367: C367 The Familiar Swing Rack

C367 The Familiar Swing Rack

As if not expecting his sudden visit, Qiao An deliberately looked behind him to make sure Shen Anning was not there.0

After being slightly surprised for a moment, she smiled and walked out of the bar counter, "Why are you here?"

Shen Yijia's exceptionally deep gaze fell on her face and the more he looked at her, the more he felt that she resembled his little sister.

His smile became even more gentle. "I came to see you and to discuss something along the way."

When she heard that they were going to discuss something, Qiao An immediately let him sit on the sofa and prepared tea. "Jasmine tea or coffee?"

"Tea." Shen Yijia's tone had a deeper meaning. "My mother also likes to drink jasmine tea."

"Maybe it's because the taste of this tea is more fragrant, and there's no need to pay attention to the way to brew it." Qiao An added flower tea into the clean tea cup and poured it into the boiling water. She pushed it to Shen Yijia's hand. "Wait for a moment. When the tea is fragrant, you can drink it."

Shen Yijia nodded. "Okay."

Qiao An also made herself a cup. She sat up straight and looked at him. "Tell me, what do you want to talk about?"

Shen Yijia slightly clenched his fist, as if he was accumulating strength. After a moment of relief, he finally opened his mouth. "Qiao An, I want to ask if you still remember what happened when you were young."

"When you were young?" Qiao An thought for a moment. "How young was it? I have an impression that it was probably after seven or eight years, but it is not about everything. My memory is not good to begin with, and furthermore, it has been so many years."

Qiao An did not know why he would ask this, but she also told him the truth.

"I know you are an orphan. Do you not have any impression of your family?" Shen Yijia patiently guided her.

Qiao An was still curious why he would ask about this, but she still thought about it seriously. "There was a vague image in her mind. There were two very tall Golden Bell Trees in the yard. Her family built a swing under the tree..."

A memory flashed in her mind. She shrugged slightly. "But I don't know if this image happened in my original home, the welfare institute, or the Qiao family."

"The Golden Bell Tree?" Shen Yijia's expression changed. A deep look appeared in his eyes. He took out his phone and searched for a moment. He handed it to Qiao An and said, "Is this the Golden Bell Tree?"

Qiao An took the phone and looked at it carefully. Her eyes lit up. "It looks like this. There seems to be a small white house next to it. There is a swing rack and two Golden Bell Trees. When the flowers bloom, they smell very good."

"Go down and look at the photo album." Shen Yijia reminded, "There are related photos below."

These were the photos that Shen Yijia had specially instructed his family to take at the old residence this morning. Among them were the two Golden Bell Trees and the swing.

Qiao An looked down and indeed saw the white house in her mind. There were also some hidden scenes in the depths of her mind.

Her eyes could not help but become deep. She kept looking through the dozens of photos. She looked up and said, "These photos are?"

"The Shen family's old residence."

... "The Shen family's old residence?" Qiao An sounded puzzled.

Why was the old residence of the Shen family in her memory?

Shen Yijia looked at her with a deep gaze. "Actually, ever since I saw you, I felt that you looked very familiar, especially like my little sister who has been missing for more than ten years."

Qiao An was stunned for a moment, and the corners of her eyes and brows were filled with disbelief.

She clearly understood the meaning of Shen Yijia's words, so she found it more and more unbelievable.

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