Little Mr. is one hundred years old

King is going back to England, as a friend, Qing Huan still goes to see him off.

"Huan, I thought we could have a good night together..." King hugged Qing Huan with a look of pity.

"Can you learn some meaningful Chinese?" It's rare to learn a more difficult one, but it still means the same... Qing Huan was speechless.

"Huan, I know you must be very reluctant to part with me now..." King continued to say nasty words.

Qing Huan rolled her eyes and looked around: "Isn't M with you?"

"HeflewbackLondon. (He flies back)"

"Then why don't you take an airplane? Airplanes are faster than boats." Qing Huan paused and remembered: "Oh, I forgot, you are afraid of heights."

"..." At that moment, King's handsome face twitched a few times.

Before boarding the boat, Lynn, who was already sober, asked to have a private word with Qing Huan.The love words were unclear, so I listened to them, and it turned out that Lynn only said one sentence, but this sentence made Qing Huan stunned for a long time. What Lynn said meant——

'I once drank blood similar to yours, also Chinese. '

Blood similar to mine... what does it mean?Is it similar or...

Qing Huan knew that she used to have the same physique as ordinary people, but suddenly for some reason, her whole body was reborn, and she became what she is now...

Qing Huan wanted to ask again, but Lynn was already on board.

Watching the oil tanker go away, Qing Huan was full of doubts.

"Sir, do you want a ride?"

At some point, a car appeared beside him, with the window down, a head poked out, looking at him with a smile—it was a sign of Lou who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Now that everyone was invited, Qing Huan didn't want to be pretentious anymore, and got into the car right away: "Thank you."

"Mr. Xiao and Mr. Clarence are really good friends. This time Mr. Clarence only told Mr. Xiao when he returned to China." Lou Zhao laughed.

"It's not so good, it's just friends." Qing Huan replied.

"I heard that Mr. Clarence has been staying in Europe, and this is the first time he has come to China..." Lou Zhao looked at Qing Huan with a half-smile, "I don't know how Mr. Xiao met him?"

It's clear that she wants to talk to her, but Qing Huan doesn't want to hide it—"I have been to England, and I met by chance."

"Speaking of which, our family used to live in the UK, maybe we passed each other before."

Qing Huan glanced at Lou Zhao: "How old are you?"

Lou Zhao reported a number.

The corners of Qing Huan's mouth curled up, but he didn't say anything—it's absolutely impossible, because he wasn't even born when he went to England.

"I have an uncle and grandpa. It can be said that the current property of the Lou family was founded by him alone."

Qing Huan was somewhat puzzled by Lou Zhao's sudden nonsense, but she still listened to him continue.

"Our Lou family used to be a well-known wealthy businessman in Yicheng, but my uncle and grandpa chose to go abroad as a teenager. He studied in the UK alone, and then started his own business. It took him half his life to establish his own business in the UK."

"Why didn't he go back to China?" Qing Huan asked.

"At that time, there was a war. When he went abroad, the Lou family was safe and sound, but after he went abroad, the Lou family also collapsed because of the war. Not only did the family wealth disappear, but there were not many people left. My grandmother and It was at that time that my father was taken to England to live with him, and after my grandmother passed away, my uncle raised my father as his own son, and handed over all his property to my father as an heir."

"Does he not have any children?" Qing Huan felt even more strange.

Lou Zhao glanced at Qing Huan and said, "He never married in his whole life."

Qing Huan said hesitantly: "Your uncle...is there some hidden disease?"

Lou Zhao almost choked on his own saliva——

"Ahem, because there is always one person in his heart, and he can no longer tolerate others." Of course, in fact, it was also due to the difficulty of starting a business at the beginning, which delayed a lot and saw through a lot, so I didn't yearn for marriage so much.

"Oh..." Qing Huan suddenly realized: "It's really infatuated, it's rare, in that era, and with such a family background... Your uncle and grandpa must like a very beautiful woman, right?"

"Pretty should be...but," Lou Zhao paused, "he's a boy."

"Ah?!" Qing Huan thought to herself: Tang Qiwei fell in love with his former self, and Lou Zhao's uncle also liked a boy—could it be that men were really popular at that time?

"It's indeed a boy," Lou Zhao said slowly, "That was my uncle's grandfather's former classmate. When he went abroad, he originally wanted to take him away with him, but the boy didn't go. Later, my uncle returned to China to look for him. No one was found, and after that, he sent people to search in the country every year, but they all ended in failure.”

"It's been said that in the age of war, life is worthless. It is difficult for ordinary people to escape the road of death. Even if they didn't die under the guns, they might have lost their lives in various disasters." Qing Huan Said: "Could it be that your uncle and grandpa couldn't think of it?"

"He thought about it, but he still didn't give up, maybe he didn't want to believe it himself," Lou Zhao sighed, "He has been looking forward to reuniting with her all his life."

"Forget it, anyway, your uncle and grandpa passed away, maybe they can meet again down below." Qing Huan added: "Your story can be used as a movie script if you adapt it."

Lou Zhao chuckled: "Speaking of which, the person my uncle likes has an interesting name."

"What?" Qing Huan asked curiously.

"Qing Huan, Bai Qing Huan."

"Ahem." Now it was Qing Huan's turn to choke on her own saliva.

No, such a coincidence...

"What's the matter, Mr. Xiao?" Lou Zhao thoughtfully handed over a bottle of water.

Qing Huan took it over, took a sip, complied a lot, and said, "What a coincidence, it has the same name as me..."

"That's right, even the surnames are exactly the same." Lou Zhao said with a smile.

don't remind me so...

"Since it's such a coincidence, is Mr. Xiao interested in visiting my house and looking at my uncle and grandpa's belongings?" Lou Zhao suddenly proposed.

"Ah? This...isn't it good..." In fact, Qing Huan didn't want to go.

"It's okay, I don't mind, and I believe my uncle and grandpa won't mind either." Lou Zhao's words gave Qing Huan no chance to refute.

……

Forget it, just go, and you won't lose a piece of meat...