When Meng Qingwan first saw him on the plane, she thought she was hallucinating. It wasn't until he greeted her excitedly and cautiously that she realized it was the person from back then.
Unfortunately, things have changed and nothing remains the same. So many years have passed, and neither she nor her first love are the same as before.
Both of them have changed a lot.
But after all, they were once lovers, so it's impossible for them not to feel anything.
So she almost fell for her first love's trick.
If not...
Meng Qingwan recalled the mess that had happened abroad and felt a little sad. She shook her head and picked up Nan Yuanman: "Forget it, let's not talk about the past. Come on, Auntie will take you out for a good meal!"
Yin Yanhui watched Meng Qingwan and Nan Yuanman get along with a smile and said, "Qingwan, I won't go. I'm going back to my hometown. I'll bring gifts for your son and daughter when I come back."
"Do you need me to send a driver to take you?" Meng Qingwan asked.
"No need." Yin Yanhui put on a black baseball cap, slowly walked towards Nan Yuanman, and gently pinched her little cheek: "I can take a taxi myself."
Nan Yuanman blinked her clear, big eyes at this unfamiliar aunt, when she suddenly saw a red line flash across her head.
Huh?
Just as Nanmanyuan was about to take a closer look, the red line disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Yin Yanhui didn't disturb Meng Qingwan and Nan Yuanman's meal. After saying goodbye, she left.
Nan Yuanman didn't take it to heart, after all, the red thread didn't seem to pose any danger to her aunt. The two happily left behind the old men of the Feng family and went out to eat and shop.
Meng Qingwan didn't treat Nan Yuanman like a child either, and told her all the gossip she had encountered abroad. Nan Yuanman listened with great interest and occasionally chimed in with her:
"Huh? How could this happen?"
"That's too much! Well done!"
Wow! Aunt Qingwan is amazing!
"..."
With such a wonderful little listener, Meng Qingwan spoke with great enthusiasm and gusto.
She mumbled through the straw, "I haven't met as many weirdos as that Aunt Yanhui who just pinched your cheek."
"Her life story is quite difficult. She was born weak and her parents didn't want her. They threw her in a trash can. She was picked up by an old woman who collects recyclables and raised her with great difficulty. They finally managed to send her to high school, but then she fell ill."
"Her wealthy biological parents came knocking on her door, and the reason was quite dramatic: they wanted her to donate a kidney to their second child!"
“They threatened and bribed her, saying that if she donated a kidney, they would pay to help her save that old lady; if she didn’t donate, they wouldn’t help her and would even hire reporters to expose her, saying that she was heartless and vicious and unwilling to save her own sister!”
Nan Yuanman exclaimed "Ah!" and asked curiously, "Did Aunt Yanhui donate?"
Meng Qingwan proudly raised her chin: "With me here, would I let her donate? I'd just have someone beat those shameless parents out of the house!"
"I also lent her some money so she could pay for the medical bills and get her treatment. That's how our relationship gradually improved."
“Your Aunt Yanhui has met a lot of oddballs, but she is also a very capable person. She was the top scorer in my year's college entrance examination, went abroad to study, and runs her own small company. She lives a very respectable life.”
Nan Yuanman's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands excitedly: "Wow! Aunt Qingwan is so great! Aunt Yanhui is great too!"
Meng Qingwan smiled and hugged her: "Our perfect ending is also wonderful."
After exchanging compliments, Meng Qingwan took Nan Yuanman to the amusement park for a while before happily returning home.
For three days in a row, Nan Yuanman was very happy. However, the incident with the little flowers and grass eventually had some impact on Li Yuzhen. She was noticeably less cheerful than before when she came to kindergarten.
He always rests his chin on his hands, staring blankly with a sullen expression.
Soon, Li Yuzhen moved to another garden.
This time, it was Lou Yuqi's turn to be sullen.
After all, Li Yuzhen and Nan Yuanman were the first to show him kindness, and Lou Yuqi often played with her. With his friend gone, he felt so bored that he couldn't muster any energy for days.
Nan Yuanman had anticipated this. Gu Jiashi knew that Li Yuzhen was in this kindergarten, and considering the words Xiaohua and Xiaocao had silently said before leaving, she wouldn't feel comfortable leaving Li Yuzhen there any longer.
She was just a little disappointed that the friendship she made with her first friend at kindergarten seemed to be coming to an end.
However, soon after, someone else came to her for help.
The person who approached her was completely unexpected.
Nan Yuanman blinked and looked at Meng Qingwan: "Aunt Qingwan, are you saying that Aunt Yanhui had an accident?"
Meng Qingwan nodded, her brows furrowing slightly with worry: "Yes, I've called her these past few days but she hasn't answered my calls or replied to my messages. I even sent someone to her hometown to look for her, but they couldn't find her. So I'd like to ask Xiao Yuanman to help me find out where she is now."
Nan Yuanman: "Okay, give me her birth date and time, or her personal belongings."
Meng Qingwan didn't know Yin Yanhui's birth date and time, but she had a gift for her.
Meng Qingwan pulled out a somewhat worn rag doll, no bigger than two fingers: "Is this okay?"
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Inside a large bungalow in the old city of western Beijing.
In the cozy bedroom, a short-haired woman lay quietly on the soft bed, her brows furrowed, as if trapped in a deep nightmare.
Yin Yanhui stood blankly in the dilapidated yet strangely familiar courtyard, looked around for a while, and tentatively asked, "Is anyone home?"
Her voice echoed in the courtyard, but received no response.
Yin Yanhui scratched her head, lifted her foot and walked deeper into the courtyard. Suddenly, she heard a faint opera tune: "My mother said that when I grow up, he will come to be my groom."
But Mother, how many winters and springs have I waited, why is my beloved still in his dreams?
Yin Yanhui stopped in her tracks, wanting to listen carefully, but the opera music disappeared. The next second, she felt a blur before her eyes and saw a woman wearing a floral jacket sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, her back to her, her head down, and slowly combing her long, loose hair with a wooden comb.
As Yin Yanhui looked at the woman's back, she felt inexplicably familiar with her, but she was certain that she did not know her in reality.
She opened her mouth, about to speak, when the woman combing her hair suddenly turned her head slowly to look at her, and a mournful voice sounded in her ear: "My lord..."
In the blink of an eye, the woman who had been sitting on the stone bench appeared before her instantly, her eyes, only the whites of her eyes visible, gazing at her with sorrow, her lips blood-red, and tears of blood welling in her eyes: "Mother, Father, what vows did you make? Making me wait for someone who may never come..."
"My love..."
"You've caused me so much suffering!"
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