Chapter 196 Brother-in-law?

When Nangong Qingyin thought of this possibility, she could no longer calm down.

There are not many people who are similar in the world, but they will never be as similar to the girl in the photo. Unless they are related by blood and are twins, this only possibility can explain everything.

"You must ask grandpa for this matter clearly, but if I really have such a sister, why has my father never mentioned it to me?" Nangong Qingyin's mind was filled with various questions.

In more than 20 years, except for hearing my grandfather accidentally letting go, I never heard of having an older sister at other times, but the girl in the photo today made Nangong Qingyin begin to believe this fact.

Looking at the girl who was almost as cute as her, looking at the photo, who was almost as cute as her, Nangong Qingyin didn't look much joy, and she murmured softly with a little sad look in her eyes.

"It turns out that the reason why he saved me was entirely because she and I believed it. What's ridiculous is that I thought it was the so-called love at first sight." At this time, Nangong Qingyin no longer had the excitement and excitement of following Ye Huang back to the villa at first, but there was only a feeling of loneliness.

I have been fantasizing about it for so many days, but in the end it is just an illusory dream.

Although he was unwilling to admit these things, Nangong Qingyin still knew in his heart that he was just a substitute for the girl in front of him. When Ye Huang looked at him, he did not see himself, but his deceased wife.

Looking at the words wind chimes written on the frame, Nangong Qingyin knew the name of the girl who had passed away in front of him.

"Fengling, what a nice name. Sister, if you were really my sister, you didn't expect that one day we would fall in love with the same man, right? And your sister also became your substitute."

After sighing, Nangong Qingyin took a look at the photo and finally turned over to fall asleep. But when she turned over, she found that Ye Huang was standing in front of the bed and looking at him with a sad face.

"You...have you heard me talking?" Nangong Qingyin on the bed was startled when she saw Emperor Ye suddenly standing in front of him, and then she realized that what she had just said might have been heard by the other party. When she thought of the other party hearing what she said she fell in love with him, a blush rose above her pretty face.

Emperor Ye did not answer directly about Nangong Qingyin's words, but took a look at the photo of the wind chimes he placed on the table and lowered his head and said to Nangong Qingyin.

"Is the wind chime your sister right?"

"I-I don't know, I'm just suspicious." Seeing Emperor Ye staring at him, Nangong Qingyin couldn't help but panic.

"Yeah?"

"Well! I'm not sure, because the family has never mentioned that I have a sister since I can remember, so I'm not sure. But I think this possibility is actually very high. Why don't we ask when you send me back tomorrow?"

"Okay, I also believe that if there is no blood relationship in this world, two people would not be so similar. Sorry, I was shocked just now." After a smile, Emperor Ye chanted to Nangong Qing lying on the bed.

"It's nothing, actually I want to figure out if I have a sister."

"Well, then that's it. You can drink this black chicken soup. It will be good for your health recovery." Nodded, Ye Huang brought the black chicken soup he had stewed from the kitchen to the table and put it down, and chanted to Nangong Qing.

"Thank you." Nangong Qingyin said softly with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

At this time, she no longer knew how to define herself and the man in front of her who had only met twice but seemed to have known her for the rest of her life.

Brother-in-law? Or a stranger?

"It's nothing, you are a patient, this is what you deserve, drink it quickly." A smile appeared on the corner of your lips, and Emperor Ye helped Nangong Qingyin up and handed her the bowl.

Nangong Qingyin, who sat up, obediently picked up the black chicken soup handed over by Emperor Ye obediently and drank it bit by bit, finally wiped his mouth lightly and handed the bowl back to Emperor Ye. However, when she turned to look at Emperor Ye, she found that the latter was already stunned. Her black eyes were full of tenderness, as if she was about to melt herself. There was a faint smile on the corner of her lips, full of tenderness.

"He treats me as another person..." Seeing Emperor Ye like this, Nangong Qingyin was happy at first, but after a moment she woke up. The man in front of her might have regarded herself as the sister in the photo, and a feeling of sadness arose.

At this moment, the ecstatic Emperor Ye finally woke up, said apologizing, then took the bowl in the latter's hand and helped Nangong Qingyin lie down again to make up the quilt before getting up and walking out with the bowl, leaving a lonely back for Nangong Qingyin on the bed.

As if he couldn't stand this kind of depression, the moment Emperor Ye was about to step out of the room, Nangong Qingyin finally mustered up the courage to ask again.

"Do I really look like her? In your heart, am I just her substitute? You save me just because I look like her? Tell me!"

Although Nangong Qingyin's voice was not loud, every word was full of the meaning of asking for answers, as if he had to let Emperor Ye tell him an answer.

Nangong Qingyin doesn't like this feeling, a feeling of being a substitute. Even if the girl in the photo is really her sister, she doesn't like that she can only be a substitute for a deceased person.

After asking this sentence, Nangong Qingyin's entire body was instantly drained. She wanted to know a definite answer, but at the same time she was afraid that this answer would disappoint her.

After saying that, she lay there helplessly and looked at Ye Huang, with tears flashing in her beautiful eyes as if she was almost crying.

Nangong Qingyin always chose to show her strong side to the world. Even if she was a weak woman supporting the entire Nangong family forward, she had never shown any fatigue in front of the world, let alone crying with tears now.

But when facing the man in front of her, she could not do her usual strong posture. Her weakness and helplessness were seen by the other party, as if she was destined to be someone. She and she met him in this vast road of life at a point of fit that no one expected.

There is no joy in meeting the people you meet among millions of people as Zhang Ailing said in her novels, but only an inexplicable sadness.

What he hurts is that he has become a substitute, but what he hurts is that his lover will never come back.

I and him shouldn't have met, but they finally met.


Chapter completed!