Chapter 44 Waiting: Jiang Ling finally reunites with her family.
Jiang Ling's smile is beautiful.
She rarely smiles. Even when she encounters something happy, she only smiles gently with her lips pursed, or her eyes crinkle with laughter.
But Jiang Ling's smile today was completely different from usual.
Her eyebrows were slightly raised, her eyes curved upwards, and her lips parted in a wide smile, revealing her pearly white teeth. She was like a sunflower blooming towards the sun, bright and radiant.
Infected by that smile, everyone laughed.
In this joyful atmosphere, Jiang Ling was surrounded and led into the police station.
As soon as she entered the lobby, she was greeted by the fragrant aroma of flowers. Looking around, she noticed six pots of vibrant flowers on the service counter: pink and red roses, as well as yellow and purple tulips.
Sunlight streamed in, and flowers swayed gently in the breeze, making the usually serious police station hall feel warm and full of life.
Through the door leading to the courtyard behind the service desk in the police station, Jiang Ling saw a corner of the courtyard.
The yard, usually covered with fallen leaves and haphazardly parked bicycles, was swept clean today. Several pots of gardenias were placed in the corridor of the two-story building, their white flowers hidden among the green leaves, adding a touch of elegance and uniqueness to the usually bustling residential area.
Jiang Ling's smile grew even brighter.
She doesn't usually like to bother others, but seeing so many people running around for her today, Jiang Ling felt a little pressured.
However, Jiang Ling doesn't dislike this kind of pressure.
It felt as if something was pressing down on my shoulders; although my walking speed slowed down, my steps were steady and firm.
It turns out that all the effort put in can be seen.
It turns out that everyone she helped was deeply grateful.
Jiang Ling's heart, scarred and broken from two lifetimes, seemed to be soaking in hot water, warm, swaying gently, and bubbling with beauty.
Yao walked over from his office with an enamel mug filled with strong tea, and said to Jiang Ling with a smile, "You'll have to work hard today. Reporters from the Morning Post, the Daily News, and the TV station will be coming to interview you this afternoon. They also want to witness the touching scene of your family reunion."
Seeing Jiang Ling's smile fade, Yao quickly added a comment.
"Don't worry, don't worry. The provincial department has already given instructions. Xiao Jiang, you solved the Qing Shi Town case, which has a significant impact. To avoid being targeted by certain criminals, this interview has a basic principle: don't show your face or become famous."
Jiang Ling straightened her back, stood at attention, and saluted: "Yes, sir! Thank you for your concern, organization."
Looking at the tall, graceful young woman before him, Chief Yao Hongyun's eyes were filled with the pride and joy of an elder. When she reported to the police station last July, Chief Yao was worried that her introverted nature would prevent her from integrating into the group, but he hadn't expected her to mature so quickly. Not only did she lead her colleagues in solving numerous difficult cases and publishing papers, but she also had excellent interpersonal skills.
Yao knew the police station couldn't keep her forever, but at this moment, he still wanted to do something for her. He hoped that when she reached the highest point in her career, she would still remember her first stop—the Jinwu Road Police Station.
"This time, to help you find your parents, the newspapers published missing person notices, the TV stations repeatedly broadcast the news, and the city bureau's publicity department received hundreds of letters from the public. Many people voluntarily provided clues, resulting in a wide social impact. Now that you have successfully found your family, we must publicize it properly. This is not only a manifestation of human love, but also a critique and crackdown on human trafficking and abduction cases. Therefore, you must take this interview seriously."
Jiang Ling nodded again: "Yes! I guarantee I will complete the mission."
After giving his instructions, Yao happily took a sip of strong tea, humming a folk opera tune as he went upstairs. Looking at the people surrounding her, Jiang Ling suddenly felt the air in the police station was a little thin.
Jiang Ling looked at Liang Jiushan: "Aren't you going to class today?"
Liang Jiushan understood Jiang Ling's unspoken meaning. He also knew that Jiang Ling didn't like crowded environments, so he waved his hand with a grin and said, "Sister Ling, I'm leaving now. I'll go back to my studies and make sure I get good grades."
It's late April now. Liang Qiqiao will be taking the college entrance exam in July, and Liang Jiushan will be taking the middle school entrance exam in June. Both siblings are very busy with their studies. They only came to the police station today because they heard that Jiang Ling's grandmother and sister were coming.
Jiang Ling looked at Liang Qiqiao: "Have you decided on your college application yet?"
Liang Qiqiao was filled with gratitude for Jiang Ling's rescue. Upon hearing her question, she immediately replied with a smile, "Yes. I plan to take the entrance exam for a teachers' college in the provincial capital and become a teacher in the future."
After a brief pause, Liang Qiqiao raised her voice, her eyes filled with determination: "I will strive to be a good teacher."
There were two more things Liang Qiqiao kept to herself.
—I want to be like Sister Ling.
—I will become a ray of light to illuminate the future of children.
After the Liang siblings left, Jiang Ling turned her gaze to Wen Xiufen and her daughter Lin Xiaoyue.
Lin Xiaoyue has gained weight and grown taller. Her braids are thicker than before, and her arms are a bit chubby. She no longer looks like a piece of dry wood, and she looks innocent and cute.
Wen Xiufen dressed simply, but her eyes were smiling and her demeanor was natural. After distancing herself from that shameless Qian Jianshe, she focused on "feeding" her daughter. The mother and daughter relied on each other and their lives became more and more comfortable.
That's wonderful. The shadows of the past have faded away, and they have a bright future ahead of them.
When Wen Xiufen met Jiang Ling's gaze, she didn't know what to say. After presenting the greeting card her daughter had made, she stood silently on the periphery of the crowd, not daring to squeeze through.
She was very grateful to the Jinwu Road Police Station and to Jiang Ling for helping her, but being naturally timid and not very willing to express herself, she bowed and then left with her daughter.
Jiang Ling looked at Chen Anping.
After getting away from Zhao Hongxia and her daughter, Chen Anping regained some color in his face and looked much more relaxed. Although he was still a bit sullen, he now had a good relationship with Zhou Wei, Li Zhenliang, and Liu Haoran, and would visit the police station whenever he had time.
Hearing that Jiang Ling's grandmother and sister were coming over today, and that Jiang Ling only planned to eat at the canteen, Chen Anping took a day off to prepare lunch and dinner with Chef Hu from the police station canteen.
Chen Anping had just heard Wei Changfeng's shout when he hurriedly ran out of the cafeteria, wearing an apron and holding a spatula.
He scratched his head and grinned sheepishly, "Officer Jiang has found his family, isn't that wonderful? We have to celebrate, right? I don't have any special skills, I can only cook a little, so I came to help out. Please don't send me away."
Li Zhenliang patted him on the shoulder, grinning from ear to ear: "We're brothers, don't be so formal. I'm so happy you could come. You have no idea how much I've been craving your braised pig's trotters these past few days."
Jiang Ling knew Chen Anping meant well, so she nodded to him and said, "Okay, thank you then."
Just as Jiang Ling was about to offer to pay for today's meal, Wei Changfeng seemed to hear her thoughts and waved his hand, saying, "Don't worry, Xiao Jiang. Yao said that all expenses today will be covered by our institute. You don't need to worry about it. You just need to take good care of your grandmother, sister, and the media reporters. Leave everything else to us."
The other community police officers from the police station didn't go out today either. They were busy cleaning and decorating with flowers all morning, but they were still full of energy. Hearing Wei Changfeng's words, they chimed in, "That's right, Xiao Jiang, just let us know if you need anything. Oh, by the way, do you need your room cleaned up?"
Jiang Ling hurriedly waved her hand: "Ah, no need, no need, I already cleaned it yesterday."
Li Zhenliang had worked with Jiang Ling the most and knew what kind of person she was. He glared at everyone and said, "I know you're all hardworking, but you should also be mindful of your boundaries. How can you just barge into a woman's room like that?"
Liu Haoran chuckled and joked, "You guys have so much energy you don't know what to do with, huh? How about you help me clean the room? Oh, and I still have a few pairs of smelly socks I haven't washed, maybe..."
The community police officers all scoffed and scattered.
The police station hall suddenly became empty and quiet.
Wei Changfeng said to Jiang Ling, "I've already booked a room for you at the guesthouse. Your grandmother and sister will stay at the guesthouse across the street."
Jiang Lingzhen never expected the institute to be so thoughtful.
Li Zhenliang once said that the Jinwu Road Police Station is a warm and welcoming community, and it is indeed true.
Saying thank you a thousand times seemed pointless, so Jiang Ling decided to channel her gratitude into motivation at work. After happily finishing lunch with everyone, Jiang Ling glanced at Li Zhenliang: "Let's go! Back to organize the cards."
Li Zhenliang stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "Huh?"
No way, she's going to see her family this afternoon, family she hasn't seen for 21 years! How can Jiang Ling be so calm and still keep working?
Jiang Ling glanced at him: "What, you have a problem with that?"
Li Zhenliang quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, I have no objection. It's right to keep working. Waiting all the time is also nerve-wracking, so it's better to do something productive to distract yourself."
Jiang Ling said, "The media reporters won't arrive until the afternoon, so I'm taking advantage of the lunch break to quickly organize everything so I don't forget."
Li Zhenliang was somewhat helpless. What to do when you have a workaholic boss?
What can I do? Just work hard.
"Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone. We can't let him handle this all by himself." Li Zhenliang grabbed Liu Haoran and Zhou Wei: "Come on! Forget your afternoon nap, let's go to the office together to discuss the case."
The four members of the case team returned to the office together. Liu Haoran and Zhou Wei hung the small blackboard on the wall, took out a box of chalk, and completed their preparations.
After explaining the details of today's questions, Li Zhenliang looked at Jiang Ling and said, "Jiang Ling, I have a few words to say, but I'm not sure if I should."
Jiang Ling: "Speak."
Li Zhenliang said, "I think your criticisms of Ying Yuhua at the end were all correct. She didn't really want to die; she just wanted to alleviate her guilt by cutting her wrists, and at the same time, make Chen Mu feel guilty and successfully quit drugs. Her actions were both childish and selfish. If I were her brother, I would definitely slap her twice."
Although she was disabled and pitiful for attempting suicide because of love, seeing how much her mother and brother loved her, yet she kept running away from the problem, her mind only on Chen Mu, completely disregarding her family's worries and concerns, made me furious.
If my daughter Yan Yan grows up to be like her, I'll be furious. Daring to date a drug addict? I'd break her legs!
When we came out of the ward, I immediately saw her mother sitting on a chair in the corridor with her eyes closed, her hands clasped together, and muttering something. She was definitely praying for her daughter. As soon as she heard the door open, she rushed to Ying Yuhua's bedside, hugged her, and comforted her like a baby.
"Tell me, with such a good mother, how can Ying Yuhua still be dissatisfied? Her mind is filled with nothing but love and affection; she doesn't care about her parents or brother at all. She's willing to die for a drug addict, but she hasn't thought about how worried her parents are, their hair has turned white from worry. Should we really help a girl like this? How exactly should we help her?"
Li Zhenliang's long speech left Liu Haoran and Zhou Wei stunned.
Liu Haoran said, "I was just guessing at first, but I never expected that Ying Yuhua would actually try to save her boyfriend by committing suicide. How stupid! Incredibly stupid. I once handled a case where a woman attempted suicide by cutting her wrists, trying to win back her cheating husband's heart, but it was completely useless. If a man really cares about you, he doesn't need you to threaten him with suicide. If a man doesn't care about you, your death would be exactly what he wants."
Zhou Wei hadn't spoken directly to Ying Yuhua, and his attitude was relatively objective: "Ying Yuhua is probably too well protected by her parents. She doesn't know the hardships of life, nor does she understand the wickedness of people. Liangzi, don't get angry. It's not worth ruining your health. Just treat her like a child and teach her slowly."
Li Zhenliang looked at Jiang Ling: "Xiao Jiang, should we help her?"
To be honest, Li Zhenliang felt that Ying Yuhua deserved a beating. A hundred words of reasoning with her were less effective than a good slap, to prevent her from getting bored all day and getting caught up in all sorts of romantic entanglements and other trivial matters.
Jiang Ling nodded firmly: "I'll help, I absolutely have to help."
If Ying Songmao hadn't helped Ying Yuhua, his life trajectory wouldn't have changed. Although Ying Yuhua was selfish, she had a good brother.
Helping her is helping Ying Songmao.
Jiang Ling's words were resolute, and the three members of the case team had no more doubts. They nodded in unison, "Okay, then we'll listen to you."
Jiang Ling took out the cards and divided them into three groups.
Following the initial question design, the first set of questions involved small talk, starting with flowers to understand Yu Hua's personality; the second set focused on suicide to understand Yu Hua's understanding of suicide and her motives; and the third set concerned Chen Mu, assessing the depth of Yu Hua's feelings for him and her understanding of drugs.
Li Zhenliang took out the first card and pasted it on the small blackboard. It contained the words "yes" and "no" that Ying Yuhua had written in a calm state.
Li Zhenliang, eager to become a teacher, pointed to the card and said, "This is what we call the baseline response, which is the standard for judging truth from falsehood."
A similar baseline response also occurs when interrogating suspects.
The presiding police officer begins by asking simple questions such as name, age, occupation, and place of origin, while observing the suspect's reactions and recording their breathing rate, skin color, and heart rate. If the suspect's response to subsequent questions deviates from the baseline, it indicates that they are lying or evasive.
Liu Haoran gave Li Zhenliang a thumbs up: "Impressive, Liangzi, you're learning more and more theoretical knowledge."
Li Zhenliang wanted to laugh, but he held it in.
Imitating Jiang Ling's expressions and movements, he took out one card after another, comparing each one to the baseline reaction. He picked out which ones had suddenly deepened strokes, which ones had crooked handwriting, and which ones had suddenly become lighter in color. He then pasted these deviations from the baseline reaction onto the small blackboard.
After some organization, everyone began a lively discussion.
Four conclusions were finally drawn, which Zhou Wei recorded on the blackboard.
First, Ying Yuhua is a selfish person obsessed with love.
Although the term "love brain" wasn't popular in the 1990s, strangely enough, when Jiang Ling said it, everyone understood it and accepted it well, finding the term vivid and descriptive—having only love-related thoughts on one's mind, isn't that what "love brain" is?
Secondly, Ying Yuhua was well aware of the harmfulness of drugs.
She dared not let anyone know the truth, felt a strong sense of shame, and supervised Chen Mu's drug rehabilitation countless times, which shows that she was well aware of the consequences of drug use.
Third, Ying Yuhua is not beyond redemption.
At least she struggled painfully and felt intense guilt towards her parents and brother. At least she chose to cut her wrists instead of jumping off a building; she wasn't determined to die. As long as a person can distinguish between good and evil, and feels ashamed for doing wrong; as long as a person still has the will to live, then there is still hope for her.
Fourth, Ying Yuhua will most likely use drugs in the future.
There are two possibilities. First, she wants to set an example for Chen Mu through her own experience of drug use and rehabilitation, proving that quitting drugs is easy and thus saving him. Second, she has given up and wants to sink into depravity with Chen Mu. Either way, without timely intervention, the likelihood of her using drugs is very high.
Zhou Wei underlined the fourth point heavily: "This is the most terrifying point. If she really is addicted to drugs, it is impossible for her to successfully quit."
Even without seeing or hearing it firsthand, Zhou Wei gained a relatively deep understanding of Ying Yuhua through Li Zhenliang's narration and Jiang Ling's reaction.
She's so delicate and afraid of pain, how could she possibly endure the agony of being pierced by thousands of needles all over her body? How could she possibly bear the agony of itching to the bone?
How can someone with such a weak will successfully quit drugs?
Having witnessed countless cases of failed community-based drug rehabilitation programs and repeated cycles of "using, quitting, and then using again," Zhou Wei had only one answer—
Dream on!
Li Zhenliang slapped his thigh anxiously: "We must tell Captain Ying about her terrible idea right now, don't delay. You can't touch drugs, it will really harm yourself and others, and ruin your family."
Liu Haoran frowned as well: "We can't help with this. We have to tell Captain Ying the truth and let her family keep an eye on her."
Jiang Ling remained silent.
As the saying goes, "You can't see the true face of Mount Lu because you are in the mountain itself."
In the eyes of Ying Yuhua's parents and brother, Yuhua will probably always be that simple, kind, lovely, and fragile little girl.
Footsteps sounded from the other end of the corridor, and someone stopped at the door of the case team's office.
Jiang Ling turned her head and saw Ying Songmao and Yuan Yi standing side by side.
Ying Songmao must have taken a shower and changed his clothes. He was dressed in casual clothes, a dark gray jacket and black pants, and he looked very refreshed.
He was already tall, and wearing short clothes made his legs look even longer.
Dressed so smartly, and holding a bouquet of flowers in both hands?
The three members of the case team, including Li Zhenliang, looked at each other, exchanging glances and conveying their inner thoughts.
— Ying looks quite energetic today.
—Sending flowers?
Is he going to pursue Jiang Ling?
The bouquet of flowers that Ying Songmao was holding must have been carefully selected. It featured large yellow sunflowers, blue-purple hydrangeas, and scattered forget-me-nots, looking vibrant and radiant with a domineering beauty.
—That does fit Xiao Jiang's image quite well.
Li Zhenliang and his two companions continued to exchange knowing glances.
Ying Songmao walked into the house and presented the flowers to Jiang Ling: "Your grandmother and sister will be coming today, and Yuan Yi and I came here specifically to congratulate you."
Jiang Ling frowned as she looked at the large bouquet of flowers in front of her.
Should I ask the team to give me flowers?
What's the meaning?
Ying Songmao didn't know why he bought this bouquet of flowers.
Seeing Jiang Ling give flowers to her sister today, he suddenly realized something: it turns out that girls all like flowers.
As Jiang Ling held a bouquet of brightly blooming, colorful flowers, she was enveloped in a soft, beautiful light. The light seemed to emanate from the depths of her heart, or perhaps it was released from the flowers themselves. Her entire figure was shrouded in a layer of light and shadow, making her look as beautiful as a poem or a painting.
To preserve this beautiful scene, Ying Songmao went to a florist for the first time and selected a bouquet of flowers to give to Jiang Ling as a congratulatory gift.
Jiang Ling did not reach out to take it.
The gift had a hidden meaning, and she didn't want to accept it.
Yuan Yi, who was standing to the side, was getting a little impatient. He stepped forward, snatched the flowers, and handed them to Jiang Ling: "Alright, stop dawdling and accept them quickly. Knowing that you successfully found your family, Songmao and I have been wanting to come and celebrate, but Yu Hua kept us busy and we almost forgot about it."
Jiang Ling passively accepted the flowers, looked around, and tried to find a place to put them down.
Liu Haoran said excitedly, "I'll go, I'll go. There's a big vase in the director's office with a few plastic flowers in it. I'll go get it. Plastic flowers aren't as pretty as fresh flowers."
Liu Haoran acted quickly, running to the director's office and taking down the plastic plum blossoms without even saying hello. After cleaning the dusty vase, he added water and then stuffed the whole bunch of flowers into the glass vase.
Sunlight streamed in, and thanks to the beautiful bouquet of flowers, the case team's office seemed to be bathed in a soft glow, adding a touch of warmth and romance.
Jiang Ling looked at Ying Songmao: "It's perfect that you're here. I wanted to discuss with you how to deal with your sister's situation next."
Ying Songmao nodded, walked to the blackboard, and looked at the four lines of summary. His expression became serious.
Yuan Yi strode in, dragged a chair over, and sat down, saying to himself, "From yesterday to today, I've been interrogating that brat Chen Mu. It's infuriating!"
Jiang Ling said, "Tell us about Chen Mu's situation."
Yuan Yi raised his hand and waved it, his voice still carrying anger: "He's all lovey-dovey when it comes to dating, but when it comes to drugs, he evades the question. When asked where he gets his drugs, he only replied with two words: 'Friends.' What kind of friends are they! Bad influences!"
"Do you know what's most hateful? We called Chen Mu's father to the Municipal Public Security Bureau to have a proper talk with him, but to our surprise, his father, a technical engineer and deputy section chief, burst into tears, desperately taking the blame upon himself, saying that he was useless and couldn't provide better conditions for his child, which led him to get involved with drugs. He also said that Chen Mu was a good kid, kind-hearted, and begged us to give him a chance, not to leave a criminal record, and that he would definitely take his child back and educate him properly."
Yuan Yi was probably really angry at Chen Zhigang, his voice booming like thunder: "Education, education my ass! If he were properly educated, Chen Mu wouldn't be doing drugs. Spoiling a child is like killing him, he'll regret it!"
Well, Ying Yuhua and Chen Mu are both spoiled "children".
After venting his anger, Yuan Yi looked up at the blackboard.
He was a little confused and pointed to the fourth point, asking, "Yuhua may be involved in drugs, what does that mean?"
Jiang Ling gestured for Li Zhenliang to speak.
Li Zhenliang briefly recounted his conversation with Ying Yuhua that day. As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Yi slammed his hand on the table and yelled at Ying Songmao.
"You always say Ying Yuhua is young and doesn't understand things, so you do everything you can to protect her and never scold her when she makes a mistake. Now look what's happened! You've spoiled her so much that she's become love-struck! She actually wants to use drugs to wake Chen Mu up? I'm so angry!"
After shouting, Yuan Yi realized that his attitude had been a bit too extreme, so he softened his tone and said, "Songmao, we must stick to principles on matters of principle. You can't continue to indulge Yuhua, otherwise she will sink deeper and deeper into trouble."
Ying Songmao took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He turned to look at Jiang Ling: "Yu Hua was wrong! I will follow your instructions in this matter. I will do whatever you say and I will not be soft-hearted."
Jiang Ling said, "Let's separate them first."
Yuan Yi immediately replied, "No problem. I'll send that kid to a drug rehabilitation center for compulsory treatment right away. They won't be able to see each other for at least 30 days."
Jiang Ling said, "Next, you and your parents need to work together to give her the cold shoulder for a while, let her leave your care and love, and force her to grow up."
Ying Songmao hesitated for a moment.
Forcing his younger sister to grow up.
But she can't hear, can she take care of herself?
But soon, Ying Songmao hardened his heart.
Selfishness is human nature, but it should not breed evil thoughts.
Our bodies and hair are given to us by our parents. Yu Hua uses self-harm to escape reality. She hurts her parents, which is a terrible thing.
She knew drugs were dangerous, yet she still had the thought of using them; that is evil.
Her heart belonged only to Chen Mu; how could he possibly be soft-hearted!
Ying Songmao's rationality returned instantly, and he calmly said, "Okay, then let's close the rice noodle shop first and have my mom and dad hospitalized to recuperate. They haven't slept at all these past two days, and they look terrible. My mom has high blood pressure, and my dad has a bad back, so it'll be good for them to rest and get checked out. As for Yuhua... I'll just hire someone to take care of her."
Jiang Ling hummed in agreement. "You only appreciate things when you lose them. It's time to teach your sister a lesson."
Only when her parents let go and force her to face setbacks can her mind gradually mature, realize how precious the love of her family is, and slowly wake up from her confused love affair.
A bustling sound came from the lobby downstairs; the media reporters had arrived.
Wei Changfeng came over to urge them on, and Jiang Ling looked at Ying Songmao and Yuan Yi.
Knowing that Jiang Ling would be very busy today, Ying Songmao and Yuan Yi exchanged a few words of blessing and then got up to say goodbye.
After dealing with the reporters, Jiang Ling checked her watch; her grandmother and sister should be arriving soon.
A large crowd had gathered outside the police station, all of them having heard that Jiang Ling had successfully found her family and come to see what was going on.
With a honking of a car horn, a Hongqi sedan and a Jeep drove up.
Jiang Ling stood at the door, her heart suddenly pounding.
My grandmother was a successor of Hunan embroidery. The little quilt she embroidered once wrapped little Jiang Ling in, giving her warmth. The trumpet creeper flowers on the quilt represented her parents' surnames and expectations, lifelike, exquisite and beautiful.
Grandma must be quite old this year. Will she be able to endure such a long journey? Is she very kind and gentle?
My younger sister's name is Lin Nianxiao. She's three years younger than me. Does she look like me? Isn't she cute?
The area outside the police station was bustling with noise. Jiang Ling stood there, her eyes fixed on the slowly approaching Hongqi sedan. A mixture of joy and nervousness made her tremble.
Two figures stepped out of the car.
Jiang Ling finally met her family!
Grandma had a full head of silver hair, which was neatly combed.
She was not very tall and had a slender figure. She wore a dark blue Chinese-style outer jacket with silver thread embroidery on the collar and cuffs, which was both dignified and exquisite.
Grandma was helped off the bus and stood still. She looked up at the crowded police station with a firm and calm gaze.
The person supporting the grandmother was a girl in red.
Her face was fair with a rosy glow, her eyes were bright and sparkling, and she wore a high ponytail with a pale yellow polka-dot headband, looking fashionable and youthful.
Is she Lin Nianxiao?
Twenty-one years have passed.
A longing that spans two lifetimes.
Jiang Ling was finally reunited with her family.
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