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"Oh? Mr. Song..." Xia Qinghan was a little surprised.

"Yeah, Mr. Song, don't you know him?" The dean said: "As for his name, the locals must know it."

"I'm not a local." Xia Qinghan said.

"I hear your accent sounds like a local, isn't it from us?" It was the dean's turn to be surprised, and said: "Mr. Song is a good person, he and Miss Xia have been supporting We are here, it's a pity that Miss Xia passed away unexpectedly."

"I don't know much." Xia Qinghan shook his head.

"If you are interested, you can find out that Miss Xia's life is very legendary. When I live so old and meet all kinds of people, I am deeply impressed by Miss Xia and Mr. Song. It's really a good match." Speaking of this, the dean laughed, and his face was filled with joy.

Just finished speaking, the expression on her face became lonely again: "It's just that good people don't live long, and a kind and low-key person like Miss Xia has encountered such a thing..."

Xia Qinghan was silent.

The dean glanced at her and said apologetically, "Look at what I told you, you don't understand these things, but I keep talking in front of you."

"It doesn't matter, what do you want to say, just say it, I have no intention of passing by here today, it is fate to meet you." Xia Qinghan smiled.

The dean looked at her again and again, "lady, I found that you and Miss Xia... look a bit similar."

"You're not the first to say this about me."

, Could it be a relative of Miss Xia? Are you looking for relatives?" So I went to the place where Miss Xia had been before?

I have to say, **** is still old and spicy.

The dean is worthy of his age, and he has already cultivated into a sharp eye. No matter whether he is guessing or doubting, he will get the idea if he asks casually.

Xia Qinghan has long since reached home, and the expression on her face has not changed from beginning to end, "I'm not a native of Sagar, I'm from abroad, and I just came in to take a look today because I didn't intend to pass by. Yes, don't think about it too much."

"Oh, so that's what it is, you're not from country A." The dean nodded unexpectedly, then stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, I'm the dean here, my surname is Chen."

"Hello, I'm..." Looking at the hand stretched out in front of her, Xia Qinghan couldn't hold it, didn't she want to introduce herself and tell the hospital Long, her name is Xia Qinghan.

Will it scare the Dean?

I don't like telling strangers my real name."

"Grandma Dean! Who are you talking to?"

The singing on the lawn stopped abruptly.

A nursery rhyme has been played.

The little girl who sang the lead singer held the skirt with both hands, and was looking for her while listening to the direction of the dean.

"Xinyi, come here."

The Dean beckoned.

The little girl named Xinyi listened carefully to the position where the voice came, then walked over slowly and said, "Grandma Dean, did I just lead everyone to sing well?"

"It sounds good, it sounds very good, it doesn't attract the passing little brother in."

The dean was leaning on a cane in one hand and holding Xinyi's little hand in the other, "This little brother just praised me for your very good singing."

"Really! That's great!" A big smile rose on the little girl's face.

Seeing this, Xia Qinghan couldn't help laughing, "Yes, it sounds very nice."

She loves nursery rhymes.

Because of the children's singing, it is clear and clean.

"Then Mr. Song will definitely like our performance!" The little girl smiled brighter.

Xia Qinghan's expression was slightly stagnant.

This Song Ci, no matter where he goes, all men, women, young and old will take everything.

Even seven or eight-year-old children are so happy to mention his name.

"Are you going to hold a cultural performance?" Xia Qinghan asked.

The dean shook his head and said, "It's not a cultural performance, it's Miss Xia's death for several months, and Mr. Song has never held a funeral for her. A few days ago, I received a call from Mr. Song's secretary, Song My husband is planning to hold a funeral, and the secretary hopes that the children of our orphanage will attend and recite one of her favorite songs, Farewell, in front of Miss Xia's tomb."

"Oh, that's it..."

Her trip was not in vain.

I don't know which mechanism was triggered, Song Ci is finally going to hold a funeral for her...

"Did you say when the funeral will be held?" she asked.

"No." The dean shook his head: "Listen to what Mr. Song's secretary said, Mr. Song just planned to hold it, and didn't say it for sure, so he told us to prepare first."

"Speaking of which...Mr. Song's mind is really unpredictable. It has been several months since Miss Xia passed away, and he only thinks of letting her go to the ground for safety. It's not like Mr. Song's Style of doing things."

"In your eyes, what kind of person do you think that Mr. Song is?" Xia Qinghan was curious.

"Mr. Song is a very gentle, gentle, principled person." The dean thought about it and said, "Miss Xia is a good match."

This is the second time she mentions the word "good match".

Xia Qinghan subconsciously ignored and asked, "What about Miss Xia?"

"If Mr. Song's gentleness is the moon hanging in the sky, which sprinkles the soft moonlight on the earth, then Miss Xia is the sun in the sky, and her light is more dazzling than Mr. Song."

The dean said, and sighed heavily, "Miss Xia is a very, very good girl in my eyes, I miss her very much, when she first found this to help us, I misunderstood She thought she was using charity as a means to gain fame, and the children here as a tool to gain fame."

"Later I learned that because of her background, she really cares about the children who like it here, and will come to see whenever she has time. My legs and feet are not good. She asked the assistant to send supplements several times. Even my crutches are custom-made by her."

"What Miss Xia did silently, her kindness and kindness to people, should be known to more people, many media interviews, I want to tell you this, but Miss Xia does not agree, She doesn't want the public to pay too much attention to her private life, other than making movies and winning awards."

"This year's Chinese New Year, we planned to spend together here, but such a good girl, I will never see her again, I am old, and I don't know when she died After that, what can be done for her, everyone who loves her never thought she would leave in that way."