Lunch, at Jianan Prefecture, eaten with Mo Xiaolin. Meng Jin is always busy at the company, his feet barely touch the ground, and usually, he can only come back at night, heading out early in the morning. Mo Xiaolin urges those who go outside to take good care of their health, especially Tang Yue, who, though not pregnant, is still a girl after all. Meng Siyu's ears have grown calluses from hearing this. He silently thinks, with him around, would anything happen to Tang Yue? Lian Tong has been resting, while Lian Qingyang is playing video games, taking care of the patient amounted to asking Lian Tong if she wants to eat something. Suddenly, Lian Tong said, "Xiao Yang, go buy me Fujie's steamed buns, I want meat buns." Fresh chapters posted on Novᴇl_Fire(.)net "Oh, I'll make a phone call," Lian Qingyang had just said. Lian Tong gave him a cold glare and said: "Xiao Yang, what, to buy your aunt a meat bun, you still need to get someone else to do it?" Lian Qingyang immediately retorted, "Aunt, I'm just worried about you being here alone with no one to take care of you." Lian Qingyang quickly put down the game, trying to appease her, "Aunt, I'll go buy Fujie's meat buns for you now." Having said that, Lian Qingyang scurried off to buy the buns. Even though Fujie is nearly half of Jing City away, when Lian Tong commands, how could he dare not listen? Since childhood, Lian Qingyang and Lian Tong have been very close, but the person he fears the most is also Lian Tong. Don't be fooled by Lian Tong's sickly appearance now, looking pale and weak, but if it really came to a physical confrontation, ten Lian Qingyang's couldn't match Lian Tong. To avoid a beating, Lian Qingyang thought it better to quickly scoot off to buy the meat buns. Once Lian Qingyang left, the hospital room, previously filled with the sound of games, suddenly became quiet. Lian Tong walked to a chair by the window, sat down, her back facing the door. This is a deluxe single room, Lian Tong sits on the soft chair, gazing into the distance, faintly feeling a gaze from behind her, she doesn't turn back, but mutters, "I don't mind the reputation, I don't mind what others think, I just want to be with the person I love, why is it so hard?" The gaze from behind seemed even more intense. Lian Tong continued: "Initially, I didn't know what Lei Yuan told you, nor did I know what happened later, but I believe, your heart, is still as kind as before, how could I despise such a you." After speaking, Lian Tong waited for a long time but received no response, she chuckled lightly and said, "Gu Chun, you're a coward." "You're just a coward!" "A coward who doesn't even dare to love the woman he loves." "We've already wasted so many years, I'm already thirty, do you still want to keep wasting time?" Lian Tong shouted towards the window, involuntarily closing her eyes, feeling silently behind her, tears welled up in her eyes. Unknown how much time had passed, Lian Qingyang came back, only to see Lian Tong sitting in front of the window, looking dazed. "Aunt, I've brought back the meat buns." Lian Qingyang handed over the hot buns and said, "These buns are still warm." Lian Tong lazily glanced over, her eyes slightly reddened. "Aunt, what's wrong with your eyes?" Lian Qingyang asked innocently. "Eat your bun." Lian Tong stuffed the bun into Lian Qingyang's mouth. This sudden action almost made Lian Qingyang choke on his dumpling; as he bit down, the oily soup from inside the bun flowed down the corners of Qingyang's mouth. Lian Qingyang let out a strange yell, hastily searching for paper and not daring to open his mouth wide for fear of spilling more soup. Lian Qingyang looked for paper everywhere, wiping the corners of his mouth with a look of disgust, especially seeing the soup stain on his clothes too, Lian Tong couldn't help but laugh: "You're a man, why do you need to be so clean?" "Auntie, this oily soup is so disgusting." Lian Qingyang felt like he couldn't wipe it off no matter how hard he tried. Lian Qingyang looked disdainfully at his clothes, saying, "Auntie, I'm going to change." With that, Lian Qingyang switched the bun to the side and quickly went home to change. At the train station. Meng Siyu was holding Xie Tiantian and also carrying a suitcase, while Tang Yue and Mo Xiaoyu each carried a suitcase and wore a backpack, not feeling it too burdensome. They had booked sleeper car bunks, and felt much relieved once they put down their luggage. Xie Tiantian became even more lively, sticking to Tang Yue's side, asking her to sing children's songs and play games with her. "Tiantian, Auntie is tired, we shouldn't bother Auntie so much." Unable to hold back, Mo Xiaoyu pulled Xie Tiantian back. Displeased, Tiantian pouted her lips and blinked her big eyes at Tang Yue asking, "Auntie, don't you like Tiantian anymore?" Xie Tiantian's voice was soft and sweet, and Mo Xiaoyu took great care of her. At four years old, her face still carried baby fat, chubby and cute. Those big eyes looking up were impossibly adorable. Tang Yue reached out and took Xie Tiantian into her arms, saying, "Xiao Yu, I like Tiantian, it's okay, I'm not tired." "Tiantian, Auntie likes you the best." Tang Yue pecked her on the cheek. Xie Tiantian giggled. Meng Siyu was on the lower bunk, Tang Yue with Xie Tiantian in the middle, Mo Xiaoyu slept on the top, across them a couple, the top bunk unoccupied. It wasn't the peak season for travel, and not many people bought sleeper tickets. At night, they had brought donkey rolls, some buns, and milk; they also brought instant noodles, though Tang Yue wasn't fond of them. "Xiao Yue, you really won't eat?" Mo Xiaoyu made her own noodles, even adding some sausage to it, which smelled delicious. Xie Tiantian sat there, lured by the smell, clamoring to eat. "The donkey rolls are tastier." Tang Yue held up the food in her hand, which was more filling and tasted better, and they also had milk, much more delicious than instant noodles. "Don't choke." Meng Siyu handed her a bottle of water and thoughtfully wiped the bean powder remaining at the corner of her mouth, saying, "No one is competing with you." "I wasn't paying attention." Tang Yue blinked, to be honest, nobody was competing with her for the box of donkey rolls; she was quite enjoying herself. "You two just got married, right?" The woman sitting across from them asked. "Exactly, they just got their marriage certificate." Mo Xiaoyu answered with a smile. The woman smiled and said, "That explains it, the sweetness hasn't stopped since you two came in." Even though Meng Siyu and Tang Yue didn't display overly affectionate gestures in the sleeper, from the looks and simple interactions, one could sense their sweetness. Sitting in the sleeper, as the night deepened, most people would choose to sleep.