

Rub* twice next to Zhuang Ya's coat.

Then he said, "I'll go and wash my hands, don't run around!"

Ying Hanchu, who came back from washing his hands, saw that Zhuang Ya was a little powerless squatting in that place, so he was a little speechless, gasped, and went to the side to buy a bottle of water.

handed it to Zhuang Ya, but Ying Hanchu didn't look at Zhuang Ya, just handed it sideways.

Zhuang Ya was about to drink, but found that the lid was not opened, so she spit twice and opened the lid.

Then Zhuang Ya rinsed her mouth a few times, sat next to her, and then didn't look like she wanted to get up.

"Look at you, you can get it everywhere! Others see it...... What are you doing sitting here now, what do you look like, you don't have any image at all!" Ying Hanchu said, and unconsciously smelled the right hand just now, feeling so tasteful.

So I went to the side and washed my hands with water, but it still smelled, and finally I poured it all out.

Smell it again, it seems to be better.

He muttered to himself, "I just washed (the faucet), didn't I wash it, it's still psychological!Anyway, it should be clean now!" and then he still somewhat disgusted his right hand.

Inadvertently sniffed again, it seems to be better, it should be fine, go home and wash the hand sanitizer a few more times, it should be okay.

Ying Hanchu, who came back, found that Zhuang Ya was still there, there were no steps, and in the aisle next to a restaurant, Ying Hanchu said disdainfully, "Why are you still here, don't you understand?"

Zhuang Ya didn't speak, and vomited a little more comfortable in the stomach, but the vomit was uncomfortable, and if you want to rest, you need to take it slowly.

Zhuang Ya stretched out her hand, as if she was going to hold something.

Ying Hanchu didn't know, "What are you doing?"

Zhuang Ya's raised hand continued to move a few more times, still holding the same motion.

Ying Hanchu seems to understand something!

"You...... You won't, do you still want to drink water? Didn't you give it to you just now?" Ying Hanchu ignored it.

But seeing that Zhuang Ya's face was not good, she was a little weak and said, "I still want to ...... Uncomfortable"

"Trouble!" Ying Han Chu pestle, reluctantly, then said, "Really, I worship (give) you! I still want to drink without saying anything...... Why is it so troublesome!"

Ying Hanchu walked as he spoke, and then bought a bottle of water, so he simply bought another bottle, so as not to be enough.

Then handed it to Zhuang Ya, Zhuang Ya only took a bottle, still opened it, and then drank it.

Then return it to Ying Hanchu, who ignored it.

Then Ying Han first saw that the bottle of water was still in his hand.

Ying Hanchu handed another bottle.

Zhuang Ya didn't want to hold the water bottle, she took it if she needed it, she didn't want any weight now, but Ying Hanchu didn't want it either.

Ying Hanchu said, "What you said you wanted, give it to you, two bottles, take it yourself!"

Ying Hanchu looked disgusted and didn't want to pay attention to it, so he simply "kicked" another bottle of water and put it on the ground.

Zhuang Ya was a little displeased, but she hadn't had a seizure yet.

Ying Hanchu turned around and left directly.

Zhuang Ya didn't know why, but her body was not so uncomfortable at the moment, but her heart was uncomfortable.

But it doesn't seem to be anything, but it's just sad.

Ying Hanchu walked a few meters away, only to find that Zhuang Ya did not follow.

Some displeasure.

simply walked a few meters faster, but then stopped, looked back at Zhuang Ya and did not react, so repeatedly, when he reached a distance of about fifty meters from Zhuang Ya, Ying Hanchu was a little angry.

Turning around, Zhuang Ya hurried over, and said angrily, "What's the matter, what are you doing today, you know yourself, you look at you, you vomit scary, and you still this and that, why are you here today, it's not clear! You said that you have a weak heart, eat so much, usually let you eat more, afraid of fat, but today you ...... Look at your ......"

Just turned his head and pointed at the vomit again, and inadvertently felt that something was wrong, Ying Hanchu looked at it a few times, but just covered his nose and looked at it with his feet.

After looking at it for a few seconds, he was sure that there was something else besides the food he had just ordered tonight, and Ying Hanchu's face became more and more difficult to look at.

He puffed up his anger and came over to drag Zhuang Ya and let her look at herself, "Look at you, look at you!"

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" Zhuang Ya, who was originally a little crying, is now more angry, because this wrist was dragged in the same place today and hurt twice, both of them were red, and it was obviously hot and painful, as if there was already a broken skin.

"Look at the good things you have done, what are you doing behind my back, why are you here, don't make it clear that you are today, don't want to get by! You say you, your appearance is average, and you are not responsible, I can like you, it is your blessing, don't know what to do!"

"I know what's wrong!" Zhuang Ya felt indescribably sad now, pointing to herself and asking.

"Hmph, you look like yourself, don't you know? You should reflect on yourself, don't stay with me if you don't explain clearly!" Ying Hanchu said, and with a force of his hand, Zhuang Ya almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he hurriedly got up, but his arm broke the skin.

At this time, a spectator asked, when they quarreled like this, someone had already looked over, and naturally there was also a discussion.

At this time, an aunt said, "Young people, little girls are ......"

"It's okay, our own business!" Ying Hanchu refused.

The aunt looked at Zhuang Ya and said, "Who is he, how are you ......?"

"It's okay like our own business!" Zhuang Ya said lightly, the man didn't say much, just a few words, to be nice to the girl, and to be kind, everything had to be communicated, nothing could not be communicated.

Then look at the two of them, they look like rotten wood that cannot be carved, swing their heads and leave.

After the aunt left.

I don't know where Zhuang Ya got the courage, Ying Hanchu's disgust echoed in his ears, "But that's it, whatever you want, I'm not happy yet!"

As he spoke, he turned around and ran and cried, like a tearful man.

But Ying Hanchu was very puzzled, looking at the vomit in front of him, and then at the back of her leaving, a little muna, because he didn't think Zhuang Ya would be like this......

He hesitated and stood stunned.

And Zhuang Ya ran, ran for a few minutes, looked back at no one, squatted down and cried, the more she cried, the more sad she became.

Shouting, "I'm not pretty, what's if I'm not pretty, what, what, don't I deserve love, don't I deserve it?"

She shouted to herself, and passers-by looked sideways, and even uncles came over and said, or said, "Others don't love you, but they love you!" and pulled Zhuang Ya's hand.

Zhuang Ya yelled, "Get out, get out, get out!"

Others scolded "Neurotic, left!"

Zhuang Ya smiled bitterly, feeling that she really had become of life, for a man.

Wipe away your tears, squat in a corner in a daze, looking at the ground, but tears fall from time to time, and the rows of ants in front of you move from time to time, as if they are hurriedly carrying food, and they are busy in groups.

I don't know why, Zhuang Ya took the end of the branch of one or two or three centimeters of the small branch next to him, and teased one or two of the ants at the end.

When the ant climbed the branch, shook it off, watched the ant quickly escape, and then went to tease the ant.

It's careful, and it's boring.

After playing for a few minutes, I blinked my eyes and looked at the other ants, and saw that the ants didn't know where to run, and teased the other two ants, so that they could flee and not know the direction.

After laughing, I felt bored again, and even cried again.

Like a person, it seems that you can start crying and laughing anytime and anywhere.

Zhuang Ya knew that she was not beautiful, and she always knew it, but what could that mean.

"You yourself can't be pretty, why, dislike me, why!" Thinking of this, I don't know why, Zhuang Ya softened again.

"It doesn't seem to be anything, if it's really over, then ...... yourself"

"It doesn't seem like it's started yet, what's the end?"

"How to choose what to prepare, it seems that there is no chance! Dad, Mom said the stone number, but what is the use of good, I don't like it, it's like a wood!"

"But what about Han Chu?" Zhuang Ya thought casually.

It's just that in the past, it was a sweet point imagination, but today, when such a thing happened, looking at his disgust, as well as the eyes, and the words, and the hand he was holding, Zhuang Ya hesitated a little.

I even thought "will it be a tiger, one day...... What day...... If he finds out that he likes someone else, or if he thinks he likes someone else, he will beat me or scold me!"

Thinking about it, it feels unimaginably terrible.

I shook my head and didn't let myself think, but the imagination in my mind enriched the memory, the scene, the possible words, and the gesture of pulling hands.

Seeing that his left arm was pinched so much, it hurt so much, he gently pulled open his sleeve, and it hurt when he touched it slightly.

Looking at her hand bowl like this, her inexplicable tears dripped down.

She couldn't tell if it was because she felt sorry for her injury, or because it was Ying Hanchu's words, or something else, his attitude towards herself was contrasting?

Zhuang Ya couldn't say clearly, but she just felt that she was so hard, so hard.

The stomach is not so uncomfortable, but the heart is so uncomfortable.

In a daze, I don't know how to thunder.

"What the hell, even you bully me!"

"No, it's going to rain, right?"

Then I watched the ants move faster.

Zhuang Ya felt so aggrieved.

"Oh my God, don't rain, don't, I haven't brought an umbrella yet, I haven't ...... yet."

I was not in a hurry to say a few words, but the sky was already cloudy, and then thunder and rain, all in one go.

Zhuang Ya was speechless, so she could only retreat further, simply run up the steps of a shopping mall, and then stand near the door of the supermarket.

Squatted down and sighed inexplicably.

"I'm here, do you know, I'm here!"

"Where are you, where are you?"

......

Zhuang Ya didn't know how long she was talking, and suddenly heard a voice, a familiar voice.

She listened carefully, it was Ying Hanchu, it was him, it was him!

Zhuang Ya couldn't hold back her joy, as if those grievances were gone!

I heard the voice getting closer, and then, a voice looking around, and the way it shouted.

Zhuang Ya knew that it was him, it was him, and it was indeed him.

"I'm here, here!" Zhuang Ya shouted!

They shouted a few times, and in the rain, he looked over and looked at Zhuang Ya fixedly.

Then walked up quickly, Zhuang Ya also tried to lengthen her father's hat to cover the cold, which was naturally useless.

"Why are you here?" Ying Hanchu waved the rain on his body, patting a little rain on his body.

Still a little unhappy.

"How do you ...... Why are you here!?" Zhuang Ya said a little embarrassed, and began to help block the rain with both hands, until she felt that Ying Hanchu had no contact with the rain, and it was completely on the stone and dirt road next to the supermarket, which was decorated, and there was a certain area to shelter from the rain, so Zhuang Ya put her mind at ease.

I immediately put it down by freezing, and I realized the pain in my left hand.

Ying Hanchu didn't know yet, and replied, "Why did you come here, so that I can find it easily!?"

"I didn't let you look for it, don't put the blame on me!" Zhuang Ya was immediately displeased.

"What's wrong with you? Forget to take the medicine for a while?" Ying Hanchu was displeased.

But as Zhuang Ya realized the pain just now, those memories came to her heart, and she was naturally overwhelmed by the joy of seeing Ying Hanchu for a while, and she still felt unhappy.

Zhuang Yayang raised his hand, endured the pain and exposed those scars, Luo *exposed* the wounds, and pulled down his sleeves.

The wrist was next to Ying Hanchu's neck, and he stood like that.

Ying Hanchu didn't notice what he meant, and was a little displeased, "What's the trouble?"