Chapter 599

Gu Qinghuan can't persuade Peng Kexin about Song Yi. After all, she hasn't experienced such a thing as Peng Kexin and has no qualification to say anything more: "no matter what, you should take care of yourself."

Peng Kexin nodded, his face was obscure, but his voice was still light: "I will take good care of myself."

Gu Qinghuan took a sip of coffee and suddenly thought of Bai Lao. He couldn't help asking, "I heard that Bai Lao's condition is more serious. What's the matter?"

"It's not clear in a few words. I asked a lot of doctors, and they all said that maybe he was stimulated." Peng Kexin rubbed his temple, in a worried tone.

"Or is it psychological?" Gu Qinghuan didn't expect that Bai Laoxin was so troubled.

"It should be, but I can't ask him anything." When Peng Kexin thought about it, he got more headache.

Before Bai Lao, his legs and feet were paralyzed at night. Now he can hardly stand and walk during the day. On the contrary, the examination results are very normal. He can't find the root of the problem. He can only watch him weak every day.

"Why don't you take me to see him?" Gu Qinghuan suggested subconsciously.

"I made an appointment at home at the beginning, just to let you see him by the way." Peng Kexin said and got up to settle the account, ready to take Gu Qinghuan to see Bai Lao.

Gu Qinghuan hasn't been to Bai's house for a long time. This time, she faintly feels a sense of decline. She laughs at her sensitivity. The next second, she hears Peng Kexin's general question: "is it much colder here than the last time you came here?"

Gu Qinghuan almost said yes, but the words changed: "it's OK."

Peng Kexin looked at her with a smile, turned and took her into the White House: "Dad, you see who came to see you."

Bai laoben lay sleepy on the bed. When he heard the opening of the gate, he raised his eyelids. When he heard Peng Kexin's words, he struggled to see the people.

"I should have come to see you earlier, but I can't leave all the time." Gu Qinghuan saw Bai Lao looking at his face a little strange, subconsciously explained.

"You are here at last!" Bai Lao said excitedly, but the volume was as loud as a shout.

"Yes, I've come to see you." In order to appease Bai Lao, Gu Qinghuan's tone became softer.

Bai Lao didn't ease down, but became more excited: "why don't you come earlier? Why are you here now? "

Gu Qinghuan and Peng Kexin exchanged a puzzled look. Peng Kexin explained on behalf of Gu Qinghuan: "Dad! They said, "I can't leave when I come back at first."

Bai Lao is still very excited. She takes a look at Gu Qinghuan. She quickly nods her head to show that it is like this.

"But what are you doing here?" After Bai Lao roared this sentence, he fainted and scared Gu Qinghuan and Peng Kexin.

Gu Qinghuan touched his pulse and looked at his eyelids. At last, he calmly said to Peng Kexin, who was worried on his face: "he was too excited before he fainted. When he woke up, it was OK. It was not a big problem."

Peng Kexin just wanted to ask Gu Qinghuan why he had such a big reaction, but on second thought, Gu Qinghuan certainly did not know why. She almost subconsciously looked at Gu Qinghuan a few more eyes, and suddenly felt that her appearance was a little familiar.

Gu Qinghuan covers the quilt for Bai Lao, and a little bit of broken hair falls off her ear. She reaches out her hand to pin it on the back of her head. It was this action that made Peng Kexin suddenly shine.

She turned to her room and took a picture. Gu Qinghuan asked her inexplicably, "what's the matter with you?"

"Look at this." Peng Kexin handed Gu Qinghuan the photos she had taken.

Gu Qinghuan took a look and was stunned: "this is..."

"I asked my father if he had a picture of my mother, and he gave me this." Peng Kexin said almost word for word.

Gu Qinghuan's face was even more shocked: "you said, this is your mother's picture?"

"Is it like you?" Peng Kexin asked directly.

Gu Qinghuan takes a breath. She also thinks that the people in the photo are somewhat similar to herself. But if it's really what she guessed, isn't it too bloody: "this... Is a coincidence."

"Probably not." Peng Kexin said in a deep voice.

Gu Qinghuan took a closer look at the photo, and he really couldn't convince himself with coincidence: "in fact, I have guessed one thing before."

"What's the matter?" Peng Kexin listened to her tone and knew that she no longer regarded it as a coincidence.

"But because you've adjusted your face, it's hard to find out whether it's true." Gu Qinghuan had some regrets in his tone.Now Peng Kexin is more surprised by her conjecture: "tell me about it."

"Remember when we were kids, we didn't show up in the same frame?" Gu Qing laughed and asked her a question.

"It seems that someone has mentioned it." Although Peng Kexin's memory is not so deep, he still has some impressions.

"Where you are, there is no me; Where there is me, there is no you. Don't you think it's strange? " Gu Qinghuan looked at her and asked.

"But it's all heard. Who can be sure that we haven't appeared in the same frame?" Peng Kexin retorts subconsciously.

"So I said, I just have a guess." Gu Qinghuan expected that she might retort in this way, so her tone was light.

"Well, suppose we didn't show up in the same frame, then what?" Peng Kexin followed her words.

"Then I have reason to suspect that there is something fishy in the middle," Gu Qinghuan said solemnly, "or we may look very similar."

"And it's the kind of thing that you can see at a glance that we're very similar?" Peng Kexin responded.

"Yes, is it possible?" Gu Qinghuan asked her.

"It's possible," Peng Kexin thought for a while and said, "but our two families are not related to each other. How can we have two very similar children?"

"As like as two peas," I can't think of it, "said Gu Qing, frowning." it's impossible that two children who have nothing to do will grow exactly the same. "

Peng Kexin looked at the old man still in a coma: "maybe my father knows why, and his illness may have something to do with it."

Gu Qinghuan also looked at Bai Lao, who frowned tightly even in a coma.

"When you asked about your mother, was there anything unusual about Bai Lao?" Gu Qinghuan thinks that things may have something to do with Peng Kexin's mother.

Peng Kexin thought about it carefully, but still didn't feel that there was something wrong: "he said that my mother had passed away for many years. I asked him again and he gave me this picture. There was nothing wrong."

Gu Qinghuan picked up the photo and looked at it carefully. He still felt that something was wrong with it: "there must be something wrong."