Seeing that Mo Ziqi didn't speak for a while, Mao Ruiping gently touched the tip of his nose and opened his mouth a little embarrassed.

"yes? You should have thought of going with me. ”

Seeing that the teacher was a little embarrassed, Mo Ziqi smiled bitterly.

This kind of thing is both scary and weird when you think about it, and if you want to say what kind of similarity, it can't be justified.

In the photo, the stubborn expression between the eyebrows has not changed in the slightest, just like what she saw in the office today.

"Some things seem to be unexpected by me. ”

Raised his hand and stroked it lightly over the frame, and finally his finger stopped on the blank edge.

The person in the photo, she can't hide it.

"I didn't expect that at such a young age, I met Qin Miao. ”

Mo Ziqi said with a smile, and it was not clear what it was in that tone.

Is it helplessness, or bitterness.

But the strange thing is that whether it is the young Qin Miao or the woman who holds him in his arms, Mo Ziqi does not have any impression traction.

Even if it's a little bit, even if it's an opportunity.

"Aren't you completely impressed? According to common sense, there should be a vague overview of the two of you in the photo, and besides, in the photo, the two of you are obviously very close, and you have never mentioned it?"

Hearing this, Mo Ziqi's expression suddenly paused, and after hesitating for a while, he repositioned the photo in its original place.

But even so, his eyes involuntarily followed the past.

When Qin Miao was a child, he could already see the outline of his current appearance, but the difference was that Xiao Qin Miao's eyes were full of smiles and innocent looks.

It's not now, when it's serious, there is seriousness and anger between the eyebrows, obviously I have experienced too much.

Thinking of the previous story, the man told him about his childhood, and he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

If they can, who wants to endure those winds and waves? Who doesn't want to grow up cheerfully in the arms of their parents and relatives.

Looking at this face that was similar to Dudu, Mo Ziqi smiled with relief again.

Just thought about it, this photo must not be seen by Qin Miao.

If he really saw it, not to mention any other evidence, just by looking at this similar facial features, he could determine whose child Dudu was.

Unless there is another possibility, it is probably that Qin Miao has a twin brother.

"Teacher, to be honest, I don't remember......"

Mo Ziqi opened his mouth gently, with a hint of pain in his tone, even if he was hiding it as much as possible, Mao Ruiping could still see it.

He didn't ask, this innermost question, I don't know how deep it will touch.

But as far as the identity of the teacher and his friend is concerned, it is not convenient for him to speak.

After all, there is a sense of boundaries between the closest people, let alone friends.

He won't take the initiative to ask questions, but if Mo Ziqi can speak at this moment, he must be a very qualified listener.

In the middle of the ring, Mao Ruiping walked out of Mo Ziqi's mother's bedroom and walked around the room, giving her a space to dissipate her emotions.

At the same time, Mo Ziqi sat on the bed a little weakly, looking at the photo there, his thoughts drifted far away.

It goes back about twenty years, when she was only eight years old.

In the early spring, however, she had a serious illness, almost in a severe coma, and did not respond to anything in the outside world.

And these things were all things that she heard the people around her talk bits and pieces after she was awake for a month.

Talking about what it was like when she was sick, she was pulled back from the ghost gate by the doctor countless times.

said that she was sick for about a month, and her mother only slept for an hour or two every day, and she fell asleep unconsciously in front of the hospital bed.

But after recovering, it took about half a month for Mo Ziqi to realize that she had forgotten some things.

It was before the coma, and the childhood of those years, like a white light before the opening of the movie, existed, but there was no substantial existence.

The inside of her head and heart seemed to be empty, and later I knew that she had amnesia.

For an eight-year-old child, it is a part of the memory that is not as terrifying as imagined, but more of a wonder or curiosity.

It's that when she sees someone she knows, she keeps asking about things she can't remember.

Some people say how good her academic performance is, and some people say that she is well-behaved and polite, but she has never heard any information about Qin Miao.

Even, let alone the name Qin Miao, even the Qin family has never heard of it again.

And when her thoughts came back, a few years ago, when she was about to learn that she was married to Qin Miao, she was only angry and lamented.

In this kind of family, marriage and love can't help themselves, like a fate that can never be shaken off.

Before seeing this photo today, Mo Ziqi had always thought that he was a victim of a family marriage.

But now, it doesn't seem to be like this, or rather, it's not exactly like that.

"I'm actually with this scumbag, childhood sweetheart?"

Mo Ziqi stared at the young Qin Miao in the photo and smiled involuntarily.

Sure enough, who can say anything about this fate.

Quieting down and dissecting oneself is never an easy thing to do.

My thoughts were a little distracted, and it was only after I heard the footsteps that I eased up.

"Teacher ......"

Realizing that he had ignored Mao Ruiping for too long, Mo Ziqi smiled a little embarrassedly.

"How's it going?"

Mao Ruiping spoke in a mocking voice, but he still couldn't hide his worry between his eyebrows.

"Well, it's just that I suddenly had an inexplicable bond with Qin Miao, and I'm really a little unaccustomed to it. ”

I saw Mo Ziqi stand up, take a deep breath, and the two of them comforted each other's feelings and looked at each other and smiled.

"If you think it's okay, come over here, I've just seen something. ”

Hearing Mao Ruiping say this, Mo Ziqi hurriedly followed and walked out, feeling a little nervous.

The side thing was a small storage room in the house, next to her mother's bedroom, so she never entered this room.

Originally, I thought it was just some clothes and jewelry that had been replaced, but after entering, I realized that it was very good.

I saw that there was also a small single bed in this room, which was an old spring bed, and it was piled up with cardboard boxes, which was obviously used as a table by my mother.

At this time, Mo Ziqi saw Mao Ruiping squatting down and pulling out an old wooden box from under the spring bed.