Chapter 1778: The Chilling Dawn

No matter how unwilling Gu Nianzhi was, he could not continue to "press" an old man who was suffering from Alzheimer's disease and who was almost a hundred years old.

She had no choice but to smile and nodded, and said, "Excuse me, can I take some pictures in the yard next door? I think the yard over there is well-groomed."

The middle-aged woman didn't raise her head, she said flatly: "It used to be the Qin family's yard next door, but now it's under the name of Mr. He's, it has nothing to do with us."

It means that she cannot be the master over there.

Gu Nianzhi turned to look at the yard over there.

The flowers and trees there are sparse and scattered, and there is also a row of hydrangeas planted near the courtyard wall, clustered together with the hydrangeas here, blooming bustlingly, surrounded by bees and butterflies.

There is a huge camphor tree planted near the courtyard gate, which is green and has a faint fragrance.

Seeing that there was no one around, she walked out of the door impatiently, walked in again, walked directly to the edge of the half-person high courtyard wall, put one hand on the brick and wood railing, and jumped over it like a hurdle.

Huo Shaoheng: "..."

This skill is quite flexible, like a thief...

Huo Shaoheng was very angry and funny, but he couldn't help himself for a while, he followed Gu Nianzhi and jumped over.

When the middle-aged woman turned her head, she found that the two people who were still in her yard just now ran to the opposite yard, and turned over the wall from her own side. She immediately turned dark and complained softly in C city dialect. He said "little red guy".

Gu Nianzhi flipped over, only to find that the yard here is actually much bigger than the one next door, just because it is in the innermost place, so it doesn't look obvious from the outside.

Walking around the yard, there is also a chaste veranda inside, with a full teak structure.

The main building is a western-style small western-style building. The large round stone pillars of white marble are very magnificent, but they are not particularly eye-catching hidden in the deep corridors of green trees.

Gu Nianzhi walked around the small building, took a few photos, walked back to the yard, stood behind the hydrangea bush through the half-person-high courtyard wall, smiled and waved to the people in the next yard, Said: "Excuse me today, we have to go home."

She was going to bid farewell to Huo Shaoheng together, but maybe she spoke a little louder, as if the old woman who fell asleep just now woke up again.

She opened her eyes, and what she saw was Gu Nianzhi poking out from the flowers next door and waving at her.

Although Gu Nianzhi is almost half taller than the little girl in her memory, to this old man, the smile on Gu Nianzhi's face, the raised water chestnut lips, and the small dimples around the lips are all Evoked her long-lost vague memory.

In an instant, Gu Nianzhi and the seven or eight-year-old neighbor girl miraculously merged together.

The old woman sat up suddenly, looked straight at Gu Nianzhi's direction, and blurted out a series of fluent English: "Grace, here, don'tdothatagain. YourMomandDadwillbesoon." (Grace, come here, don't do that again. Your dad Mom will be home soon)

Gu Nianzhi: "..."

Huo Shaoheng was also stunned.

He quickly reacted, took a step back towards the camphor tree, completely concealed his figure, and only allowed Gu Nian to appear in the sight of the old woman.

The middle-aged woman beside the old woman was also taken aback, but she recovered immediately, smiled and said to Gu Nianzhi: "Look, my grandmother made a mistake again. She thought you were her neighbor many years ago... ..."

Gu Nianzhi opened his mouth and said puzzledly, "...But my name is Grace, so does your neighbor have the same name as me?"

This is obviously the name she made up just now.

The first time he saw this old woman, Gu Nianzhi somehow remembered that he had seen the name Grace before, so he used it by accident.

The middle-aged woman nodded with a smile, "My grandmother said that there used to be a little girl named Grace in the neighbor's house next door. She was very familiar with my grandmother, and she almost grew up watching her grow up.

You see, after so many years, my grandmother has forgotten her own children, but she still remembers the little girl next door, and sometimes she will bring it up and talk about it. "

Gu Nianzhi knows that Alzheimer's patients have no concept of time.

They remember events from long ago, but not recent events.

Their memory has no rules to follow. They may forget most of the people and things in their lives, but they will never forget the most profound things in their memories, and they will continue to be taken out of their memories and played back repeatedly. , like watching an old faded black and white movie.

They also have no specific concept of time. What happened decades ago, they may think it happened yesterday.

It is also possible that what happened yesterday will be moved to decades ago by them.

Gu Nianzhi doesn't know much about Alzheimer's disease, and only roughly remembers that memory loss and memory confusion are one of the main symptoms.

But just because of the same name, can this nearly hundred-year-old man with Alzheimer's disease recognize the wrong person?

Gu Nianzhi's intuition is not that simple.

She thought for a while, propped one hand on the courtyard wall that was half a person high, and turned over like a hurdle.

The old woman was in a hurry, she pushed the middle-aged woman away, staggered down the steps by herself, and faced Gu Nianzhi, still speaking standard Oxford accent English.

"Grace! I'vetoldyoumany! Don'tdothatagain! Younaughtygirl!" (Grace, I've told you so many times! Don't do it again! You're too skinny!)

Gu Nianzhi hurriedly went up to support the old woman, and said in surprise, "You speak English really well!"

The middle-aged woman followed and supported the other side of the old woman, and said with a touch of pride: "My grandmother was the first batch of international students to study in the UK. At that time, there were very few female students studying in the UK."

Gu Nianzhi nodded and said with a smile, "I can tell that the old lady's English is impeccable."

Now that the old man looked at Gu Nianzhi closely, he felt that she looked familiar, frowned, looked Gu Nianzhi up and down, and murmured: "... grow taller..."

Gu Nianzhi: "..."

She heard clearly this time, the old woman really regarded her as a little girl from her neighbor's house!

Was it Qin Su who asked? !

From the perspective of time, Qin Suwen lived here before his family was destroyed in a car accident...

Gu Nianzhi's heart moved, and he smiled and said in English: "Auntie, would you know when my Mom and Dad will be? I am really hungry." (Auntie, do you know when my parents will come back? I'm really hungry.)

The old woman patted her hand, then smoothed her forehead hair, stroked her water chestnut lips with her fingers, and said: "...grow up, little girl has grown up...you want to eat What? Do you still want to eat water chestnut powder cake?"

Gu Nianzhi didn't move at all, letting the old woman's bony hands like chicken feet brush across her face, and said softly, "You misidentified the person, I'm not your neighbor Grace."

"Why not?" The old woman seemed to understand what she said, and frowned, "You are obviously her. I remember very clearly that your lips are very special, like a small pointed water chestnut. Xiaoliwo. When you were young, you loved water chestnut powder cake. The water chestnut powder cake I made was your favorite. Your mother always said that it was because you loved water chestnut that you grew water chestnut lips..."

When the old man talked about these old things, he would talk endlessly.

She looked up at the camphor tree opposite, lost in thought, and murmured: "...Has it been a hundred years? This tree grows really tall."

She looked up at Gu Nianzhi again, "Even if it's been a hundred years, I still remember how you looked without burns."

Gu Nianzhi's heart was shocked, and his figure shook a few times.

That's right, what the old lady was talking about was Qin Suwen, the little neighbor girl who used to live next door!

And from the old woman's mouth, Gu Nianzhi learned for the first time what Qin Suwen looked like before he was burned!

There are also water chestnut lips and small dimples...

Seeing that Gu Nianzhi's expression had changed, the middle-aged woman hurriedly said apologetically, "Don't worry, my grandmother is sick, she doesn't remember very clearly, so she doesn't count."

"I remember it very clearly!" the old woman firmly emphasized. "I remember it very clearly. I will remember it in a hundred years, a century! Grace is a very beautiful girl! She will come back! She will come back Here, climb over the courtyard wall and ask me for water chestnut powder cake!"

As she said that, she looked at Gu Nianzhi's white and tender face, confused again, reached out to touch her face, and said doubtfully, "Your face is healed? It hurt so badly... When I was reading the newspaper, I almost I didn't scare you to death...now you haven't changed at all...have you had plastic surgery?"

Gu Nianzhi remembered that Qin Huichang's colleague said yesterday that the car accident had become a sensational social news, and Qin Suwen's burnt photos were even published in the newspaper.

If it were changed to the present, it would be impossible for that kind of photo to appear directly in newspapers and other media. Even if it were to be published, it would be mosaiced so that even the human form could not be seen.

But at that time, the photo of her being burned was published in the newspaper, and it was probably not printed, otherwise it would not have caused such a big impact on these people.

Looking at the old lady next door, she herself has dementia, but she still remembers some past events about Qin Suwen.

These elderly people with Alzheimer's disease will not remember if it is not the thing that impresses them the most.

And this exclusive memory is even clearer and more accurate than the memory of healthy old people.

Gu Nianzhi didn't know what mood he was in for a moment.

She should be happy, after all, after pursuing the question for so long, there is finally a glimmer of truth.

But the dawn made her shudder.

In City C in spring, the temperature has gradually risen, and the sun shines down through the treetops, making people warm, even wearing a thin coat is too hot.

Standing in this sunny courtyard, Gu Nianzhi felt a chill rise from the soles of her feet. She felt cold all over her body. For the first time, she was a little timid, not daring to face this possible and terrifying truth.

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This is today's first update: Chapter 1778 "The Chilling Dawn".

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