Chapter 1016
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Ding Han saw that Jian Haijun's eyes were filled with tears and she felt sad for some reason. Something seemed to want to come out of her mind and there was a sharp pain in her temples.
Ding Han frowned slightly. She picked up the teacup and took a sip to hide her discomfort.
Yao Huiqin could understand Jian Haijun's feelings. She was so excited when she saw Ding Han, let alone Jian Haijun who had always treated Jian Xi like his own daughter.
Yao Huiqin sighed and said, "She's not Xiao Xi. She's Ding Han."
Jian Haijun shook his head and tears flowed down his face. "Xiao Xi, do you really not know me?"
Ding Han saw that Jian Haijun was crying and her headache got worse. She endured the discomfort and said to Jian Haijun, "I'm sorry, you've got the wrong person. I don't know you."
"How can you … not know me?" Jian Haijun was in disbelief. He looked exactly like Jian Xi. Jian Haijun pointed at his face with a trembling finger. "Xiao Xi … look carefully … I'm Jian Haijun … Jian Haijun … it's you …"
"Old Jian." Yao Huiqin interrupted Jian Haijun in time.
Jian Haijun moved his trembling lips and didn't continue speaking. He bent down to take the tea on the table and wanted to drink a few sips to ease his emotions.
However, his hands were trembling so much that he couldn't even hold the tea properly. The tea in the teacup splashed on the table.
Ding Han's gaze followed the tea on the table and moved to Jian Haijun's body.
This man looked especially old and skinny. The knuckles of the hand he used to hold the tea were full of calluses.
There were large and small cracks all over his fingers. It was obvious that he often did farm work.
Perhaps he was too pitiful, but Ding Han felt a trace of heartache in her heart.
Waves of headache came one after another.
Ding Han frowned indifferently. This time, the headache seemed to be more urgent than before. In the past, she would sometimes delay treatment because of work, but it had never hurt so badly.
At first, it was a little dizzy and the pain intensified slowly.
This time, it was as painful as being pricked by needles at the beginning. Now, the pain was unbearable.
Yao Huiqin noticed that there was something wrong with Ding Han's expression. He hurriedly asked, "Miss Ding, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? "
Ding Han put down the teacup in her hand and pressed her temples hard. "I've been working late these days, and I have a migraine. I'm really not feeling well now. I'm sorry that I can't accompany you."
Yao Huiqin looked nervous and worried. "Shall I take you to the hospital?"
Ding Han stood up. "It's okay. I have medicine for migraine headaches at home. I'll be fine after taking some medicine and sleeping."
Yao Huiqin stood up as well. "Shall I send you off?"
"It's okay. You take care of your friend. He looks a little emotional." Ding Han glanced at Jian Haijun and turned to leave the room.
Seeing that Ding Han was leaving, Jian Haijun wanted to chase after her. In the end, he resisted the urge and looked at Yao Huiqin. "I … I didn't expect them to be so similar … I'm sorry … I've troubled you."
Yao Huiqin shook his head to show that it was okay. He only asked, "Do you think Ding Han is Xiao Xi?"
Jian Haijun nodded. The tears that he had wiped away started to flow again.
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