428. Similar

Zhao Xiaoling took the photo curiously, looked at it, and was stunned, the person in the photo, facial features and face shape are almost exactly the same as hers, really! There is a person in this world who looks so much like her.

When Old Man Ma told her that she was like Jiang Guo's grandmother, although she felt a little strange, she didn't take it too seriously, because from childhood to adulthood, many people also said that she looked like her aunt.

Zhao Xiaoling has also carefully looked at her aunt's appearance, the two of them are nothing more than face shapes, both have fair skin, and both have big eyes, but they have their own characteristics.

My aunt's eyes are big and watery, and her eyes are big and divine.

So if you look closely, there is still a big difference between them, just because they live together, and others have an autosuggestive mentality, so the three-point similarity is also seen as seven or eight points of similarity.

And the person in the photo in front of her has surprisingly similar facial features and demeanor to her.

It can be said that the similarity has reached 100%.

Facing this picture is like facing a mirror.

But really, they are two complete people.

Zhao Xiaoling had a wonderful feeling in her heart.

"Why? Why are there two people in this world who are so similar? ”

Jiang Guo said: "Is it really similar?"

Zhao Xiaoling nodded, "Is she really your mother?" ”

"Yes, this is my mother, this picture was found from my father's desk, Xiaoling, don't you think it's weird? Why do you look so much like my mother? ”

"It's strange that there is such a coincidence in this world! If I hadn't experienced it myself, I really wouldn't have believed it. ”

"Xiaoling, I once had a younger sister and a own sister, if she was still alive, she would be as old as you."

"Jiang Guo, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand? Isn't your sister Jiang Tingting? ”

"Jiang Tingting is not my own sister, my real sister...... I heard that she died, but now I suspect that she is not dead, you look so similar to my mother, my sister who I heard is dead, I suspect that it is you. ”

Zhao Xiaoling's mind was a little messy.

"What? Jiang Tingting is not your own sister? Your own sister is dead? Do you suspect that I am your own sister who is already dead? Just because I look like your mother? ”

"That's right! At first, everyone in our family thought that my sister was dead, and my mother was depressed for this, and finally suffered from depression, in order to appease my mother, she adopted Jiang Tingting, but in the end, my mother still ......"

"Still how ......"

"Suicide ......"

Zhao Xiaoling covered her mouth in surprise.

A woman who looks so similar to her committed suicide by suffering from depression because she lost her daughter? Zhao Xiaoling listened, and a dull pain slowly spread in her heart.

The two of them went to the stone table where Zhao Xiaoling and Old Man Ma sat yesterday and sat down.

Jiang Guo told all the things before and after Ma Yuemei gave birth to her daughter.

Zhao Xiaoling's head buzzed when she was brought back to her hometown by relatives who took care of her, and when she was hit by an earthquake and the whole family and the girl died.

Is this true? It was as if she was listening to a story, a tragic story, a grief-stricken mother, a poor child, but this story was more than just a story, she could be one of the people in this story, a little girl who had lost her mother and loved ones.