In a mountain forest on the outskirts of Chengbei, Tang Mi wore a goose-yellow floral skirt and a bright green turban on his head, riding a bicycle painted pink, and pedaling the bicycle fast on the forest path against the wind.

It's almost summer, and the weather forecast is already more than 30 degrees in the morning, but the forest is very cool.

Tang Mi also sweated a little on his snow-white neck because of a lot of physical effort, but it was blown by the wind in the forest and dried up quickly.

Her long black and shiny hair was blown high by the wind, and the smile on her face never stopped, and she was actually a little tired physically, but she was very happy in her heart, and the tiredness was bearable.

Five or six meters behind her, there was a teenager riding a sky-blue bicycle, wearing a white shirt and black jeans, dark blue basketball shoes on his feet, short hair, and a very handsome appearance.

His eyes kept looking at Tang Mi in front of him, for fear that she would make a mistake, and he also looked like he was ready at any time, in case she had a sign of falling, he would immediately kick and rush to her side to protect her - no matter how bad it was, he could also be a meat pad when she fell.

"In the early hours of the morning, why are you riding so slowly?"

Tang Mi turned his head and looked at him with a smile, as if he was deliberately provoking him with words.

But he didn't fall for her at all in the morning, he still followed her unhurriedly, smiled slightly and said, "It's you who ride too fast, but you still have to be careful to watch the road." ”

After getting along with each other these days, Ling Chen finally stopped calling her "Miss Tang" one by one, but he didn't dare to call her by her name, and said "you" directly every time.

Tang Mi paid attention and found that even if he mentioned her in front of his sister Ling Mei in the early morning, he only used the word "she".

She thought it was strange, didn't she have a name in Ling Chen's eyes?

However, for the sake of coming over to accompany her as soon as she was free in the early morning, she didn't bother with her about these things.

Recently, Tang Mi has been very happy, not only because he will come to accompany her at least two days a week in the early morning, but also because Zhang Hao, the bastard, heard that he accompanied his wife to a foreign vacation and has not come to see her recently.

Zhang Hao couldn't come, he was afraid that Tang Mi would be worried, so he called Tang Mi every once in a while to express his concern, and swore that he bought Tang Mi some new bags and shoes abroad, and brought them to Tang Mi when he returned to China.

Tang Mi pretended to be elated on the phone, grateful, but thought indifferently in his heart, you'd better never come back.

Sometimes, listening to Zhang Hao's greasy voice on the phone, as well as a few words that occasionally pop up, such as "Do you want me down there, baby", Tang Mi would uncontrollably flash some vicious thoughts in his mind.

Why didn't he just die abroad? Didn't he say that the country was not very peaceful? Why didn't a stray bullet just hit Zhang Hao? Or why didn't he just die in the plane he was flying in?

Tang Mi really hopes that Zhang Hao can die immediately, if Zhang Hao dies, no one will torture her, and she will be able to live happily.

These days are too happy, too comfortable.

When she and Ling Chen are together, she often has the illusion that she is really just an ordinary woman who was raised at home by her fiancé.

If she is really such a woman, then she will not get married, she will be with Ling Chen, and live this simple and happy little life forever.

She likes to sit in the sunlit living room and eat breakfast made in the early morning when she wakes up - he always makes it differently, sometimes Chinese and sometimes Western, but Ling Chen's hand is so clever that even if it is just an egg tart, he can bake it better than others.

Tang Mi thought to himself, in the early morning, this is done with thought, with effort, and without effort, it must be different.

She likes to take the shower with Ling Chen to water the flowers after breakfast, and listen to Ling Chen tell her about the names and habits of those flowers - Tang Mi never cared about these before, in her eyes, flowers only have the difference between good looking and not looking fragrant or not, but listening to Chen Chen, she feels that every flower has its story, and every flower is like a person.

If people are like flowers, she feels like sunflowers in the early morning.

As for what she herself looks like, she can't think of, perhaps, she looks like a poppy.

In addition to having breakfast together and watering the flowers, she also likes to ride bicycles with Ling Chen, go to the mountains to pick wild flowers together, prune the wild flowers together and insert them in various vases in the room, and also like to swing with Ling Chen, walk under the evening sky with Ling Chen, and use WeChat to say goodnight to Ling Chen before going to bed......

Everything she did with Ling Ling filled her heart with a little joy. To be precise, as long as he saw this person and this name came to mind, Tang Mi felt very, very happy.

How can there be such a good person in the world?

How can there be someone in the world who is so good to her?

Tang Mi sometimes simply suspects that he is dreaming.

But even if it's a dream, it's a dream.

Tang Mi thought about it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl.

At this time, Ling Chen's anxious voice came from behind him: "Be careful!"

Tang Mi was stunned, and subconsciously turned back to look at Ling Chen, but found that Ling Chen didn't know when he had rushed towards him.

He's so fast, like an arrow off the string. At that moment, Tang Mi understood that it was not that Ling Chen was riding too slowly to catch up with her, but deliberately let her ride in front of him.

Tang Mi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by her triumphant just now, but in the next second, her forehead suddenly hit a branch that stretched out-

"Ahh

"Bang-" The two bicycles collided together, lost the handlebars in the early morning, and stretched out his hand towards Tang Mi.

Tang Mi crashed into Ling Chen's arms, and the young man was sweating slightly, but he still exuded a fresh and good-smelling smell of grass and trees.

Smelling this familiar breath, Tang Mi didn't feel afraid, she closed her eyes with peace of mind, and even secretly put her hand on Ling Chen's waist-

The two fell to the ground together.

This path in the mountains and forests is also an asphalt road built at the expense of the government, and the ground is hard, and people can't die if they fall, but it's painful enough.

In order to prevent Tang Mi from being injured a little, Ling Chen restrained his body instinct, chose to land on his back and used his entire chest as Tang Mi's meat pad.

"Uh......" Ling Chen has tried very hard to endure it, but his back hurts too much, especially his waist seems to have been scratched by the gravel on the ground, and the pain makes his handsome face almost deformed.

He gasped cautiously, carefully trying to maintain his image, firstly, not to make a fool of himself in front of Tang Mi, and secondly, not to let Tang Mi worry, but there was no way for people to hurt, and he let out a moan uncontrollably.

Tang Mi was just immersed in the joy of lying in Ling Chen's arms, and immediately heard Ling Chen's cry of pain, her whole heart instantly pinched, and she reluctantly got up from the young man's warm and firm chest, and asked with a worried face: "Ling Chen, how are you?

As soon as the words came out, she felt that she had asked a nonsense - how could it not hurt if she fell down in such a daze, and there was still a person pressed on her body?

But Ling Chen adjusted his expression, his angular lips moved, but he pulled a comforting smile at her: "It doesn't hurt, I'm fine." ”

"You ......" Tang Mi wanted to say, you don't lie to me, are you stupid to me? Why are you so stupid! I fell and fell, and I deserved it, who told me not to ride a bicycle well, full of cranky thoughts? Why did you come over to be my meat pad? In the early morning, you are such a fool!

But she couldn't say a word when she looked at the warm smile on the young man's face with her belly full of words.

She became clumsy, as if saying nothing was enough to express her inner feelings, and she was funny and said that it was very redundant.

The wind of the mountains and forests blew quietly, her long hair brushed his cheeks, and she looked at his shining eyes that seemed to be full of sunshine, and thought to herself, if only I could kiss him now.

Kiss him, and everything that needs to be said and wanted can be expressed.

But...... She couldn't.

She couldn't kiss him. If she kisses him, everything will be over.

She was dreaming, but she hadn't forgotten who she was.

She Tang Mi is not the fiancée of a rich family at all, she is just a lowly second wife who was adopted.

And what about the wee hours of the morning?

Ling Chen is so young, so good-looking, so sunny, and he still has a great future.

If she kissed him, it would be like throwing garbage on a piece of clean snow.

That is to defile him and destroy him.

If she has a little conscience, she shouldn't do this if she misses the kindness she gave to her in the early morning.

Tang Mi took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and showed a smile towards Ling Chen: "It's okay." ”

After speaking, she took the lead in getting up and sitting on the ground beside her, and stretched out a hand to him: "Get up quickly." ”

In the early morning, he didn't move, he lay on the ground, his bright eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a little cold look, and asked her quietly: "That's not what you wanted to say just now, right?"

"Ahh

She deliberately pretended to be stupid, thinking that she could fool the past.

However, the early hours of the morning are not stupid at all.

Not only is he not stupid, but he is also unusually sensitive.

He could feel that Tang Mi's heart was moved just now, and she seemed to be about to say something, or what to do.

He was expecting, waiting, but in the end she didn't say anything, she didn't do anything.

He knew that this was right, after all, she was someone else's fiancée, and there was a huge disparity between her and him, and nothing should have happened in the first place.

But she really didn't say anything or do anything, and he felt disappointed.

So disappointed that she even wanted to force her to say what she just wanted to say and do what she just wanted to do.

He felt that he was very bad and inappropriate to do this, but ...... If he didn't do this, he felt aggrieved in his heart-

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