Song Qingyu recognized at a glance that the child in front of her was the one who got lost at the auction last night.
Although he was wearing a mask, Song Qingyu did not see his appearance.
But she was sure of it.
Maybe it was because those eyes always gave her a familiar feeling.
Song Qingyu looked at the child again.
This time, it wasn't just those eyes that gave her a familiar feeling.
Even that face felt familiar.
"Is there something wrong?" Song Qingyu asked tentatively.
The little boy opened his eyes wide and looked at Song Qingyu: "Auntie, thank you for what happened last night."
Song Qingyu: "You really are the kid from last night."
After she finished speaking, she seemed a little surprised: "How do you know I am the aunt from last night?"
The little boy answered crisply, "Because of the fragrance of my aunt."
"aroma?"
"Well, the scent sachet grandpa gave you has the same scent as the one you have now, so I guess you are the aunt from last night."
"You are really smart. Not only are you smart, but you also have such a sensitive nose. But how did you end up here?"
This is a hospital.
"I am……"
Before the little boy could finish his words, an anxious voice came from outside the door: "Taotao, where are you? Why is this child missing again?"
It’s the uncle with a smoky voice.
His figure flashed past the door.
Then, stop.
Moved back.
Seeing the boy in the room, he was overjoyed: "Why are you here, kid?"
As he said this he strode in.
His eyes couldn't help but sweep over Song Qingyu.
But he did not recognize Song Qingyu's identity.
"Auntie, the auntie from yesterday." The little boy pointed at Song Qingyu and said.
"What auntie from yesterday?" The man didn't understand what the little boy meant. He looked at Song Qingyu warily. After a long while, he finally realized, "You are the one at the auction house yesterday..."
Song Qingyu nodded with a smile.
"Is this true?" The man couldn't believe it. "We are so destined to be together."
"Yes, it is indeed fate. Uncle, you are..."
"Oh, I have a friend who's sick..." the man explained briefly, then said excitedly, "This morning I told you I couldn't thank you enough, but I never imagined we'd meet today. Miss, when you're free, I'll definitely treat you to a nice meal."
"No need, you've already given me a thank you gift, and it's just a small favor."
"Of course I want it. You don't know how important Taotao is to us."
Song Qingyu refused again and again.
The man finally gave up the idea of inviting Song Qingyu to dinner.
"I have to go back," he hugged the little boy, "I'll come to see you next time I have a chance."
Song Qingyu was a little overwhelmed by his enthusiasm.
So I didn't tell him.
She will be discharged from the hospital in a few days.
Just nodded.
The man carried the little boy away.
The little boy seemed reluctant to leave, lying on the man's shoulder, his big black eyes staring at Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu waved at him.
Until the two figures completely disappeared.
The familiar feeling in her heart finally dissipated.
afternoon.
Song Yan is here.
Bring her a message.
"My mother wants to treat you to a meal."
His face was very pale.
Song Qingyu didn't respond to his words, but asked with concern: "You...what's wrong?"
Song Yan smiled weakly: "Nothing, maybe I'm too tired these days. Sister Qingyu, my mother said that she was too rude to you before, so she wants to treat you to a meal and apologize to you."
Song Qingyu didn't want to have dinner with Song's mother.
Moreover, she felt that Song's mother would definitely not apologize to her.
So why waste time.
"I appreciate your kindness, but I really don't feel like eating."
Song Yan's expression changed slightly.
This... Qiao Lanxin finally bowed her head, but Song Qingyu didn't buy it.
This was not the scene he wanted to see.
He still hoped that his mother could live in peace with Song Qingyu.
This way, at least, he would have one less layer of resistance.
"Sister Qingyu, just do it for my sake and go," Song Yan sat down next to Song Qingyu, his eyes pleading, "What my mother did to you before was indeed excessive, but you can't blame her. She raised me up alone, and it took a lot of effort to get to where I am today, so she is particularly harsh on the selection of her son...daughter-in-law.
Sister Qingyu...she really means no harm."
"Whether she has malicious intentions or not, I won't go." Song Qingyu said in a light tone.
Song Yan lowered his head: "So, Sister Qingyu is angry with me, right? I know that it was wrong for me to take you away on my own, but, Sister Qingyu, I really like you!
I just want you to live a life without Lu Yanzhi.
Look, here, haven’t you realized your dream?
Without Lu Yanzhi, you can do whatever you want!"
"Including my desire to return to Kyoto."
As soon as these words were spoken, Song Yan was speechless.
"Although you keep saying give me freedom, how can I have freedom?" Song Qingyu's tone was still indifferent.
It's like there's no emotion left.
When Song Yan saw her like this, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a pair of big hands.
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