Chapter 1850
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After hesitating for two seconds, an Xiaowan said in a low voice: "yes..."
In her mind, first Figuera's orchids flashed, and then, between the electric light and flint, she caught a line in her mind.
Is that a special, small orchid LOGO!
is as like as two peas in the orchid.
Some have their necks bent, others have their leaves up Each one is different. It's like that the footers are always different marks, recording the endless appearance of the orchids here!
Her heart beat, suddenly a little faster.
"Yes That's right... " Some of the old housekeepers, a little deep expression, whispered to themselves.
"What do you say?"
The housekeeper sighed and went on.
An Xiaowan followed, walking in the room, closer and closer to the French windows.
The sunshine warm sprinkles on her body, let her full of fatigue and pain, seems to ease a lot.
"My master said that sooner or later, you will follow her footsteps and find here..." The housekeeper's voice was a little hoarse.
An Xiaowan's heart, suddenly a tight.
Her hands couldn't help but clench them into fists. After a long time, her beautiful eyes glared slightly, and her voice tensely opened her mouth: "me? Your master? Who is it? "
At the bottom of her heart, there were a series of questions.
These days, since the island, she felt that she was beginning to feel the traces of her mother step by step. The woman who had never met by blood, who should have been the most familiar, had become the blood relatives of strangers.
The most familiar stranger.
In her heart, there is no outline of her mother, and she never thought about what kind of person her mother is.
She only thought that it was a soul that was no longer in the world. If it was investigated, it would only increase her own and father's sorrow. Therefore, she chose to forget.
But now, there is an image, gradually plump in her heart, shaping a fuzzy outline
"You are very much like my master." The housekeeper did not answer her question directly. He just shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "she may not have thought that you would be so similar to her."
“……”
"My master didn't tell us her real name, but we were all saved from the island by her, so we still wait for her day after day even if we are bored here."
“…… How does she know that I will come? "
"Maybe it's intuition." The housekeeper showed a smile, "just, you are probably a lot later than she imagined."
An Xiaowan felt as if he had grasped some thread, but when he looked carefully, he seemed to have missed anything.
So far, she seems to have followed a lot of her mother's path, but her identity, her name, where she is now To this day, she still knew nothing about it.
"I want to How to find her? " Ann Xiaowan was a little nervous and finally asked this question.
But the housekeeper did not speak, but pulled down a huge cloth on the wall.
Elegant cloth, gently fell on the ground, no sound.
An Xiaowan raised her eyes and looked at the huge painting on the wall, but she was stunned.
In that painting, there is a woman who is incredibly beautiful and graceful.
In her arms was a little child.
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After hesitating for two seconds, an Xiaowan said in a low voice: "yes..."
In her mind, first Figuera's orchids flashed, and then, between the electric light and flint, she caught a line in her mind.
Is that a special, small orchid LOGO!
is as like as two peas in the orchid.
Some have their necks bent, others have their leaves up Each one is different. It's like that the footers are always different marks, recording the endless appearance of the orchids here!
Her heart beat, suddenly a little faster.
"Yes That's right... " Some of the old housekeepers, a little deep expression, whispered to themselves.
"What do you say?"
The housekeeper sighed and went on.
An Xiaowan followed, walking in the room, closer and closer to the French windows.
The sunshine warm sprinkles on her body, let her full of fatigue and pain, seems to ease a lot.
"My master said that sooner or later, you will follow her footsteps and find here..." The housekeeper's voice was a little hoarse.
An Xiaowan's heart, suddenly a tight.
Her hands couldn't help but clench them into fists. After a long time, her beautiful eyes glared slightly, and her voice tensely opened her mouth: "me? Your master? Who is it? "
At the bottom of her heart, there were a series of questions.
These days, since the island, she felt that she was beginning to feel the traces of her mother step by step. The woman who had never met by blood, who should have been the most familiar, had become the blood relatives of strangers.
The most familiar stranger.
In her heart, there is no outline of her mother, and she never thought about what kind of person her mother is.
She only thought that it was a soul that was no longer in the world. If it was investigated, it would only increase her own and father's sorrow. Therefore, she chose to forget.
But now, there is an image, gradually plump in her heart, shaping a fuzzy outline
"You are very much like my master." The housekeeper did not answer her question directly. He just shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "she may not have thought that you would be so similar to her."
“……”
"My master didn't tell us her real name, but we were all saved from the island by her, so we still wait for her day after day even if we are bored here."
“…… How does she know that I will come? "
"Maybe it's intuition." The housekeeper showed a smile, "just, you are probably a lot later than she imagined."
An Xiaowan felt as if he had grasped some thread, but when he looked carefully, he seemed to have missed anything.
So far, she seems to have followed a lot of her mother's path, but her identity, her name, where she is now To this day, she still knew nothing about it.
"I want to How to find her? " Ann Xiaowan was a little nervous and finally asked this question.
But the housekeeper did not speak, but pulled down a huge cloth on the wall.
Elegant cloth, gently fell on the ground, no sound.
An Xiaowan raised her eyes and looked at the huge painting on the wall, but she was stunned.
In that painting, there is a woman who is incredibly beautiful and graceful.
In her arms was a little child.
After hesitating for two seconds, an Xiaowan said in a low voice: "yes..." In her mind, first Figuera's orchids flashed, and then, between the electric light and flint, she caught a line in her mind. Is that a special, small orchid LOGO! is as like as two peas in the orchid. Some have their necks bent, others have their leaves up Each one is different. It's like that the footers are always different marks, recording the endless appearance of the orchids here! Her heart beat, suddenly a little faster. "Yes That's right... " Some of the old housekeepers, a little deep expression, whispered to themselves. "What do you say?" The housekeeper sighed and went on. An Xiaowan followed, walking in the room, closer and closer to the French windows. The sunshine warm sprinkles on her body, let her full of fatigue and pain, seems to ease a lot. "My master said that sooner or later, you will follow her footsteps and find here..." The housekeeper's voice was a little hoarse. An Xiaowan's heart, suddenly a tight. Her hands couldn't help but clench them into fists. After a long time, her beautiful eyes glared slightly, and her voice tensely opened her mouth: "me? Your master? Who is it? " At the bottom of her heart, there were a series of questions. These days, since the island, she felt that she was beginning to feel the traces of her mother step by step. The woman who had never met by blood, who should have been the most familiar, had become the blood relatives of strangers. The most familiar stranger. In her heart, there is no outline of her mother, and she never thought about what kind of person her mother is. She only thought that it was a soul that was no longer in the world. If it was investigated, it would only increase her own and father's sorrow. Therefore, she chose to forget. But now, there is an image, gradually plump in her heart, shaping a fuzzy outline "You are very much like my master." The housekeeper did not answer her question directly. He just shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "she may not have thought that you would be so similar to her." "My master didn't tell us her real name, but we were all saved from the island by her, so we still wait for her day after day even if we are bored here." How does she know that I will come? " "Maybe it's intuition." The housekeeper showed a smile, "just, you are probably a lot later than she imagined." An Xiaowan felt as if he had grasped some thread, but when he looked carefully, he seemed to have missed anything. So far, she seems to have followed a lot of her mother's path, but her identity, her name, where she is now To this day, she still knew nothing about it. "I want to How to find her? " Ann Xiaowan was a little nervous and finally asked this question. But the housekeeper did not speak, but pulled down a huge cloth on the wall. Elegant cloth, gently fell on the ground, no sound. An Xiaowan raised her eyes and looked at the huge painting on the wall, but she was stunned. In that painting, there is a woman who is incredibly beautiful and graceful. In her arms was a little child.
