Wang Yuan also felt very unlucky. She was just visiting the military hospital, but she ended up running into Zhang Huamei.

It looks like she’ll have to consult the almanac before going out in the future.

But what Zhang Huamei said was indeed correct.

She hadn’t given up.

So every time she returned to Capital City, she would come to the hospital to take a look.

The child was lost from this hospital; maybe she could find her here.

And today, others might have forgotten, but how could she, the mother, possibly forget?

Today was her poor daughter’s birthday.

Twenty-two years ago, today, she gave birth to her and Qin Jingyun’s only daughter at this military hospital.

The death of her loved one was already a significant blow to her. If it weren’t for the child in her womb, perhaps Wang Yuan wouldn’t be standing here today.

However, she lost the child.

Wang Yuan, who lost the child, once suffered from severe depression and attempted suicide several times.

Later, she immersed herself fully in work, left Capital City, and went abroad, only then did she recover.

Wang Yuan thought for a moment, and tears began to flow.

Outside, she always appeared strong, but every time she thought about the daughter she only saw once, tears would uncontrollably fall.

Especially the expression of Zhang Huamei just now and the graceful daughter standing beside her deeply stung Wang Yuan.

If her daughter wasn’t lost, she would be that big now too.

"Here, use this handkerchief." Wang Yuan was crying muffledly with her head down, suddenly hearing a hoarse voice from behind. She turned her red eyes to look and found it was a girl.

Moreover, the girl’s eyes were just as red and swollen as hers.

It seemed like the girl must have also come here to cry alone, just like herself.

"Thank you." Wang Yuan took the handkerchief she handed over and glanced at the girl twice.

She didn’t know if it was because her eyes were blurry from crying or because she had been too deeply affected today, but the girl seemed to have a cleft lip, and she fantasized whether she could be her daughter.

She must miss her daughter too much.

She even felt a sense of familiarity when she looked at her.

"You’re welcome." Hao Lianlian smiled at her and then looked up at the sky, "Look, the weather is nice today."

It was a sunny day.

Good weather can bring good moods.

"Yes, the weather is nice." Wang Yuan wiped her tears.

The two didn’t ask each other why they were crying, just sat together on the park bench, enjoying the beautiful weather for a while.

"Time passes so quickly without noticing." Wang Yuan snapped back to reality with a smile, "I’ll wash the handkerchief and return it to you. How should I give it back to you?"

"No need, Aunt." Hao Lianlian shook her head, "I’ll wash it myself when I get home."

"How can that be?" Wang Yuan laughed and said, "Do you work at the hospital or? I’ll bring it to you."

"No, my grandfather is hospitalized here." Hao Lianlian shook her head, "If not, you can just keep the handkerchief."

This Madam had cried too sorrowfully just now, and Hao Lianlian instinctively didn’t want her to return here.

Wang Yuan nodded, stood up, and looked at the girl in front of her, "Have we met somewhere before?"

From the first glance, she felt a sense of familiarity, and thought her eyes were blurry from crying, but now her mood had settled for a while, yet this girl still seemed familiar.

As for who she resembled?

She really couldn’t remember.

Met before?

"Probably not." Hao Lianlian smiled and shook her head, "I haven’t met you, but you seem very familiar."

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