Liu Zhiyuan asked Song Ling to help her take the scarf out of her bag and give it to Song Li to try.
She nodded and praised: “This color really suits Auntie.
Last time I saw a lot of scarves in my aunt's room, I thought the weather would get cold soon, and the temperature in this mountain is relatively low, so I learned something on Baidu and knitted a scarf for you.
This isn't a brand name, but it's a token of my love. I hope my aunt doesn't mind it."
Song Li felt warm around her neck.
Looking at her sincere eyes, the temperature in her neck continued to rise and she almost couldn't breathe.
She lowered her head, a trace of sadness in her eyes, and hugged her.
"Xiao Yuan. Thank you, you're so kind. It's really rare for little girls nowadays to have such delicate thoughts."
Liu Zhiyuan smiled happily with her lips curved, and acted coquettishly in her aunt's arms.
"Auntie, do you think I'm good? Then you can brainwash my husband and make him cherish me more and more, okay?"
Song Li's eyes slightly avoided, and her face was a little pale.
"good."
"Let's put the luggage in first."
In the bedroom that Song Li had vacated for them, Liu Zhiyuan pulled Song Ling and pressed him against the wall as soon as she entered the room, putting her arms around his neck.
"Husband, have you noticed that your aunt's expression looks a little unnatural?"
Song Ling's heartstrings tightened slightly, and he said calmly, "No."
Liu Zhiyuan frowned slightly.
"No? Why do I feel like there's something wrong with my aunt's face? Am I too sensitive? I'm really afraid that my aunt won't like me because of your family's influence, so I brought you here to accompany her on weekends to please her and gain points for myself.
I love my aunt very much. I feel that my aunt makes me feel closer and warmer than my mother, so I stayed up late to knit a scarf for her. I will love her very much.
Song Ling's deep eyes flashed by. After knowing the truth, he also noticed the unnatural expression on his aunt's face when she saw Liu Zhiyuan.
He could understand his aunt's awkwardness.
My aunt must know that Liu Zhiyuan was adopted by Lin Jinrong.
However, his aunt did not bring up the matter on her own initiative, and even if he knew the truth, he would not mention it in front of her aunt.
He respected his aunt, who was now the only relative he cared about.
then.
My aunt definitely didn't mean it.
So, he didn't want to mention it, and didn't want to make his aunt feel guilty and self-blame.
He knew that his aunt must have felt very guilty all these years.
Otherwise, why would she live alone on this mountain, eating vegetarian meals and chanting Buddhist scriptures all day long?
After knowing the truth, he realized that his aunt's choice of this kind of life for so many years was a kind of redemption for herself.
Liu Zhiyuan looked at him eagerly, waiting for his affirmation.
Song Ling was indeed dumbly affirmative, “You are too sensitive, my aunt likes you.”
After hearing this, Liu Zhiyuan just smiled and nodded, "Then I feel relieved."
She playfully hooked her legs around his and climbed on top of him.
After a while, she went downstairs to chat with her aunt.
Listening to her footsteps becoming lighter and lighter, he closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows gently.
If she knew the truth, would she still be so flattering to her aunt? Would she still be able to get along so well with her aunt?
In the evening, Liu Zhiyuan prepared dinner.
The atmosphere among the three of them while they were having dinner was quite good, although Liu Zhiyuan was always the one finding various topics to talk about.
However, Song Li and Song Ling also touched upon her topic to varying degrees.
For these two indifferent people, being able to participate is the warmest interaction.
After dinner, Song Ling would go to the study to work.
Song Li is going to read the scriptures and cannot be disturbed.
Liu Zhiyuan was bored, so she went to the study with Song Ling.
Song Ling opened his laptop and did some work.
When he was working, Liu Zhiyuan consciously avoided disturbing him.
She had always believed that many doctors' work reports were confidential, so she had never violated regulations to see his work.
When I’m bored, I read a book for a while, check my WeChat Moments, then check Weibo, and finally take a few books from the bookshelf and read them on the sofa.
After looking for a while, I was surprised to find that my aunt's interests were really wide.
The books on my aunt's bookshelf cover all fields.
There is also literature, French, history, emotions, etc.
When she turned to a novel about youth campus, her hand shook and a photo fell out.
The photo floated in the air and fell to the ground.
Liu Zhiyuan got up, picked up the photo and looked at it.
I realized that this was a graduation photo, a high school graduation photo.
She was very interested in finding her aunt among the row of beauties.
She really wanted to see how beautiful her aunt was when she was young.
Finally, she found her aunt.
She looked carefully and found that her aunt was very beautiful at that time.
Youthful, energetic, and with a touch of innocence, in short, it’s beautiful.
She kissed her aunt's photo, then glanced casually at the other two girls beside her aunt.
When she saw the girl standing on her aunt's left, she bit her lip slightly.
The girl next to my aunt looked familiar. She was very beautiful, with a fresh and refined beauty, and her beauty was different from that of my aunt.
My aunt is youthful and energetic, and this girl is dignified and quiet, with delicate features.
Looking at her, her mother's face appeared in her mind, and then it suddenly dawned on her that this girl was somewhat similar to her mother.
No wonder she felt familiar.
She looked carefully at the girl in the photo and murmured, "Why does this girl look a bit like my mother?"
Song Ling was originally concentrating on the computer, but his eyes flashed when he heard this.
He stood up and came over to take the photo from her hand.
Liu Zhiyuan looked at him in confusion.
"Why did you grab this photo? It's my aunt's graduation photo. I want to see it. Oh, dear, I just saw a girl who looks a bit like my mother.
You think my mom has a long-lost sister living among the common people? And she happened to be a classmate of my aunt, this fate is simply amazing."
An unnatural look flashed across Song Ling's handsome face, and he said lightly, "It can't be such a coincidence."
Liu Zhiyuan stuck out her tongue at him and smiled cutely, "I'm just fantasizing. People can't live without fantasy, right? Give the photo back to me and I'll take a look at it again."
She stood up and grabbed the photo.
After she snatched it away, Song Ling's eyes were filled with panic.
Liu Zhiyuan pointed at the girl in the photo who looked similar to her mother and asked him, "Honey, take a look. Does this girl look like my mother? The more you look at her, the more similar she is."
Song Ling frowned, glanced at him calmly, and continued calmly, "No. The nose, mouth, height, and skin are not similar."
Liu Zhiyuan frowned, "It's true that they're different now that you put it that way, but I think their eyes are really similar."
Song Ling reached out and snatched the photo.
Put it in the book you just read and put it back on the bookshelf.
"What are you doing? Honey, I still want to see other classmates."
"My aunt doesn't like people touching her things, especially her photos."
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