"Xiao Mei, have I seen you somewhere?" Min Qinghua asked, staring at the cinnabar on her plump and white forehead.
"Dad, how could you have met Zi Mei? She just came to City A not long ago." Min Gang noticed that Yang Zimei looked at his father with a strange expression, as if he was a little obsessed. His heart sank, and his tone changed.
Joyful way.
"Yes, I have seen him before, in the hospital ten years ago." Yang Zimei didn't notice Min Gang's expression and nodded.
Min Qinghua's eyes flickered slightly, and his memory was brought back ten years ago. He thought of the little girl with pink makeup. Yes, she also had a special touch of cinnabar on her forehead.
At that time, she reminded herself that the blood jade bracelet contained a sinister aura and was the reason for her wife's madness.[
After the blood jade bracelet was broken, my wife gradually got better.
"It turns out, it's really you!" The smile on Min Qinghua's face became thicker and warmer, and the dimples became even more shocking, "Thank you!"
"Dad, have you really seen her? In the hospital ten years ago?" Min Gang was too young at that time and had completely forgotten that he had ever met Yang Zimei.
"Well, your mother was crazy at that time. It was she who reminded me to break the blood jade bracelet so that I could get better. After all, she is still the savior of our family." Min Qinghua said with emotion.
Min Gang looked at Yang Zimei in surprise. He really didn't expect that she had such a deep relationship with his family.
He still vividly remembered the situation when his mother went crazy that day, feeling hesitant and panicked, and scared to death. It turned out that it was Zimei who saved his family.
"Zimei, I didn't know this yet, thank you." Min Gang said to her gratefully.
"It's okay, I didn't do anything at the time, it was just a reminder." Yang Zimei smiled faintly, "Auntie, are you okay now?"
"Well, since that incident, she has slowly recovered. Except for her physical weakness, everything is fine now." Min Qinghua said, "Thank you for your concern, Xiaomei. Since we met here, you
He’s Xiaogang’s classmate again, so please come to our house and sit there, okay?”
Listening to his gentle voice, Yang Zimei couldn't refuse even if she wanted to.
His voice was like a feather, gently teasing her heart, as soft as water, like Ming Gang in the previous life, making her feel the urge to cry.
In her last life, her secret love for Min Gang was too persistent and deep.
Or maybe, in her last life, she was not in love with Ming Gang, but the phantom who reached out to support her and smiled brightly at her in her difficult moments.
This phantom now overlaps Min Qinghua's body.
"Zimei?"
Seeing that she was distracted again, Min Gang sensitively caught something in his heart, reached out to grab her arm, and shouted in a low voice.
"oh."
Yang Zimei came back to his senses, smiled at him, nodded and said, "Okay, I also want to see auntie and see how she is doing now. And your grandfather is also destined to me. Ten years ago, he passed away from me.
Then I bought a gilt hemp wreath from the Shang Dynasty."
"Oh? Did you buy that gilded hemp wreath from you?" Min Qinghua said slightly strangely, "You should have been only about five years old at that time. How could you have antiques?" [
"Haha, I accidentally picked up a big leak in the antique world." Yang Zimei said with a smile.
"That's it." Min Qinghua nodded, looking at Yang Zimei's eyes with some deep meaning.
Min Gang found that he was just like an irrelevant outsider at this moment, unable to get in on the facial expressions between Yang Zimei and his father.
Suddenly frightened, he unconsciously stood between the two of them, blocking the sight of each other.
Only then did Min Qinghua realize that his son was strange.
