It was Song Yuan's favorite time to go shopping for New Year's goods. Lanterns and streamers were everywhere, and the New Year atmosphere was very strong. Song Yuan took Rong Ting to the supermarket to make a big purchase. Andy Lau's "Gong Xi Fa Cai" was played on a loop, and it was very brainwashing. Rong Ting actually hummed a few lines after listening to it too much.
Originally, the couplets were bought every year, but this year, Song Yuan only bought red paper. She solemnly handed the task of writing couplets to Rong Ting.
There was no need to buy couplets when there was a child at home who could write with a brush.
Song Yuan liked to shop in the stationery area. Rong Ting already had a lot of pencils, but she still bought him pencils and notebooks. She even bought a few sharpeners, not to mention the sweet and cute eraser. Rong Ting was very helpless. He also knew that he couldn't persuade her.
In the end, Song Yuan chose a very cute diary with a lock and gave it to Rong Ting. "This is for you. You're going to learn to write a diary soon. Don't worry, Mom won't peek at your diary. You can write whatever you want."
Although she said that, she didn't know if she would become a parent who was interested in the child's secrets in the future.
When she was in high school, her parents visited her personal space every day. Of course, these two people were openly waiters.
Song Yuan wanted to treat amnesia, and it wasn't just for show. She had been looking up information online for the past few days. In the end, she found out that one of her high school classmates was a nurse at the People's Hospital. This was a pleasant surprise. Everyone knew that it was easier to get things done with acquaintances. She had a good relationship with this high school classmate. Although they had graduated many years ago, they still liked and commented on each other's WeChat moments. In the age of the Internet, this was equivalent to half a bestie.
She contacted this classmate on WeChat. She didn't say that she wanted to treat amnesia, only that she was a friend. There were many examples of making friends out of nothing these days, so she didn't feel burdened.
On this day, she wanted to go to the hospital in the name of visiting her classmate. Her classmate was a nurse in the inpatient department, and they all worked three shifts. Today was the day shift, so she bought some food and drove to the hospital.
Her high school classmate was very happy to see her, but there weren't many people at the nurse's desk, so she couldn't leave. The two of them stood at the nurse's desk and chatted.
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. "" Wait for me for a while, at most ten minutes. When my colleague comes over, I can go eat. I'll treat you to a meal today. " Her high school classmate was very enthusiastic. "There's a hotpot place near our hospital that tastes very good. I remember that you like spicy food."
"Okay."
After the nurses changed shifts, her high school classmate went to change her clothes. Song Yuan went with her. The nurses also had their own lounge, but they had to take the elevator. The inpatient department of the People's Hospital was almost full, especially at the end of the year. There were even beds in the aisles. There were also many people waiting for the elevator. The hospital's elevators were also full.
When the elevator door opened, Song Yuan followed her classmate in. It was very crowded. After entering the elevator with great difficulty, she looked up and saw a doctor in a white coat coming out.
Song Yuan paused abruptly, his heart thumping wildly! That doctor, he, he seemed to be the brother in her dream!
Her first reaction was to rush out, but there was someone in front of her. She was anxious and helpless, but she didn't know what to do. Her whole mind was blank. In an instant, all the dreams related to her brother flooded into her mind. She stood there in a daze, thinking about what Rong Ting said about him dying on the battlefield. For a moment, she felt a whistling wind in her ears. When she came back to her senses, she was already pulled out of the elevator by her classmate.
"Yuanyuan, what's wrong?" Only then did her classmate react. Seeing her blank expression, she pulled her hand again. "Are you feeling unwell?"
Song Yuan's eyes were slightly hot, but she still forced herself to suppress her emotions. She tried her best to ask calmly, "Just now, just now, did a doctor come out of the elevator?"
"Did he? There were too many people just now, so I didn't notice. What's wrong? "
"That doctor is on the fourth floor of the inpatient department. He, he …" Song Yuan became more and more anxious as she spoke. She wanted to describe the doctor's appearance, but the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't find the words. "He's about 1.8 meters tall, has single eyelids, and his skin isn't very white. He … he …"
She didn't know how to describe it!
Seeing her lose her composure, her classmate simply pulled her to sit on a chair at the side. After listening to Song Yuan's simple description and thinking about the doctors in the inpatient department, she suddenly understood. "I know who you're talking about. It's Dr. Meng, right? He's a doctor in the cardiovascular department. What's wrong? You know him? "
Song Yuan nodded, then quickly shook her head. She asked carefully, "Can you take me to see him? He looks like someone I know, but I don't know if it's him."
If it were someone else, her classmate would have thought that she was trying to hook up with a rich guy. After all, Dr. Meng was also a hot bachelor in this hospital. Many nurses and even female patients liked him. However, the person who said this was Song Yuan, so she didn't think so. Song Yuan was their school's campus belle when she was in high school. A goddess of this level didn't need to chase after a man …
"Well, okay, but Dr. Meng is very busy. He might be doing ward rounds at this moment. "
"It's okay." Song Yuan bit her lip. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She just wanted to see what was going on.
"Wait for me to change. I'll go to the nurse's desk to talk to my colleague about something."
"Okay."
After her classmate changed, the two of them took the elevator to the fourth floor of the inpatient department. Her classmate brought her to the door of the inpatient department doctor's office. She pointed at Dr. Meng, who was washing his hands, and whispered, "This is Dr. Meng. He's very popular in our hospital. He came back from studying abroad two years ago. He's a top student, and even the director likes him very much."
Song Yuan grabbed her bag with both hands. Her heart was in her throat. She had just taken a step into the office when Dr. Meng happened to turn around.
Their eyes met. After Song Yuan saw his face clearly, she didn't know whether to be disappointed or relieved. Her heart suddenly fell to the ground.
Could there really be two people who looked exactly the same in this world? It was possible, but the probability was too small.
The Dr. Meng in front of her really looked like the brother in her dreams. However, when she looked carefully, they didn't look exactly the same. They were about seventy to eighty percent similar. If you looked at them in a dark place, they were almost the same, and it was difficult to tell them apart. However, when Dr. Meng stood in a brightly lit place and took a closer look, she could see that the two of them looked different.
Yes, how could there be so many transmigrations in this world? If it was reincarnation … then it wouldn't be that person anymore, right?
When Dr. Meng saw Song Yuan, his expression was a little surprised. He was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses. He smiled and asked, "May I ask which bed you're in? Dr. Wang has gone back. "
Song Yuan shook her head and lowered her head. Her voice was a little sad. "I went to the wrong place. I'm sorry."
"It's okay, it's okay." Dr. Meng's tone was gentle.
Her voice was also different …
Song Yuan turned around and walked out of the office. She smiled bitterly. What was she doing? Rong Ting had said that her brother in ancient times had died on the battlefield. Perhaps she was just imagining things. She thought that since Rong Ting and Yung Heng had transmigrated, maybe her brother in ancient times would also transmigrate. She felt that she was just imagining things.
At noon, during the hotpot meal, Song Yuan was also absent-minded. Fortunately, her classmate was also almost delirious from working overtime. The hotpot meal only lasted for about half an hour. Her classmate was very warm-hearted and asked her to keep in touch with him in the future.
Song Yuan didn't dare to let her imagination run wild when she was driving. She pulled herself together and focused on the road ahead. It was almost New Year's Eve, and there were many cars and people. No one wanted to have any accidents during the New Year. She was a person who was especially afraid of getting into trouble. She could be a Buddhist salted fish in other things, but she was very serious when it came to driving. She usually wouldn't answer the phone while driving, which showed how much she abided by the traffic rules.
She returned to the neighborhood safely. As soon as she parked the car, she saw Yung Heng's driver downstairs.
She originally thought that Yung Heng had also come. When the driver came in front of her, she knew that he didn't come when she didn't see him.
Sun Qiming's attitude towards Song Yuan was very good. It was almost as respectful as Yung Heng. "Miss Song, the boss heard that the city has a custom of buying flowers for the New Year, so he asked me to come over and deliver flowers to you."
Song Yuan's hometown did have such a custom. This time, she bought some flowers from the flower market and placed them at home.
However, the city was quite far away from Beijing. Why did he ask the driver to deliver flowers to her?
Song Yuan looked puzzled. Sun Qiming quickly added, "My hometown is in the neighboring city. This time, I came back for the New Year, so the boss asked me to deliver flowers to you on the way. The boss said that the plum blossoms this time were good and gave me some. "
Of course, Sun Qiming didn't receive any plum blossoms. However, he received two more months of salary than in previous years. Now that he had been by the boss's side for a long time, he had become very observant. His wife once teased him, saying that he now had the feeling that he was a eunuch in charge …
So that's how it is.
Sun Qiming opened the trunk. The plum blossoms bloomed very well and were very beautiful. Song Yuan couldn't help but exclaim.
The plum blossoms weren't heavy. Song Yuan tactfully declined Sun Qiming's suggestion to help her carry them. When she returned home with the plum blossoms, Rong Ting was reading a book.
"Are the plum blossoms beautiful?" Song Yuan changed her shoes and showed the plum blossoms to Rong Ting.
"They're okay." Rong Ting casually asked, "Mother went to the flower market again today?"
"No, this was sent by your father." Song Yuan was still sighing with emotion, "These plum blossoms are really beautiful."
Rong Ting's expression turned sluggish. He stopped flipping through the book. He raised his head and frowned, "Mother, these plum blossoms were sent by Father Emperor?"
"That's right. His driver lives in the neighboring city. The driver just happened to be home for the New Year, so he sent some flowers along the way."
Rong Ting lowered his head. His steamed face had a deep expression of doubt.
He had secretly sneaked into Father Emperor's secret room several times. There were many portraits of Mother Empress in Father Emperor's secret room. Most of these portraits had plum blossoms.
Didn't Father Emperor lose his memory? What's up with these plum blossoms? Could it be a coincidence?
Rong Ting sank into deep thought. quot;
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