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"It's good to be alive It's good to be alive"
Ji Puyue burst into tears, and for some reason, Doris's nose was sour, and she always felt like she was carrying a heavy grievance in her heart.
Ji Puyue moved down, took her hand and pulled her to sit on the wicker chair by the balcony, without saying a word, just looked at her quietly and patted her hand.
Xie Lingqing accompanied Ji Puyue and said something. The latter seemed to have regained some energy, and even took the initiative to ask about Xie Lingqing's situation.
"Grandpa was arranged for treatment very well."
Due to the sudden illness of Xie Lingqing, the Xie family decided to keep it a secret from Ji Puyue for the time being, in case something happened to Xie Lingqing, lest she could not bear it any longer, so they only told her that Xie Lingqing was undergoing health care and needed a period of treatment .
Ji Puyue felt relieved, and then shifted her focus to Doris and the two children.
After getting along with Xie Lingqing for this period of time, Amanda and Eleanor have become quite proficient at pretending to be someone else's great-grandson, calling "great-grandmother" simply and without hesitation.
A little smile appeared in Ji Puyue's eyes, and she asked the servant to take them away. She held their little hands with great emotion, and looked at their appearance carefully.
"The eyes are like you, and so is the mouth, but the nose is like Hanting, tall and straight. It will definitely look good in the future."
Doris, who was still smiling and agreeing when she heard the first half of the sentence, froze for a moment after hearing the second half of the sentence.
How could her child be like Huo Hanting?
But her current identity is Gu Wanyan, so she just nodded and said yes.
"It's very similar."
Xie Qinghe's eyes on the side fell on the two little nieces with an inquiring look.
He had never asked who the father of the two children was before, but he heard what Doris said in the car before, and she seemed to have a husband.
If this is the case, for a while, he was full of sympathy for Huo Hanting.
Doris changed the topic calmly, and Ji Puyue didn't get too entangled in the question of who the child was like, but instead asked about her life in the past few years, and praised her repeatedly after hearing her achievements.
"The piano is the best among your mother's musical instruments." Ji Puyue's eyes showed nostalgia, "Sometimes when I get an inspiration, I would rather spend a whole day in the piano room."
Doris patiently listened to her talking about the past, and finally the old lady became interested and took her into the piano room upstairs, where an old-fashioned piano was placed.
To be honest, most of the pianos played by Doris are custom-made by famous masters. They are gorgeous and luxurious grand pianos, but this piano is an imported piano made of pure solid wood. for a while.
Ji Puyue can't remember the last time she played the piano. It seems that since her daughter disappeared, she seldom touches it again. Playing it again today feels like a lifetime away.
Although the piano is old, its timbre is still quite beautiful, playing a series of ding-dong sounds under Ji Puyue's hands.
"Come and try?"
The old lady looked at her with a smile and Doris did not refuse. After sitting down on the piano bench, she played a gentle tune.
Xie Qinghe leaned against the door and listened quietly. This kind of relaxed time has almost never appeared in Xie's house since five years ago, let alone such an obvious smile on Ji Puyue's face.
The phone in his pocket vibrated, it was the company's business.
Xie Qinghe looked at the two people who were getting along happily, and then quietly left here, gestured to the servant to indicate that they had taken care of them for several years, and then left.
Neither Ji Puyue nor Doris noticed his departure, and they were immersed in the embrace of the piano and the sun.
"Your piano sound is gentler and longer than your mother's."
At that time, Xie Rubi was only in her early twenties. She was brought up pampered and carefree. She was the princess of the Xie family who was famous in the imperial capital.
Ji Puyue always misses that time when she sat on the pear wood chair by the garden and Xie Rubi played the piano to her, but those days are gone forever.
"Has your mother's playing style changed since then?"
After Ji Puyue broke free from her memory, she suddenly asked her this question.
Doris's eyes narrowed slightly, it was only when Xie Lingqing and Ji Puyue* asked about Gu Wanyan that she knew about it, she looked slightly towards the door, but there was nothing there.
Xie Qinghe is not here.
Doris felt flustered for a moment, she didn't know why Gu Wanyan asked her about her mother, so she forced the corner of her mouth to say: "Her style hasn't changed, she's still very gentle."
"That's good." Fortunately, Ji Puyue didn't seem to want to delve into it, but said nostalgicly, "As long as the sound of the piano doesn't change too much, she shouldn't have suffered too much."
At least I didn't suffer too much before leaving.
"That's right." Ji Puyue took her hand, "Your mother's belongings were sent back to Xie's house. You had an accident that year, and you never came back. I'm afraid you don't know?"
Doris was taken aback, Ji Puyue pulled her hand up and took her to another room.
This room is obviously Ji Puyue's bedroom. The decoration inside is very simple. There are flower arrangements and some small things on the museum shelf, which should be put by the servants, and there is nothing else.
Ji Puyue went to the bedside table and opened the drawer, took out a notebook from it, looked up and saw the photo frame on the table, and immediately smiled.
"This is a photo of you and your mother. I found it from the mansion next to the suburban lake."
She showed it to Doris, who took it.
Behind the glass, a woman and a young girl are embracing each other and looking at her gently. The woman is about forty years old, but she doesn't look old at all, her eyebrows are gentle and dignified, and the beauty of youth can still be seen. She has a delicate and naive look, and her eyes are crooked with a smile, as bright as stars.
The two seem to be taking a group photo on a university campus, with a stone erected by the lake behind them, with a letter: A hundred years to cultivate people.
This is the high-definition photo of her *seeing Gu Wanyan's front face. That face is indeed very similar to hers. Although she has not fully grown up at the age of 18, she can already see the bright and pleasant future.
"And this diary."
Ji Puyue held it, and her expression became gloomy again. Doris hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with this diary?"
Ji Puyue restrained her emotions and said in surprise, "Haven't you seen it?"
Doris hid it with a smile and shook her head.
Ji Puyue handed her the diary: "Take it and have a look."
Doris took it over, the diary was very thick, and the paper turned yellow when she opened it. She read it page by page, which recorded the joy of her daughter's growth and some daily routines, until she saw the next few pages of the diary.
It describes the helplessness she felt when others slandered her for plagiarism and her desire to continue living for her daughter.
Doris stared, her eyes gradually becoming a little dazed, and her face gradually turned pale. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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