Wen Ruan listened attentively to Song Heng's story, trying not to miss any information. She kept comparing it with her own doubts in her mind. Finally, when Song Heng mentioned the name "Yan Yan", a flash of inspiration struck her!
A name suddenly flashed into my mind: "Jiang Yan!"
Wen Ruan became even more excited and shouted, "Big brother! Yan Yan doesn't seem to be dead! I think I've seen her before!"
Immediately, everyone's eyes were focused on Wen Ruan, and they were very surprised and shocked by her words.
"Ruan Ruan? What... what are you saying..." Song Heng was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had misheard something, and asked uncertainly.
“Yes, you heard me right! I’ve seen her!” Wen Ruan was initially a little unsure, but through Song Heng’s explanation, she became more and more certain.
Wen Ruan simply couldn't believe that there were two people in the world who looked so alike, both medical geniuses, with the same temperament, and almost no difference in appearance.
When Wen Ruan first saw Jiang Yan, she felt very familiar with him because when Song Heng was hospitalized, she and Song's mother went to take care of him. She saw him take out a photo from his body as soon as he woke up, look at it carefully, and then put it away carefully.
Wen Ruan just happened to come in and glanced at her. Remembering what Song Yan had told her before, she knew that it was Song Heng's sweetheart, so she didn't ask any more questions.
That one glance left a rather deep impression on Wen Ruan. She felt that the woman had a very dashing temperament, but her face was somewhat blurry and she couldn't remember her.
But that one glance was enough to leave her stunned for a while when she saw Jiang Yan in Saguo. She felt as if she had seen her before, as if she was very familiar with her, especially her aura, but she couldn't remember her at the time.
Even now, when Wen Ruan sees this photo, that eerie sense of familiarity washes over her once again.
Wen Ruan had never had such a feeling before, so it left a very deep impression on her.
She carefully compared Jiang Yan's and Yan Yan's appearances in her mind.
After comparing various sources, it was finally confirmed that Jiang Yan is exactly the grown-up version of Yan Yan.
At the time, Wen Ruan also had some questions. Jiang Yan was from Gangcheng and later went to study in the UK, so how could his Mandarin be so good? But now, everything seems to have an answer.
Although Wen Ruan still had some questions—how Jiang Yan got to Gangcheng and why he didn't come back, since she had previously mentioned growing up in Gangcheng…
A host of questions kept piling up in Wen Ruan's mind.
After she had sorted out her thoughts, Wen Ruan looked up, wanting to tell Song Heng her guess.
Everyone was staring intently at Wen Ruan, which startled her.
Song Heng looked somewhat nervous, his eyes fixed on Wen Ruan as if afraid of missing any information.
He knew Wen Ruan wasn't the type to joke about something like this, so if she said it, there must be some basis for it, and he couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope.
Wen Ruan recounted to everyone in detail her encounter with Jiang Yan during her social practice in the country of Sa and the stories that unfolded between them.
In particular, the resemblance between the two people, and the fact that the inexplicable sense of familiarity I had before was the same as today's situation.
Song Heng clenched his fists slightly, and anyone could see his tension.
"But I can't be sure just by saying it; without my brother's personal confirmation, I still can't say for sure."
"Unfortunately, given the circumstances at the time, we couldn't even take a picture to preserve the memory," Wen Ruan said regretfully.
Song Heng's eyes were also filled with regret.
"Although Jiang Yan also studied in the UK, she graduated with her doctorate two years ago. When we said goodbye in El Salvador, she even gave me her address in Hong Kong!"
"Perhaps I can write to her now, ask her for a photo, and wait for her reply!" Wen Ruan suddenly thought.
Song Heng seemed to see hope again. He was so shaken that he almost couldn't stand up straight. But after hearing Wen Ruan's suggestion, he said to her very seriously, "Ruan Ruan, I'm entrusting this to you..."
Wen Ruan felt a pang of sadness upon seeing this.
Even the seemingly strong and upright eldest brother can only bow his head in the face of love...
Wen Ruan quickly glanced at his watch. If he wrote the letter now, there was still time to send it out. He thought he should finish writing the letter as soon as possible and send it out as soon as possible. He knew that Song Heng would definitely be very anxious.
So she made a quick decision and asked Song Yan to take her to the study first, so that she could write the letter now.
The letter was written very quickly, in less than half an hour, and Song Yan was asked to quickly ride his bicycle to mail it. It was estimated that Jiang Yan in Gangcheng would receive the letter in about a month.
The letter contains the following content:
Dear Ms. Jiangyan:
Hello! I'm Wen Ruan, a Chinese girl who, like you, was studying in the UK and we met in El Salvador. I wonder if you still remember me.
Not long ago, I returned to my hometown, just like you, and started a new life. Recently, when I thought about the time I spent in Salvador, I couldn't help but miss the days when we fought side by side.
I wonder if everything is alright after you returned to Hong Kong?
I believe that as a genius doctor, you must still be shining brightly in the medical field.
I am now embarking on my dream career, and I hope that one day I can stand on the world stage, make some Chinese voices heard, and contribute my small share of strength.
Enclosed with the letter is a photo of me on my work ID from when I first started working at my new company last year. It's where my dreams began. I look a bit naive in the photo, lacking the maturity that comes with long-term work experience. I hope things will get better for me in the future.
To keep you from forgetting me, your friend in mainland China, I'm sending you a photo of myself. Please keep it safe and don't forget me.
If possible, please also send a photo of your current workplace with your letter!
Let me see what you look like at work, and see how you are different now compared to when I first met you.
I look forward to your reply.
Your mainland friend, Wen Ruan.
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