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Looking at Qiu Xiangchun who was crying uncontrollably, Sister Jiaojiao and the little girl both looked puzzled. The crying was a little too inexplicable, wasn't it?

Then, the big one and the little one looked at each other, and invariably turned their attention to the old photo in the little girl's hand. The two of them were suddenly shocked. Because they found that compared with the two, the little girl in the photo was

The girl is surprisingly similar to Qiu Xiangchun. If Qiu Xiangchun went back more than ten years, she would look exactly like the little girl in the photo. But if we think about it separately, we will not notice the difference between the two.

What connection.

Everyone, big and small, looked shocked. They pointed at Qiu Xiangchun and said in unison: "Are you the little girl in the photo?"

Qiu Xiangchun nodded heavily with tears in her eyes.

Eighteen years, six thousand five hundred and seventy days and nights![

After such a long wait, not to mention others, even she herself had doubted whether she could persevere. But now, she used the facts to give a perfect answer to herself and everyone who knew the inside story: She has never changed!

She always believes that hard work will eventually pay off.

And now, she got everything she deserved.

Nirvana is him, her coward.

This outcome was something she had fantasized about several times, but she only dared to appear in it because she was afraid of another outcome. If it were another outcome, she didn't know how to face it.

His question when the two met by chance one day!

Now, the big stone hanging in her heart finally fell to the ground, and she could finally breathe a long sigh of relief and vent her anger for once.

And crying is undoubtedly the best choice!

She had cried several times, but never so freely. It was like this cry washed away all her haze, all her resentment, and all her sadness from her body. And she gained a pure heart.

heart...

Sister Jiaojiao murmured: "Is this the so-called fate?"

It's really amazing that this fate, which has been separated for eighteen years, can miraculously continue together.

I can’t help but ask: How many eighteen years can we have in our life?

After thinking about it, Sister Jiaojiao was relieved. Niechen and Qiu Xiangchun imprinted each other in their hearts at the most innocent age. They became a rock-solid belief in each other's hearts. The two met again in the most beautiful flower season,

They have to fulfill their childhood vows. This creates a constant bond between the two, and it is destined that the two will inevitably intersect in the future.

And today is the intersection where we witness a miracle.

In response to this, Sister Jiaojiao was moved and also sincerely wished the two people, who reunited again after eighteen years, a happy ending.

The little girl opened her mouth. She didn't know what to say. She clearly knew her father's feelings for the little girl in the photo, and he was not even inferior to her. You know, the little girl with the braided hair was supportive.

The unyielding belief that led my father to walk out of hell is now prompting my father to work hard to find a higher fulcrum, so that he can break open the body of fate and get a glimpse of the origin. Or he can follow the trajectory of fate to find the person who has been

He forgot her, even if this forgetting was passive.

She really didn't expect that the little girl who fascinated her father would be Teacher Qiu right in front of her. It really took no effort to find a place through iron shoes.

Then, the little girl sighed in her heart: "Goddess mother, you are in danger..."

Even if Teacher Qiu, whose skills have improved by leaps and bounds overnight, cannot shake the goddess mother's status in his father's mind, he can at least keep pace with her.

But thinking about it on the other hand, the little girl became excited again. Because only in this way, the battle between the goddess mother and Teacher Qiu will be more interesting. A person who can't stop being sorted out will fall in love. A new love with deep love, no matter

I know what kind of sparks will be created...[

Looking at the crying Teacher Qiu, the little girl felt distressed. She took out a small handkerchief from her pocket, walked over to wipe Teacher Qiu's tears, and comforted her softly: "Teacher Qiu is not crying, you should be happy...

…”

Qiu Xiangchun nodded heavily, but the tears became more and more violent. It seemed that besides crying, she didn't know how to express her inner feelings at the moment.

The little girl explained: "Teacher Qiu, dad has never forgotten you, and has never given up looking for you. It's just that for some reason, dad has forgotten all the memories before he was eight years old, so he can't remember who you are.

...However, Dad always kept that old photo in his wallet and carried it close to him. In order to keep that old photo, Dad almost lost his life. However, it was the old photo that supported Dad.

To this day. Otherwise, Li'er would not have a father, nor would she have everything she has today."

Sister Jiaojiao sighed: "It's not so much that old photo as it is you. Forgetting is not absolute. The one with the deepest relationship is with you..."

Qiu Xiangchun nodded, tears falling, and choked up: "I know, I know..."

From Guan Feixuan's mouth, she learned everything. At the moment when the truth was revealed, all the resentment in her heart turned into guilt. Just as she waited foolishly, Niechen was also looking for that part of surrender.

He cherishes precious memories throughout his life.

Then, Qiu Xiangchun seemed to have thought of something. She grabbed the photo from the little girl's hand and rushed out. She kept muttering: "I want to find him..."

She didn't want to wait even for a moment, she wanted to find her coward.

The little girl scratched her head, with a confused look on her face. She suddenly realized that she seemed to be the only normal person left in the family.

Holding her head high, the little girl asked: "Jiaojiao, what kind of relationship can make two people who have been separated for eighteen years still never give up looking for each other? Li'er is really curious, how can two children interpret it?

What kind of epic love story can be sung and cried?"

Sister Jiaojiao sighed: "We can't give a perfect answer. However, this should be due to the stubbornness of two people. At your age, your father and your teacher Qiu should also be two stubborn people.

Lord..."

The little girl looked proud and giggled: "Like father, like daughter..."

Sister Jiaojiao gently pinched the little girl's nose and smiled. These two fathers and daughters who are not father and daughter have a better understanding than those who are related by blood. Sometimes she even doubts the little girl.

She is Nirvana's long-lost daughter...

The little girl asked again: "Jiaojiao, what do you think dad should choose between the goddess mother and Teacher Qiu?"

Sister Jiaojiao frowned, then finally shook her head and sighed: "We don't know either..."

It's really hard to choose between the two.

The little girl's cute little face was full of mystery, and she giggled: "Li'er thinks daddy will accept everything!"

Sister Jiaojiao: "..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qn) to vote, monthly votes, and your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to mqn to read.) 9


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