Outside the exhibition gallery, Ye Nianmo stood on the outside of Song Mengjie's body, helping her block the bustling crowd and avoid anyone bumping into her.

Song Mengjie's heart warmed up and she told her what she had been thinking about all night, "Grandma asked me yesterday when we were going to get married. I was afraid of betraying her, so I just said it in a perfunctory way."

Seeing that he didn't have much emotional ups and downs, and he didn't look disgusted, she continued: "I don't want us to get married. It will make grandma feel at ease. After all, she is very old, and you know,"

She paused and said with a guilty conscience: "You know I like Zhuo Xuan. We can have different rooms after we get married. If Yiyi wakes up, I will explain to her."

"We can't deprive you of your life." Ye Nianmo said solemnly, refusing almost immediately.

Song Mengjie was anxious, "I do!" She seemed to feel that her emotions were too much, she hurriedly said: "Yiyi is my best friend, I am willing to do these things for her, and after we get married, you can wait for her to wake up with peace of mind.

Already."

She was a little uneasy. She thought about it all night yesterday and felt that she should be successful. Now that Ye Nianmo thinks that she likes Hai Zhuoxuan, he will relax his vigilance and wait until they live under the same roof. By then, falling in love will not be a problem.

, even if Ding Yiyi wakes up in the future, she and Ye Nianmo have already cooked the rice.

Ye Nianmo is indeed considering her words. This is the best way at present. Grandma is pushing too hard. If she is with Song Mengjie, she can indeed solve the problem perfectly, but even if she is with another woman in name,

The name of husband and wife still made him feel like he had betrayed the one he loved.

The sunlight was a bit dazzling, and through the large transparent glass of the gallery, the paintings in the gallery were blurred, and in the most conspicuous place, a beam of sunlight hit a photographic work.

The woman is busy in the kitchen with her side facing the photographer. The yellow corn is cut into sections on the chopping board and the soup is boiling in the pot.

The woman didn't realize that she had entered the photographer's field of vision, so she was about to turn around and smile, not knowing what to say. She tucked the broken hair that had fallen to her ear behind her ear with her left hand.

Song Mengjie lowered her head and waited for Ye Nianmo's reaction, but then she heard the gentle sound of wind beside her, and Ye Nianmo had already passed her and strode towards the house.

She looked in the direction he left, and when her eyes focused on the works hanging on the wall in the gallery, she was shocked and murmured in disbelief: "How is it possible that there are people who look exactly the same? How is it possible?

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In the gallery, Ye Nianmo stood with his lips pressed tightly. His sharp eyes were fixed on the woman's face. Her frown and smile were exactly the same as those of the person lying on the hospital bed, which made him lose all of a sudden.

A square inch.

"This is my most satisfying work." A man's voice suddenly sounded next to him. He turned around and saw the owner of the gallery.

Edward looked at the painting on the wall with satisfaction, "Her name is Emily." There was an unobvious tenderness in his eyes, as if he was murmuring to himself, "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Can I meet this Miss Emily?" Ye Nianmo asked. He was always a little concerned about her. In terms of appearance, they were exactly the same.

He heard his heart beating wildly, as if he couldn't restrain his ecstasy. He just wanted to see that woman in the next second and see why she looked exactly like Ding Yiyi.

The man was a little embarrassed, "It's no problem, but she said she went to the rooftop to enjoy the air. She likes to go to high places."

"I was rude, we don't need to meet, thank you." Ye Nianmo felt cold and calm. That woman couldn't be Ding Yiyi, because what that woman fears most is high-rise buildings. How could she take the initiative to run to the rooftop?

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Chapter completed!