Chapter 177： I am Xia Xia

In fact, there are a lot of people hitting faces now. For example, a certain child star looks very similar to a certain celebrity. One big and one small looks like a small replica.

If I were similar in appearance to Xia Xia above, it would be too arbitrary to assume that I was alone.

But I didn't expect that even the photos from my childhood are so similar, and there is that scar.

All this seems to point to one place.

That's...I'm probably the missing Xia Xia.

Although this conjecture shocked me when it came out, even so incredible.

But conversely speculating, all the answers seem to be ready again.

"I believe it." After a long while, Qiao Liang looked at me with excitement.

He held my hand tightly, looked at me with burning eyes and asked, "Are you Xia Xia?"

"I'm not sure yet. Actually, I don't have any memory of Xia Xia. Everything before I was seven was blank." I looked at him and shook my head.

Although I have 90% certainty in my heart, I would not admit it rashly without any evidence.

"If all this is true, I think someone should know some truth."

Speaking of this, I think of my mother.

"That's my mother." I looked at Qiao Liang and said.

Ye Wanqing must have existed. After all, she had been living in the country for the past seven years, and the people in the village still remember her.

That means there is this person.

And it is probably the child in the photo I saw at my grandma's house.

It's just that Ye Wanqing is not me.

Is it possible to say that Ye Wanqing was dead 21 years ago, and then Xia Xia lost her memory and became Ye Wanqing?

"Where is the address of Xiangyang Orphanage?" I looked at Qiao Liang and asked.

"In the suburbs of Linxian."

"This may be right." I muttered to myself.

"Have you checked the admission records of Linxian Hospital 21 years ago?" I looked at Qiao Liang and asked.

"It takes too long, and those data have long been lost."

"At that time, I was treated at the county hospital, and then my mother took home. My earliest memory is that I opened my eyes at that hospital, but I didn't remember anyone or anything."

Thinking about it now, everything seems suspicious.

For example, my strangeness to my family, and the strange words my three-year-old brother said to me.

"Sister, why did you come back from the hospital?"

At that time, he wasn't particularly sharp in his speech, but he kept repeating those words, and chanting in my ear for several months.

Until later, he slowly accepted that his sister had changed.

At that time, I didn't study it carefully. Later, when I remembered, I thought it was his young age that made him say those strange things.

I remember when I grew up, and asked about my brother, he lost his impression.

But at that time, he was less than three years old, which was normal.

And my mother didn’t let me take pictures and didn’t let me go back to my hometown. Is it all because I was afraid of revealing stuff?

If all these conjectures are true.

So how did they hide it?

What is the purpose of this?

My mother lived in the city after I was discharged from the hospital. At that time, my dad had an affair and was about to divorce himself. Later, because of my illness, I had to give up the idea of ​​divorce.

My mother once said that if it weren't for a serious illness, my dad would have gone with the vixen.

In this way, it is possible that my dad didn't even know that his biological daughter was dead, and now this has been replaced by my mother.

The reason why my dad can't recognize is ridiculous, but it's plausible.

Because my dad works outside, he only went back once a year for the first two years. I don't even know what the child looks like.

Later, after I had a woman outside, I rarely came back.

Ye Wanqing has grown to be seven years old, and it is estimated that she has not seen her father more than once.

These are all what my mom said when talking about my dad before.

Although the derailment was finally revealed, it became a thorn between the couple.

So my mother shed tears every time she mentioned it.

On one of the days of the year, my mother felt depressed and went out quietly.

Calculating now, that time is just a few days before I got sick.

Was it actually Ye Wanqing's death day?

Thinking of this, I looked at Qiao Liang and asked, "Do you know when Xia Xia's death day is?"

"The 16th lunar month of the lunar calendar."

"Yes, that day."

On that day of each year, my mother would go out quietly, in a very bad mood, and even lost her temper at me.

Later, on that day of each year, I try to appear in front of me as little as possible.

It turned out that all of this was because that day was the real anniversary of Ye Wanqing's death.

Although I don't have any memories now, after smoothing these things, the pulse of the event over there became clearer.

It's like a mess, as long as you find the beginning and follow one direction, you can slowly clear it.

"Back then, Ye Wanqing should be the one who died." I took a deep breath and said to Qiao Liang.

I think of getting along with my family over the years.

My parents can't say how bad it is to me. Like all fathers, my dad is a bit patriarchal and busy with work, but it's okay for me.

My mother's feelings for me are more complicated. She says she doesn't love, but she seems to love her, she says she loves, but sometimes she doesn't seem to love.

When the life experience was solved, I suddenly understood what her complicated feelings for me were.

She regarded me as Ye Wanqing's substitute, but sometimes felt guilty.

It's like Luo Yao using Ancheng as a substitute, which is infinitely good for Ancheng, but just wants to make up for the newness in his memory.

But sometimes good is one thing, love is another.

She treats me as good as Ye Wanqing, but she can't love me like Ye Wanqing.

I mostly live in that home wearing Ye Wanqing's vest, and then fill the vacancy of a daughter.

"What do you mean?" Qiao Liang looked at me in shock.

"If I guess I am Xia Xia, do you believe it?" I smiled bitterly and looked at Qiao Liang.

Maybe going around, everything is just providence.

"I already believed it. When you told me that the person in this photo was the same as when you were a kid, I believed it."

Speaking of this, Qiao Liang laughed lowly.

Then, smiling and laughing, tears came out.

It was a joy mixed with a sadness.

"I've been searching for so many years, but I didn't expect that person would be here."

Qiao Liang also had a trance expression on his face.

"I didn't expect it either."

If I hadn't seen so many evidences and clues in life, I would not believe that there are such ridiculous things in the world.

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