NovelEnglishCecelia followed and stood up, smiling, "Good. The Cole residence is certianly worth a tour."
Cecelia followed Michal to have a tour around the rooms. The residence was old and rustic, and collections of antique artifacts
could be seen everywhere.
"This is the study. But no one has been here for a while." Michal introduced as she led Cecelia into the last place.
"Well, it looks like the Cole family was also a literary family once upon a time, not just businessmen."
Cecelia looked around and lamented.
The Cole family was naturally a famous family, otherwise how could Rodney marry Mia back then.
"Unfortunately, Mia died too early. Otherwise, our two families would still be friends today."
"I've never met my aunt either. Ever since | can remember, my family has never been allowed to mention her. Anyone who
mentioned it would be scolded severely by grandparents." Michal shrugged, "I heard that Mia is very beautiful, gentle and
knowledgeable. In short, she was all in one. It's a pity that she died so young and lives only in everyone's memory."
"Yes. I've never even seen a picture of Mia. Sometimes | wonder what kind of person she must have been that Rodney couldn't
forget for the rest of his life. The Heath family wanted Rodney to forget about Mia and marry again, so they cut off the relationship
with the Cole family and destroyed all the things about Mia. The old Heath ended up holding on to the memories for the rest of his
life."
"He really loved Mia so much. If my grandparents were alive, I'm afraid they would have forgiven Rodney long ago."
Michal let out a long sigh, equally emotional.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Starting with us, the two families can get back together. We can sort of make up for the old days." Michal took the initiative. She
naturally understood Cecelia's intention of coming in person.
"Have you seen what Mia looks like?" Cecelia asked curiously.
This confusion had intrigued her for more than twenty years.
"I think I've seen the picture, but | don't remember it too well. It should ... should be in the study ..." Michal thought back carefully
and couldn't really think of anything, "We're in the study now. Why don't we cand look for it."
She walked over to the bookshelf, "I'll look on the left. You look on the right. There's so much stuff, | can't remember it at all. But |
know that my grandparents didn't destroy them all, and I've seen them in the study looking at the pictures in tears. Maybe they
kept it in sbook."
"Oh."
Cecelia followed and rummaged through the bookshelves.
There were thousands of books, so the picture was undoubtedly a needle in a haystack.
She quietly searched for it, as if she had sunk into a dim old time.
Suddenly, she raised her elbow and accidentally knocked over an octavo box.
"Snap!" The octave box fell to the ground and opened up.
"Ah, sorry." Cecelia whimpered, reaching for it in a hurry.
Scattered into several pieces the octavo box was lying quietly on the ground, and next to it was a black and white photo. It was
yellowed and old.
When Cecelia's long, slender fingers touched the photo, her beautiful eyes was suddenly ... widened...
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