"What do you want Father Matthew for?" Hua Chongsheng's voice suddenly sounded outside.

Hua Chongsheng walked in with Father Matthew.

Jiang Yufei got up and walked to Father Matthew: "Father Matthew, do you still remember that in 19xx, a man and a woman came here to leave a message?"

Father Matthew can also speak Chinese, and he was very confused when he heard this: "Why are you asking this? It's been 30 or [-] years. It's been too long. I'm afraid I can't remember it."

"Come and see this, it's left by my parents!"

When they walked to the guest book, Jiang Yufei pointed to that page and said, "This is my mother's font. And this inscription, the letter is my father's name, and the month is my mother's name. They were still living in London back then, so It must have been left behind by them."

Jiang Yufei didn't dare to say the real names of her parents.

Nangong Ruyue's name is probably known to many people.

If it got out and reached Nangong Xu's ears, maybe this guest book would be destroyed.

"I'll think about it." Father Matthew stared at their messages, thinking carefully.

Ruan Tianling suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with Hua Chongsheng's eyes.

He stared blankly at Xiao Zexin and Nangong Ruyue's messages, as if he lost his mind.

"Mr. Hua, what's wrong with you?" Ruan Tianling asked.

Hua Chongsheng came back to his senses, and he said with a slight smile, "I'm fine. Is this really left by Yu Fei's parents?"

"Yes." Ruan Tianling nodded affirmatively.

Hua Chongsheng stopped talking.

He didn't know why, but when he saw this message just now, he felt his heart flutter, and he also felt a little familiar.

It was as if he had seen this message before.

But he often has this illusion.

Sometimes when he saw something, he would have the illusion of deja vu.

At the beginning, he still cared about it, but as time went by, he felt more relieved.

So this time, he didn't pay attention to the illusion.

But those few poems were deeply imprinted in his heart.

[Mountains without mausoleums, rivers are exhausted, winter thunder shakes, summer rains and snows, heaven and earth unite, dare to break with the king! 】

What kind of infatuated and fierce woman would boldly use this poem to express her love?

Is that woman really Jiang Yufei's mother?

Hua Chongsheng suddenly became interested in Jiang Yufei's mother.

He should meet a woman like that.

"Father Matthew, do you remember?" Jiang Yufei asked nervously and expectantly.

Father Matthew said uncertainly: "I remember that year, a couple of men and women came to my place. They both had oriental faces and were very young.

Yes, I remembered!They came at night, and it was raining heavily. They knocked on the door and said they wanted to pray.

I let them in, and after they had prayed, I pulled out the donation box and hoped they would donate a little money, and that was me raising money for a disabled orphanage.

They were very generous at the time and gave away all the money they had, probably thousands of pounds.

In order to thank them, I took them to the library and asked them to leave a message on it.

It's been more than 20 years, almost 30 years, and I almost forgot if you didn't mention it.

Children, are they really your parents? "

Jiang Yufei nodded affirmatively: "Yes, they are my parents!"

"Where are they now? Are they still alive?"

Jiang Yufei shook her head: "My mother is fine, but my father had an accident, and I haven't been found until now."

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