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Chapter 22 Meeting

"Then what do you like?" Fu Ang asked next.

Liang Zhihuan thought for a while and then replied: "Sunflower."

sunflower……

"It's not troublesome to plant sunflowers. Since you like them, why not plant some in this garden." Fu Ang said.

Liang Zhihuan couldn't help but smile after hearing Fu Ang's words. Indeed, it is not troublesome to plant sunflowers, but...

"There won't be any flowers and plants I like here." She said lightly.

Fu Ang looked at the little girl who was suppressing her emotions and said softly, "You can grow whatever you want at home from now on."

Home?

Liang Zhihuan was stunned, and the sneer on his lips became even worse when he realized that Fu Ang's home was the Fu family.

If things were like this here, how could the Fu family be like her home? She didn't take Fu Ang's words to heart, and just thought he was kind-hearted to comfort her.

Fu Ang looked at the smile on the little girl's lips and said tightly: "I'm serious, as long as you want, you can do anything."

Liang Zhihuan looked at Fu Ang in confusion.

The sunlight on Fu Ang's side fell and fell on his body, creating a dim light that overlapped with his figure. Suddenly, a familiar figure came into her eyes, which pulled her thoughts away.

Fu Ang...

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Liang Zhihuan was lost in thought, Fu Ang called her several times before calling her back from her thoughts.

Liang Zhihuan shook his head, but there was still a trembling light in his eyes, "It's nothing, it's just that when I saw Mr. Fu just now, I suddenly thought of someone."

"A person? Who is he?" Fu Ang asked.

"A big brother I knew before." She explained.

"Really? Does he look like me?" Fu Ang asked.

Liang Zhihuan shook his head subconsciously. A bitter smile escaped from the corners of Fu Ang's thin lips, "Yes, how many people in this world are like this."

Fu Ang's words were somewhat self-pitying. Liang Zhihuan sat down on a chair nearby and couldn't help comforting Fu Ang softly, "I remember that the elder brother said something similar to this at that time, and I don't know that he is now

What's going on?"

"You guys lost contact?"

Liang Zhihuan nodded, "I met my grandpa when my mother and I went to the hospital to see him when I was seven years old. After two or three meetings, we never saw him again."

Fu Ang's plain eyes closed slightly and trembled slightly, "Do you still remember his appearance?"

Liang Zhihuan thought for a while, with a hint of confusion between his eyebrows, and finally shook his head after a moment.

Although she remembered meeting the eldest brother at that time, after all, she was only seven years old at the time. More than ten years had passed and they had not met again during this period. The impression of the eldest brother's face was also very vague.

Moreover, she remembered that her eldest brother must have been only fourteen or fifteen years old at the time. Even if she remembered, after so many years, his appearance must have changed.

Fu Ang asked a few more questions, and Liang Zhihuan looked sideways at Fu Ang, "Mr. Fu is very interested in this matter?" Fu Ang is not a talkative person, and rarely pays attention to other things, but now he seems to be interested in this matter.

This matter is of great interest.

Fu Ang calmed down and smiled lightly and shook his head. Liang Zhihuan didn't think much, got up and walked behind Fu Ang, and the two of them entered the house together.

With Fu Ang here, the attitude of the old man and Liang Shanghua towards Liang Zhihuan was obviously much better.

"Mr. Fu, thank you for today." Liang Zhihuan said after sending Fu Ang out of the door.

Fu Ang looked at the little girl and smiled, "What can I thank you for? It's a simple matter of sending you back."

The two people's eyes met, but Liang Zhihuan did not directly expose the words.
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