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Duoduo was very puzzled, for the Grandma in front of her looked so familiar.

Song Qingwei was equally puzzled; this little girl looked so much like her Duoduo, yet she vaguely sensed sothing was off.

Her hair was tied into two small pigtails, she wore a blue and white striped dress, and yellow rain boots on her feet. This... this...

When Duoduo disappeared, the police imdiately sketched her likeness, so even after all these years, she had not forgotten what Duoduo was wearing before she disappeared.

Could it be Duoduo? Song Qingwei’s heart surged, her body trembling slightly.

But she quickly realized, it couldn’t be Duoduo. So many years had passed, how could Duoduo still look the sa as before?

Then she rembered the conversation on the bus, could this be Duoduo’s child?

She looked behind the little girl, but saw no adults from her family.

Puzzled, she slowly walked over.

The little girl didn’t run away, she just stood there, looking up at her with a puzzled face.

Seeing her holding her little head with both hands, she seed even more adorable, and more like her daughter Duoduo, making her even more affectionate.

"Little girl, are you alone? Where are your parents?" Song Qingwei smiled gently.

"Are you my mom? Why have you beco so old?" the little girl asked with so confusion.

Then she continued with a slight crying tone, "Mom, don’t you rember ? I am Duoduo."

"Duoduo?"

Song Qingwei suddenly felt dizzy, the voice, the face, it was her Duoduo.

Especially after getting closer, she noticed a faint mole near the corner of her left eye.

"Mom, don’t you recognize ?" Duoduo asked again in confusion.

Then she sadly lowered her head.

Song Qingwei quickly ca back to her senses. After so many years, her daughter couldn’t possibly still look the sa; it might just be a resemblance.

She squatted down, the vegetables she was carrying fell to the ground, and she held the little girl’s cheeks with both hands to look carefully. The more she looked, the more she felt she resembled her daughter, her heart stirred, and tears welled up, but reason told her the girl in front of her couldn’t possibly be her daughter.

"Why do you call mom?" Song Qingwei asked softly.

Just like how she used to talk to her daughter.

"Because you are my mom, but why have you beco so old? Your hair is white, your face has wrinkles, mom used to love being beautiful..." Duoduo sobbed.

Although the mom in front of her gave her a familiar feeling, she was very different from the mom in her mories, and it made Duoduo very sad.

"Because I’m old, I can only be your grandma now, but not your mom."

Song Qingwei still wore a smile on her face, but her heart was flooded with mixed feelings, and the more she looked at the little girl in front of her, the more she felt like her daughter.

"What’s your na?" She then asked with a smile.

"My na is Duoduo, mom, don’t you rember ?" Duoduo asked again.

It was the second ti today she asked, unable to hold back her sadness, she sobbed softly, tears trickling down her fair cheeks.

Seeing her crying, Song Qingwei felt a pang in her heart, as if she was seeing her own daughter upset.

So she hurriedly comforted, "Don’t cry, Duoduo stop crying, Grandma will give you an orange."

She said, about to search for the fallen plastic bag.

"Not Grandma, Mom." Duoduo stubbornly corrected her.

Song Qingwei paused, stopped her movents, and looked at Duoduo asking, "You said your na is Duoduo, what’s your full na?"

"Lin Yunduo, you don’t rember ."

Duoduo, wiping her tears, cried bitterly. She turned to leave, wanting to find her brother.

But her arm was suddenly grasped by Song Qingwei.

"Lin Yunduo... Lin Yunduo..."

At this mont, emotions overpowered reason as she once again took a close look at the little girl before her.

"Duoduo, you are my Duoduo, you are Duoduo..."

"Mommy."

Seeing that her mother seed to recall who she was, Duoduo, wiping away tears, called out with a sense of grievance.

"Baby, don’t cry, let’s not cry..."

Song Qingwei used her rough hands to wipe Duoduo’s tears.

In a trance, Song Qingwei had subconsciously believed that the little girl in front of her was her own daughter.

She said with so choking, "All these years, where have you been? Daddy and Mommy... Daddy and Mommy tried to find you, but we couldn’t find you anywhere..."

"Because the big villain killed and buried near the small river. I did co ho to look for you, but... but you were no longer there..."

Such horrifying words, upon hearing them, Song Qingwei found them sowhat amusing yet also felt their peculiarity.

"Children shouldn’t lie. If you were dead, how could you still be standing here?"

Hearing Song Qingwei say this, Duoduo beca a bit anxious.

"I am a good child, I wouldn’t lie, what I’m saying is true."

"The big villain chopped at my neck with an axe, and then my little head fell off..." Duoduo said, gesturing at her neck with her little hand.

Duoduo’s words greatly shocked her, making her feel sowhat uneasy. At this mont, she noticed more clearly that there was a faint blue line on Duoduo’s neck.

She subconsciously reached out to touch it, but Duoduo blocked her with her hand.

"You cannot touch it; brother said this place is very dangerous."

"What?" Song Qingwei was sowhat puzzled by what she was saying.

"After I died, my little head often fell off, so brother helped glue my neck back so that the head wouldn’t keep falling off," explained Duoduo.

Song Qingwei looked at her blankly, completely unable to understand what she was talking about.

Seeing her like this, Duoduo thought she didn’t believe her.

So, she put her hands under her chin, pushed up forcefully, and pulled her own head off.

Startled, Song Qingwei fell on her bottom onto the ground.

Duoduo seed completely unaffected, and although her face still had tear stains, she proudly said, "I didn’t lie to you, the big villain really chopped off my head, and he chopped several tis."

Hearing this, Song Qingwei’s gaze subconsciously fell on her neck.

Only to see multiple rugged and ferocious scars crisscrossing her neck.

Song Qingwei felt her head buzz suddenly, and at this mont, she vaguely ca to a realization.

She trembled and called out, "Duoduo?"

"What is it?"

Duoduo put her little head back onto her neck, and the wounds on her neck instantly disappeared, leaving only a thin blue line.

"Duoduo, my Duoduo..."

Song Qingwei, with a speed uncharacteristic of her age, hugged Duoduo tightly in her arms and began to sob loudly.

anwhile, not far away at the corner of the alley, Ruan Hongzhuang burst into tears in Shen Siyuan’s arms.

She sobbed, "Is everything Duoduo said true?"

She had never imagined that the lovely little girl who played with her yesterday evening had such a tragic past.

"Just as Duoduo herself said, she’s a well-behaved child and she never lies." Shen Siyuan comfortingly patted Ruan Hongzhuang on the back.

"Wait here for , I’ll go over there."

The crying of the two of them drew the attention of passersby at the mouth of the alley, and it seed that soone planned to co over to see what was happening. Thus, Shen Siyuan let go of Ruan Hongzhuang and walked over with big steps.

"Duoduo~"

PS: Asking for monthly tickets~, Chapter 130, has been blocked again.

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