The two of them continued to look at the photo and flipped to the photo of Xin Manqing's family of three, in the photo, Xin Shanming stood behind, and Liu sat in front with Xiao Manqing in his arms.

Xin Shanming's smile is still very similar to when he was a child, restrained and not outward, but he can see that he is very happy.

Xin's mother smiled softly, and Xin Manqing's heart was very warm.

The little man in his arms is still very small, but he also smiles like hehe.

"You see, you were darker than your mother back then." Grandma pointed to Xin Manqing's little arm in the photo and Liu's wrist.

"Hahaha, really!" Xin Manqing looked at the photo and smiled, he could really be said to be an ugly duckling when he was a child.

"But the old generations say that people will change over time, those who were good-looking when they were young will not be so good-looking when they grow up, and those who are not so good-looking when they are young will change eighteen times when they grow up."

Grandma looked kind and continued with some pride.

"Look at my Qing'er now, isn't it very standard!"

"When you went to kindergarten, although you didn't look the most delicate and pleasant, and you still had a little baby fat, you loved dancing at that time, and you were still the leader of the kindergarten dance class!" Grandma Xin suddenly remembered something to boast about.

In her heart, her granddaughter is the best baby.

"Really? It's a pity I don't even remember, is there a picture of me dancing? Xin Manqing was curious, but he didn't expect that he still had a talent for dancing?

Grandma Xin flipped back several pages in a row: "Wow! This one! ”

In the photo, a little girl has long black shawl hair, and because of the performance, she has a big red flower, pink blush, and a red cherry mouth.

His hands flipped upward, one toe was raised, and the other hung straight on the lawn, his eyes full of aura, like a little red butterfly flying.

Xin Manqing couldn't help but touch the little girl in the photo with her hand, is this really herself?

Why can't I remember it at all, but ...... It feels so familiar! This face, where do you seem to have seen it?

Where?

Xin Manqing suddenly had a sharp pain in his head, and his body fell to the bed......

"Qing'er!" Grandma was taken aback by the sudden occurrence.

"What's wrong with you? Qing'er? She called Xin Manqing, for fear that something would happen to her.

"Head...... It hurts......" Xin Manqing curled up in a ball, holding his head in both hands.

"Don't scare grandma, aren't you okay just now? Why do you have a headache? ”

Xin Manqing rolled on the bed twice more, and finally fainted in pain.

"Qing'er! Qing'er! Mrs. Xin touched Xin Manqing's breath, fortunately, there was still breath.

What to do, this old woman of hers doesn't know how to heal.

Call an ambulance? Going to the hospital? Which hospital to go to? Anji?

Right! Anji! Bo Jingyu! Go to what Anji! Find Bo Jingyu directly!

Mrs. Xin dialed Bo Jingyu's mobile phone: "Jingyu! Manqing fainted at my place! Come here! ”

Bo Jingyu on the other end of the phone was originally listening to a video conference, but when he heard that Xin Manqing fainted, and Mrs. Xin was very nervous.

No, we have to go right away.

Bo Jingyu gave the other party a few simple explanations, and then drove to Xin's house.

How could this little wild cat faint suddenly? Can you still take care of yourself?

Bo Jingyu thought about speeding up the car.

After informing Bo Jingyu, Mrs. Xin carefully covered Xin Manqing with a quilt and waited for Bo Jingyu to come.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang, and Mrs. Xin hurriedly went downstairs to open the door.

Seeing that Bo Jingyu had a slight breath, probably because he didn't take the elevator and ran upstairs directly, Mrs. Xin's heart moved, this guy still has Qing'er in her heart.

It's not in vain that I'm so optimistic about him.

"Come on in, help me see how my Qing'er is." Old Lady Xin ushered Bo Jingyu into the door and poured him a glass of water.

Bo Jingyu put the water aside and began to check on Xin Manqing. The vital signs were normal, and Xin Manqing at this time just seemed to be asleep.

"Grandma, what were you doing before?" Bo Jingyu wanted to know about the situation.

"We're looking at pictures of our childhood, huh." Mrs. Xin pointed to the half-flipped photo album on the bedside table.

The page of the photo of Xiao Manqing dancing on the lawn was looked at by Bo Jingyu, and his eyes were fixed on it for a long time.

Then, Bo Jingyu came back to his senses, as if nothing had happened.

"Did she say anything before she fainted?" Bo Jingyu continued to ask Mrs. Xin.

"She said her head hurts." Old Lady Xin replied honestly.

"Headache? Photo ...... "Bo Jingyu is thoughtful.

"Grandma, as far as I know, there is a period of blank memory from Manqing's childhood, right?"

"Yes. It was the aftermath of that car accident twenty years ago. Old Mrs. Xin remembered the gray memory from before, and her expression was a little solemn.

"Grandma, it's okay, don't worry. Manqing may have been trying to remember some things from the past, which caused the headache. Bo Jingyu looked at Xin Manqing who was sleeping at this time, a little distracted.

He hadn't taken a good look at her like this for a long time, and if she was awake, I'm afraid he would resist for a while.

"It's okay, my old woman doesn't know how to heal." Mrs. Xin actually admired her own cleverness in her heart, and it was great that she could create opportunities for them to be alone.

"Then you can accompany her, I'm sleepy too." Mrs. Xin yawned deliberately, and her acting skills were online again.

Haha walked to his bedroom, leaving Bo Jingyu alone in the room.

Bo Jingyu stayed in the room all night.

I don't know when, I fell asleep on the edge of the bed, holding Xin Manqing's hand all the time, and slept very soundly.

When Mrs. Xin got up at night, she quietly opened the crack in the door and looked inside, and there was a burst of stealing fun.

The early morning light came in, and Xin Manqing felt that his hand was held down by something.

When I opened my eyes, I saw ...... lying next to my bed.

Bo Jingyu?!

When did he come? Isn't this grandma's house? Did she not wake up and dream?

Xin Manqing rubbed his eyes with his other hand, as if it was real?

It's a little reluctant to pinch yourself, so pinch Bo Jingyu next to you.

It's all a dream anyway!

"Xin! Spreading! Clear! ”

After this subwoofer, Xin Manqing knew that this was not a dream, it was really heavy just now, and it was over.

Bo Jingyu was a little angry when he got up, and he was really pinched by Xin Manqing, but he stabilized his mood and calmed down.

The dark brown pupils looked intently at Xin Manqing's innocent eyes.

"What do you want to do? Murder of your husband in the morning? Bo Jingyu raised his eyebrows, deliberately looking like an iceberg, in fact, it had been a long time since he woke up in the morning and saw Xin Manqing's face that made him miss it so much.

Now that I see it, I am happy in my heart.

"What time is it? Don't you go to work in the hospital? Xin Manqing suddenly remembered that her father's affairs were not clear, and she didn't know how to face Bo Jingyu's "teasing".

Her sanity was still there.