Mr. Xiang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "He looks nice, but..."
He paused, "It seems familiar."
Hearing this, Madam Xiang's worried eyes widened instantly, and she couldn't suppress her excitement and asked, "You think so too? Do you think she looks like Xiao An?"
Hearing this long-lost name, Mr. Xiang was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and nodded: "Now that you mention it, it really does look like it, especially those eyes."
Madam Xiang, who had always had some doubts, seemed to have found her backbone. She held his hand tightly and said, "You think so too! You think so too, right?"
As she spoke, tears began to flow.
Seeing this, Mr. Xiang hurriedly tried to comfort her, "Don't cry yet. There are so many people who look alike in the world. It might just be a coincidence. After all, Xiao An, he can't have children..."
Madam Xiang's gaze froze for a moment, then grew dim.
Yes, Xiao An died so early, how could he have had children...
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Xiang Chuannan came out from the inner room and saw his mother crying, and asked hurriedly.
"It's okay, I just thought of your uncle." Mrs. Xiang wiped away her tears.
Xiang Chuannan was stunned for a moment, not understanding why his mother suddenly thought of his uncle, because his uncle died shortly after his mother got married, and he had never even met him.
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At lunch time, because Shuo Shuo had to accompany Mr. Qin, Ning Xi had to go to the appointment alone.
Towards the end of August, the temperature is high.
It was the same restaurant as last time. As soon as I walked in, the cool air from the air conditioner made me feel refreshed.
"Here! Here!" Mo You, dressed in a floral dress, waved hurriedly upon seeing Ning Xi come in. "Ahem, check in, asking for votes. Thanks to everyone who liked and commented!"
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