Chapter 171 8 Where Have I Seen You

"Xiaomei, have I seen you somewhere?" Min Qinghua asked, staring at the cinnabar on her full white forehead.

"Dad, how could you have met Zimei? She just came to City A not long ago." Min Gang noticed that Yang Zimei looked at his father in a strange way, as if he was a little obsessed. Joyful way.

"Well, I saw it before. It was in the hospital ten years ago." Yang Zimei nodded without noticing Min Gang's expression.

Min Qinghua's eyes flickered slightly, recalling the memory of ten years ago, thinking of the little girl with pink makeup and jade carving, yes, she also has a special cinnabar on her forehead.

At that time, she reminded herself that the blood jade bracelet had an evil spirit, which was the reason for her madness.

After the blood jade bracelet was broken, the wife gradually got better.

"It turns out, it's really you!" Min Qinghua's smile became stronger and warmer, and the two dimples rippled even more, "Thank you!"

"Dad, have you really met? Ten years ago in the hospital?" Min Gang was so young at that time that he completely forgot about seeing Yang Zimei.

"Well, your mother was crazy at that time. It was she who reminded me to break the blood jade bracelet to get better. After all, she is still our family's savior." Min Qinghua said with emotion.

Min Gang looked at Yang Zimei in amazement. He really didn't expect that she and his family had such a deep connection.

That day his mother went crazy, he still vividly remembers it, hesitating and panicking, scared to death, it turned out that it was Zimei who saved his family.

"Zi Mei, I don't know this yet, thank you." Min Gang said to her gratefully.

"It's okay, I didn't do anything at the time, just to wake up." Yang Zimei smiled lightly, "Auntie is okay now."

"Well, since that incident, she has slowly recovered, and now everything is fine except for some weakness." Min Qinghua said, "Thank you for your concern, since we met here, you It's Xiaogang's classmate again, so please come to our house to sit down, okay?"

Listening to his warm voice, Yang Zimei couldn't refuse even if she wanted to.

His voice, like a feather, gently swayed on the tip of her heart, soft as water, like Min Gang in the previous life, making her feel the urge to cry.

In the last life, her crush on Min Gang was too persistent and too deep.

Or maybe, in the last life, what she loved was not Min Gang, but the phantom who reached out to hold her and smiled brightly at her when she was in trouble.

This phantom was now superimposed on Min Qinghua's body.

"Zimei?"

Seeing her distracted again, Min Gang's heart caught something sensitively, reached out to grab her arm, and cried out in a low voice.

"Oh."

Yang Zimei came back to her senses, smiled at him, nodded and said, "Okay, I also want to see Auntie, to see how she is now. And your grandfather, who has a fate with me. Ten years ago, he came from me. Then I bought a Shang Dynasty gilt hemp wreath."

"Oh? Did you buy the gilt twist wreath from you?" Min Qinghua said a little strangely, "At that time, you should only be about five years old, so why are there antiques?"

"Hehe, I accidentally picked up a big leak in the antique world." Yang Zimei smiled and said.

"I see." Min Qinghua nodded, looking at Yang Zimei's pupils with some deep meaning.

Min Gang found that he was like an unrelated outsider at this time, and he couldn't get into the eyebrows and expressions between Yang Zimei and his father.

Suddenly frightened, he unconsciously stood between the two, blocking the line of sight between the two.

Only then did Min Qinghua realize that his son was different.

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