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林小夏站在早餐店里,看着对面熟透的苹果，指尖轻轻摩挲着表面，这是她第三次光顾这家店，每次来都带着同样的表情，仿佛这世界上最温暖的早餐，对她来说都像是奢侈品。

"林小姐，要买什么？"

她转过头,正对上一双深邃的眼眸，一个穿着藏蓝色风衣的男人，修长的手指捏着一张白 Bread，眼神中带着几分疏离，几分莫名的期待，林小夏的呼吸微微一滞，这个男人，是她从小在医院里见过的顾沉医生吗？

"一杯美式咖啡。"她轻声说，目光却飘向了对面的角落，那里，一个穿着格子衬衫的年轻女孩正在整理她的头发，黑色的长发被她梳理得整齐利落，透着一股清冷的气质。

"这位是新来的咖啡师？"

"是，林小姐。"女孩抬起头，目光中带着几分警惕，"我叫小雨。"

林小夏的目光落在她修长的手指上,那里有一道浅浅的疤痕，像是被什么击中过，她轻声说："你很像顾医生。"

"顾医生？"小雨歪了歪头，"顾医生是那个..."

"是那个经常在我这里买咖啡的男人。"林小夏打断她的话，"他总是很严肃，很认真。"

小雨的表情瞬间变得凝重,"林小姐，你认识他？"

"当然认识。"林小夏轻笑一声，"我是他养的小女儿。"

这句话如同一颗重磅炸弹,瞬间在店里炸开，所有的目光都集中在她身上，仿佛她就是这个城市最神秘的人物。

"什么？"小雨的声音颤抖起来，"林小姐，你不可能是顾医生的养女吧？"

"是啊。"林小夏轻声说，"我叫林小夏，是顾医生的养女。"

她的话音未落,就 hearing the door swing open. A young woman entered the store, her face pale and her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and confusion. She was wearing a simple white blouse and jeans, her long dark hair pulled into a loose bun. She looked around, her gaze fixated on the man across the counter, who was still serving his coffee.

"Miss Lin, is that you?" The man looked up, his expression cold and calculating. He had a habit of looking at people with a certain intensity, as if they were threats.

"Miss Lin, this is my sister, Xingmei." The young woman introduced, her voice trembling with fear. She was shorter than Miss Lin, with sharp features and a pair of sharp eyes that held an air of authority.

Miss Lin's expression shifted slightly, as if she had been expecting this all along. She turned her back on the man, her eyes cold and calculating, as if he were nothing more than a coin in a game.

"Miss Lin, you're very similar to him." The man's voice was calm, almost soothing, but there was a sharpness in his eyes that made her skin crawl. "You look just like him."

Miss Xingmei's eyes widened in shock. "You... you look like him?"

"Like him?" Miss Lin repeated, her voice cold and mocking. "Like him, little sister. He's the one who taught me how to be who I am."

Miss Xingmei's mind reeled. She had never seen her sister look like anyone else before. It was as if she had been painted with a different brush entirely. Her heart raced, her mind racing even faster.

"Miss Lin, you're... you're not... you can't be..." She stammered, her voice trembling. "You can't be his... daughter!"