Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

"Xiaomei, have I seen you somewhere?" Min Qinghua stared at the cinnabar in her plump forehead and asked.

"Dad, how could you possibly have seen Zimei? She was in A soon after." Min Gang found that Yang Zimei looked at his father with a different look, as if with a little obsession, his heart sank, and his tone was not. Yue said.

"Well, yes, I was in the hospital ten years ago." Yang Zimei nodded Min Gang's expression and nodded.

Min Qinghua's eyes flickered a little, and her memory pulled back ten years ago. It was true that she thought of the little girl with pink makeup and jade carving. Yes, her forehead also had a special cinnabar.

At that time, she reminded herself that the blood jade bracelet had a wicked atmosphere, which was the reason for his wife's madness.

After the blood jade bracelet was broken, his wife gradually got better.

"It turned out that it was you!" The smile on Min Qinghua's face was stronger and warmer, and the two dimples were more pulsating, "Thank you!"

"Dad, have you really seen it? In the hospital ten years ago?" Min Gang was too young at that time, and he completely forgot about Yang Zimei.

"Well, at that time your mother was crazy. She reminded me to break the blood jade bracelet to get better. After all, she is still our life-saving benefactor." Min Qinghua said with emotion.

Min Gang looked at Yang Zimei in amazement. He didn't expect that she and her family had such a deep relationship.

On the day his mother was crazy, he still saw it, panic and panic, terrified. It turned out that Zimei saved his family.

"Zimi, I don't know this yet, thank you." Min Gang thanked her.

"It's okay, I didn't do anything at that time, but just to wake up." Yang Zimei smiled slightly, "Auntie is okay now."

"Well, since then, she has gradually recovered. Now everything is fine except for her physical weakness." Min Qinghua said, "Thank Xiaomei for your concern. Since you met here, you Xiaogang's classmate, please come to our house to sit, okay? "

Listening to his warm voice, Yang Zimei could not refuse to refuse.

His voice, like a feather, twitched softly on the apex of her heart, as soft as water, like the last Min Gang, giving her the urge to cry.

In the last life, her crush on Min Gang was too persistent and too deep.

Or maybe, in the last life, she didn't love Min Gang, but the phantom that reached out to support her and smiled brightly at her during her difficult time.

This phantom is now superimposed on Min Qinghua's body.

"Zimi?"

Seeing her go again, Min Gang's heart caught something sensitively, reached out to grab her arm, and whispered.

"Oh."

Yang Zimei turned back, smiled at him, and nodded, "Okay, I also want to see my aunt, and see how she is now. And your grandpa, and I have a fate, ten years ago, he from Then I bought a wreath of golden hemp from the Shang Dynasty. "

"Oh? The golden hemp wreath was bought from you?" Min Qinghua said slightly strangely. "At that time, you should be only about five years old. Why are there antiques?"

"Oh, accidentally picked up a big leak in the antique world." Yang Zimei smiled.

"So it is." Min Qinghua nodded, looking at Yang Zimei's pupil with some deep meaning.

Min Gang found that he was almost like an irrelevant outsider at this time, and he couldn't get in the eyebrows between Yang Zimei and his father.

Suddenly afraid, he stood unconsciously between the two, blocking the line of sight between the two.

Min Qinghua then realized that his son was strange.

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