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Chapter 808 Hearsay, how did you find this place?

Fortunately, after breakfast, the two managed to reach a consensus.

Putting aside their past mutual dislike, they stayed behind at Cuiping, waiting for their wife (best friend) to grace them with her presence.

"Consider this meal as a way of entertaining you. Mingxin suggested that I go out for some fresh air and fresh air. You two can make yourselves at home; I won't keep you company."

"This is a free breakfast from the hotel! Forget it, I feel uncomfortable asking you to treat me to a meal. I don't need your hospitality. Just let me know when Mingxin is free, otherwise I'll complain about you when I see her."

She couldn't just stay in the hotel and wait idly. Since she was already in Cuiping, she could take a stroll in the nearby Cuiping Mountain while waiting for others.

However, once you enter the mountains, there's an additional limitation: your phone may occasionally miss calls or messages due to no signal or a weak signal.

The more people write to you, the greater the chance of receiving a message.

Li Xingchuan: "You're good!"

"Thanks for the compliment."

After breakfast, the two went their separate ways.

Li Xingchuan went back to his room to change into some comfortable sportswear and casual clothes. He didn't forget to send a message to his wife to let her know. Only after doing all this did he put on his photography gear, which he always carried with him whenever he went out, and left the hotel.

After all, it's really frustrating if you see a beautiful view or get inspired while you want to paint, but you don't have any tools at hand.

Zhu Heng and Que Bingchen didn't linger at the hotel for long. After quickly tidying up their room, they rented a car from the hotel and headed straight for Cuiping Mountain.

About three hours later.

At the foot of Cuiping Mountain, in the courtyard of a farmhouse where people can rest and eat, three people met face to face in the corridor leading to the restroom.

Although Li Xingchuan and Zhu Heng didn't say anything, the look in their eyes conveyed the same message: How come we keep running into each other everywhere? They're like ghosts that just won't leave us!

Finally, Que Bingchen spoke up to break the awkward silence: "Well, since we've run into each other, why don't we just eat together?"

The owner of the guesthouse wouldn't give us a private room since we were only three people, so we had to go to the main hall outside.

When Anjing was halfway through her meal, people from the next table arrived and ordered more drinks.

After a few drinks, they started chatting.

The three of them silently sped up their eating, wanting to finish quickly and leave.

But as they ate, their pace slowed down, and all three pairs of ears perked up silently.

"I heard that the matter of that little girl from Changhe Village has even alarmed some big shots in Beijing!"

"Hey, I also know that a minibus drove into the village yesterday and hasn't left yet. It's probably there to study that girl."

"I knew it, it was only a matter of time."

"It's been several months, and I've heard that people are still looking for that miracle doctor on Cuiping Mountain."

"Has any of you gone to Changhe Village to take a look? I heard that the girl has changed a lot. She's incredibly beautiful now, and she looks like a completely different person from before."

"It's kind of scary. I mentioned this to my family before, and my grandma said that it wasn't that the little girl who had a terminal illness recovered, but that someone came back to life by borrowing her body."

"Ouch, now that you mention it, I feel a chill down my spine."

"Have a drink to boost your courage."

"I think if someone were to get a terminal illness that can't be cured, there would still be quite a few people willing to take the gamble."

"Well, until that time comes, no one can say for sure."

"I wonder if those experts who came from Beijing this time will be able to learn anything from that young girl."

……

After finishing their meal and paying the bill, the three of them glanced at the group at the next table who were still drinking and chatting non-stop, then walked out to the parking lot and stopped again in unison.

Zhu Heng looked at Li Xingchuan: "Those experts at the next table who were talking about being stationed in Changhe Village, could they be Mingxin's team?"

Li Xingchuan nodded: "They did indeed set off in a minibus yesterday morning."

"If we travel all the way to Changhe Village and happen to run into each other there, it shouldn't affect Mingxin, right?" Li Xingchuan's expression revealed a struggle.

He certainly dreams of being close to his wife, but what if his presence there affects her work...?

Seeing his expression, Zhu Heng turned to exchange a glance with her husband and said, "Anyway, A-Chen and I have decided to go. It's up to you whether you go or not."

It's better if she doesn't go; then Mingxin's free time will all be hers.

As for her husband, he can just go somewhere cool and stay there.

Li Xingchuan immediately understood what she was up to, and gritted his teeth: "Go!"

Once back in the car, Zhu Heng's face darkened. Turning to her husband, whose expression had also turned serious, she asked, "You thought of that too?"

"Ah."

"Then it's definitely necessary to go and see for yourself."

Although it's just hearsay at the moment, the fact that my best friend's medical team traveled all the way from Beijing to participate in the free clinic makes it very likely to be true.

"I wonder if the girl those people were talking about earlier is in the same situation as Shuangshuang?"

"We'll know when we see them." Que Bingchen checked Changhe Village on the map, turned on the navigation, and then started the car. "It's a bit far, you should take a nap first."

"Ah."

Li Xingchuan was driving his own car when he saw the car in front start moving, so he quickly followed.

The two cars rushed as fast as they could and finally saw the sign for Changhe Village before sunset.

The first building you see when you enter the village is the Changhe Village Health Clinic.

As soon as the three of them got out of the car, they couldn't help but look in the direction of the clinic, but after a few seconds they looked away with difficulty.

The villagers passing by are already used to the out-of-town vehicles that frequently enter the village. Most of them take a look and leave, while some outgoing ones take the initiative to go up and chat.

"Who are you people, and what are you doing here?"

Li Xingchuan: "Painter, sketching."

Zhu Heng: "I'm traveling. The scenery here looks nice."

"Oh, I thought..." The man paused, then smiled again, "Then feel free to wander around. If you want to stay overnight, you can consider my place, the one in the front yard. It's only fifty yuan a night, and thirty more for meals."

Zhu Heng smiled and nodded, "Okay, we'll talk about it later."

After the villager who had come over to solicit customers left, the three of them pretended to be admiring the scenery as they walked into the village, occasionally taking out their phones to take pictures.

At least we have to make it look real.

I just lingered a little too long at the entrance of the clinic.

Seeing this, Que Bingchen had no choice but to urge them on: "Let's go, or we'll be exposed if we dawdle any longer!"

Li Xingchuan and Zhu Heng took one last look at the clinic's main gate and were about to leave when they caught a glimpse of the door next to the main gate, which had a sign for the reception room, being opened from the inside. They instinctively turned their heads to look at it again.

Ye Mingxin was holding Qiaoqiao's hand, about to take her home before dark, when she looked up and met three pairs of eyes staring at her at the same time, and she was stunned.

It wasn't until Qiaoqiao tugged at her hand that she finally snapped out of her daze. "You, how did you find this place?"

This sound brought Zhu Heng back to her senses. She stared at her best friend, who was only three meters away, wearing a blue coat, with her long hair simply tied up, and whose appearance was almost identical to that in her memory. Suddenly, she pinched the arm next to her hard.

Que Bingchen almost cried out for a moment, taking a sharp breath: "Hiss!"

Zhu Heng: "Does it hurt?"

Que Bingchen: "...Hmm."

Zhu Heng: "Then it seems I'm not dreaming."

She thought of the time she met Li Xingchuan at the hotel restaurant that morning, and how he told her about her best friend's recent situation.

It turns out it's true, literally, no different from before!
Has the past twenty-odd years simply lingered so splendidly on my best friend?