The man supported her and walked to the door.

Sang Qianqian's heart was pounding and she stared at her without blinking.

Yin Shuhui already repeated what she said before, handed over the speaker, and finally said sincerely: "It's a pleasure to be your neighbor."

She smiled slightly, with a gentle smile, "I also have a gift for you."

Yin Shuhui was stunned: "Give it to me?"

She nodded, and said softly to the man beside her, "Minghe, please help me get the book from the room."

Minghe agreed and went quickly.

Yin Shuhui had a good impression of this girl, so she couldn't help but ask, "You play the piano so well, did you graduate from the Conservatory of Music?"

She smiled and shook her head, "No, I just learned it when I was young."

Yin Shuhui was surprised. She learned it when she was young, but she can still play it so well. This girl's musical talent is really amazing.

Just as he was about to say something more, Minghe came out, holding a book with a beautiful bow tied with multicolored ribbons in his hand.

The cover of the book is very elegant, and the title of the book is vaguely recognizable: "The World Is Worth It".

"I prepared this book in the morning. I thought I would give it to you in the evening, but I didn't expect you to move it away."

She groped and handed the book over with a gentle expression, "No matter how difficult things are, they will be a thing of the past. I hope you can be happy every day in the future."

Yin Shuhui was startled.

Last night, her brother made noise downstairs until midnight, alerting the police and waking up many neighbors.

After sending the police away, she went back to the house, thinking about it more and more sadly, and crying for a long time, presumably the girl heard it too, that she had prepared this book for her in such a heartwarming and heartwarming manner.

"Thanks."

Yin Shuhui was holding the book, her eyes were hot, tears almost fell down: "My name is Yin Shuhui, may I know your name?"

"My name is Yuan Shuang." She still responded softly.

Sang Qianqian, who had been standing by the side without speaking and observing her silently, couldn't help but ask, "Is it Shuangxue's Frost?"

Hearing Sang Qianqian's voice.

Yuan Shuang's face froze imperceptibly, but returned to normal after only a short second.

She pursed her lips and smiled: "No, they are in pairs."

Sang Qianqian was almost certain that she was Ruan Xiaoshuang without a doubt, every frown, smile, and every action was exactly the same as Ruan Xiaoshuang.

But Sang Qianqian was not sure whether the person in front of him lost his memory because of falling from a high cliff and was injured, and could not remember the past.

Otherwise, how could Ruan Xiaoshuang live with a strange man, live in this kind of place, not go back to Ruan's house, and not see her only relative, her sister, Ruan Xiaodie?

And her eyes, why are they blind?

"Sister Xiaoshuang,"

Sang Qianqian yelled on purpose with the homonym of the two words, "What's the matter with your eyes? This Mr. Minghe, is this your husband?"

This question is presumptuous, Minghe frowned, "Are you here to give gifts or to check the household registration?"

"Minghe, it's okay. This girl also cares about me."

Yuan Shuang explained warmly, "I lost my eyesight due to illness when I was young. This Mr. Minghe is indeed my husband."

She paused, "I don't know why this girl is so interested in my private affairs?"

Sang Qian hesitated for a moment, "You look exactly like a friend of mine, and your name is also very similar, her name is Ruan Xiaoshuang."

"Yes, what a coincidence."

Yuan Shuangyu's voice was soft, but his expression was calm, "However, there should be many people in this world who look alike and have similar names, so it's not surprising."

"But you're more than just like her. You're just like her."

Sang Qianqian looked at her with complicated emotions, "Sister Xiaoshuang, I am Qianqian, Sang Qianqian, do you have any impression?"

"Sorry, Miss Sang."

Yuan Shuang still smiled slightly, "I don't remember, I know you."

"Did you hear? She can't be that friend of yours."

Minghe directly issued the order to evict the guests, raised his hand and closed the door: "Okay, you have given the presents too, you can go. Goodbye!"

The door slammed shut.

Yin Shuhui looked at Sang Qianqian puzzledly: "Qianqian, didn't you tell me that Ruan Xiaoshuang had fallen off a cliff and is not here?"

Before, Sang Qianqian had talked to Yin Shuhui in detail about her entanglement with the Ruan family in the past year, so Yin Shuhui was very impressed with the name Ruan Xiaoshuang.

"Yeah, but Xie Shi'an had people looking for her for a long time, but they couldn't find her body."

Sang Qianqian murmured, "If Sister Xiaoshuang is still alive, it is not impossible."

She glanced at the closed door and knew that this was not the time to ask questions.

Whether Yuan Shuang is Ruan Xiaoshuang, and how she and Minghe became husband and wife, she will definitely figure it out, but not now.

When he returned to the small courtyard, Shen Hanyu hadn't left work yet.

He called and said that he might have to work overtime until late, and told Sang Qianqian not to wait for him, but to go to bed early.

Sang Qianqian helped Yin Shuhui settle her luggage, took her to have dinner together, and then sent her to the small courtyard next door.

The two chatted for a while before Sang Qianqian went back.

After taking a shower, she lay on the bed, Yuan Shuang's face that was exactly the same as Ruan Xiaoshuang was in front of her eyes.

There are indeed a lot of people who look alike in this world, just like the girl her brother heroically saved the beauty that day, she looks a lot like Ruan Xiaoshuang.

But no matter how similar they look, there will be differences to some extent, and it is impossible to be exactly the same as another person.

If Yuan Shuang is really Ruan Xiaoshuang, if she really forgets the past, it may not be a bad thing.

At least she is now living in peace and happiness.

Unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning, Sang Qianqian dialed her brother's video call.

The other end quickly picked up, and the screen showed Sang Minglang's handsome face and the desk behind him.

"Brother, it's so late, are you still in the company?"

Sang Minglang said "Hmm", "It's so late, but you think of calling me? Where's Shen Hanyu? Didn't he accompany you?"

"Just like you, he works overtime in the company."

Sang Qianqian said, "He has gone to the Zhenjia Group now and is very busy."

Sang Minglang raised his eyebrows, "I just said, as long as Shen Hanyu is around, you can't think of calling me."

"Brother, can you touch your conscience by saying this?"

Sang Qianqian tapped the position of Sang Minglang's heart on the screen, "I called you and Dad the day before yesterday and told you about Han Yu and I getting the certificate."

She suddenly felt blessed, "Brother, you don't miss me, do you?"

Sang Minglang laughed, "I don't think you have, but someone told me the other day that he was very nervous to go to Zhen's house with Shen Hanyu for a banquet, and he said he would call me after seeing each other. I waited for this I haven't waited for a call for a few days, so it seems that the meeting went well?"

"That went pretty well."

Sang Qian smiled slightly, "It went so well that I forgot to report to you, brother."

"Mr. Sang, here are the documents you want."

At the other end of the video, a girl's soft voice suddenly came, and the phone screen shook, as if Sang Minglang raised his hand to pick up the file.

A young girl's face flashed by.

This face seemed familiar, and Sang Qianqian was stunned.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like