He stood downstairs and wanted to walk quickly upstairs, but after he moved twice, he still stopped there and waited for the people upstairs to come down by themselves.

After Jiang Yue went upstairs to downstairs, she walked in front of me Jiang Chengda with a normal expression.

Jiang Chengda didn't let his emotions show too much on his face, but just said to Jiang Yue, "Good daughter, you didn't eat last night, got up so early today, are you hungry?"

Jiang Yue whispered, "Well, it's really a little, is there anything to eat?"

This is a good meaning, it seems that what Liu Ling said is really right.

He suppressed the joy in his heart and said with a smile, "Yes, Dad will go and prepare it, and I will cook noodles for you to eat."

Jiang Chengda is also a person who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers, when will he cook noodles?

The family is usually run by a nanny, or Jiang Yue's mother, Mrs. Jiang, who asks, "Do you know how to cook noodles?"

Jiang Chengda smiled and said, "Hey, isn't your mother gone, and I can't learn this thing of cooking noodles hard."

After Jiang Chengda finished speaking, he immediately said, "You go and sit on the chair and wait for a while, and I'll make noodles for you."

Jiang Yue was very skeptical that the things he cooked could be eaten, but when she heard that he was so excited, she didn't say anything and let him go.

Jiang Yue sat down at the table in the restaurant, and not long after she sat down, about twenty minutes or so, Jiang Chengda quickly brought a bowl of noodles to Jiang Yue.

It was a bowl of hot green onion noodles, clear water.

Jiang Yue stared at the bowl of hot noodles, not knowing if it was too hot or a little sour in her eyes, she actually felt a little hot in her eyes.

She whispered, "Isn't there an aunt?"

She saw that he had a wound on his hand, which was probably not very skillful when cutting green onions, and was cut.

Jiang Chengda didn't care at all, he just said, "You just eat it, I'm afraid it won't taste good."

Jiang Yue buried her head and ate a chopstick noodle.

Jiang Chengda asked, "How's it going?"

Jiang Yue said, "It's not bad."

It's really not bad, she's not comforting him.

When Jiang Chengda heard her words, he was instantly happy, and the tension on his face disappeared, and he said, "It's delicious."

After Jiang Yue took a bite of noodles, she said, "I'm going to go out later, I want to go to the cemetery to see my mother."

When Jiang Chengda heard her words, he immediately said, "Okay, you go, pay attention to safety on the road."

Jiang Yue snorted, didn't look at Jiang Chengda, and only continued to eat the bowl of noodles in front of her.

Jiang Chengda looked at her appearance and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

After Jiang Yue had breakfast at Jiang's house, she went out, and when she went out, Jiang Chengda told her to bring an umbrella when she went out, probably because she was afraid that it would rain in this weather.

He is now like an ordinary old father, full of concern and worry about his daughter.

Jiang Yue naturally felt warm, and after repeatedly telling him to go on the rental, she said to him, "I've brought it all, don't worry."

Jiang Yue waved at him, and then her car left from the gate of the Jiang family.

Jiang Yue's mother never appeared from her death to the funeral, and Zhang Liuling helped the Jiang family handle everything at the beginning, which means that until now, Jiang Yue has not been to her mother's grave.

Jiang Yue tried her best to keep a normal state of mind to get there, and after getting there, her mood was really quite calm, she stood in front of the tombstone, looking at the tombstone of her mother, Mrs. Jiang, and the posthumous photo on the tombstone.

Jiang Yue's face was very calm, and a light rain began to fall in the sky.

Jiang Yue looked at her mother's posthumous photo on the tombstone for a long time, and she whispered, "I'm sorry."

And after saying that sorry, she stood there and never said a word again.

The rain began to fall heavier and heavier, but Jiang Yue stood there but never moved.

At this time, the cemetery keeper walked towards her, and when he walked to her, he immediately said, "This young lady, it's raining, and when there will be heavy rain, you better hurry down the mountain."

Jiang Yue was already drenched in the rain, and when she heard the words of the cemetery guard, she didn't speak or move.

The old man said again, "Who is this?"

Jiang Yue replied to the old man, "It's my mother."

When the old man saw that she was still so young, he looked at the picture on the tombstone again, and he sighed and said, "You can't be resurrected from death, and your mother doesn't want you to stand here all the time, so it's better to go back earlier and come back next time."

Jiang Yue listened to the old man's words and replied in a low voice, "Well, okay."

Before the heavy rain came, Jiang Yue still left in front of the tombstone, but after going down the mountain, she was almost masochistic, she didn't have an umbrella in the heavy rain, but her face was numb and kept moving forward.

When she reached the bottom of the mountain, she flagged down a taxi and got into it soaking wet the next second.

Not far from the taxi was a black car parked in the rain, which was silently parked in the rain.

Zhang Liuling sat in the car, quietly looking at the person who got into the car, and after the taxi was gone, his car still didn't move.

Jiang Yue sat in the car soaking wet, and did not go back to Jiang's house, but asked the driver to drive the car to Su Lixiao's side.

When she knocked on the door of Su Lixiao's house again, Su Lixiao stood at the door and looked at her in a daze.

Jiang Yue was quite calm under Su Lixiao's gaze.

Her clothes were still dripping.

Su Lixiao was frightened, came out of the room, and grabbed Jiang Yue's arm with her hand: "Jiang Yue, what's wrong with you? Why are you soaking wet?"

Jiang Yue was like a walking corpse, she only asked Su Lixiao, "Can I go in and sit?"

Su Lixiao pulled her, "Of course, you come in quickly."

Jiang Yue only felt that her heart could calm down for a moment when she went to Su Lixiao's place, and she went to sit down on Su Lixiao's sofa.

Su Lixiao took a blanket and put it on her, and asked, "Jiang Yue, do you want to take a bath?" You're going to catch a cold."

Jiang Yue didn't answer Su Lixiao's words, but the whole person shrank on the sofa at her house as if she had lost her soul.

Su Lixiao looked at her expression and felt that something was wrong, so she hesitated and asked Jiang Yue, "Are you with ...... Zhang Liuling quarreled?"

Jiang Yue's voice was muffled, and she said, "No."

But soon, she asked, "Lixiao, if I'm not human, do you believe it?"

Su Lixiao was frightened by her words, thinking that she had a mental problem, and when she said, "Jiang Yue, what nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean you're not human?"

Jiang Yue heard Su Lixiao's words, and said, "If one day you have loved someone, but that person has always disliked you, and suddenly that person tells you that he also likes you, in this case, will you believe it?"

Su Lixiao listened to her words, was quiet for a few seconds, and said, "Do you like him very much?"

"I used to like it, I liked it to the point of despair."