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He was young and ignorant, and he didn't know who his biological parents were since he was born. Led by a distant aunt, the aunt treats him as if he were her own. Take care of him and guard him.

On the day of his fifth birthday, his aunt and her boyfriend had an argument.

Although the young Youchen didn't quite understand the world of adults, he knew that his aunt was crying very sadly. The only tea set in the house was shattered in the argument, and it was pouring rain outside, and the house began to leak.

And my aunt's boyfriend never came back.

The aunt had been hiding in her room all day, and finally opened the door while he was crying and begging for food.

That night, my aunt hugged him and kept saying sorry.

He still remembers that the last meal his aunt cooked for him was a bowl of somen noodles garnished with a few green vegetables. Seeing him gobbling up, his aunt gently stroked his forehead, tears rippled: "I'm sorry, minister, I want to live a normal life, I want to get married, but if I take you, no one wants to marry me, so ...... Shall I take you to your father? ”

The little Jiang Youchen nodded vigorously. Although he still doesn't quite understand how his father, who has been dead for five years, can be resurrected overnight.

His aunt bought him a few sets of clean and decent new clothes, bought two tickets, and took the tin train to the east one night in the hot summer.

Dongshang is a metropolis, although the traffic is more complicated than the dilapidated town where they live, but fortunately, the Jiang family is a big family, and after several rounds, they finally arrived in Jiangyuan before dark.

At that time, the twilight came, and the huge and magnificent Jiangyuan was hung in all directions, shrouded in sadness.

The elderly housekeeper led the two of them to approach Jiang Yuan.

From a long distance, Jiang Youchen heard an intermittent murmur, and the air was filled with a strange smell of fire and candles. The butler took him by the hand and walked into a large room.

In the room sat an old lady with a sad expression, and three or four female dependents. Two men were kneeling on the ground, filling the brazier with paper money.

Everyone looked very sad. Only the young man in the corner pursed his lips, and no emotion could be seen from his pale face.

At that time, Jiang Youchen was shocked, and looked at the young man blankly. And the boy seemed to sense his gaze and look at him.

His gaze was like cold ice and snow, which made Youchen can't help but bow his head in fear.

After the old butler had spoken a few words to the old lady, she finally raised her eyes from her grief.

The old lady called out to her ministers in a trembling voice.

Immediately after, a room full of female dependents came to him, half-squatting, holding him and crying bitterly.

Five-year-old Youchen didn't know what was going on, only that it felt good to have home.

With tears in her eyes, the old lady introduced the people in the room. Finally, he beckoned to the young man who had never said a word: "Jun Hao." Come here, this is your brother, Youchen. ”

"I don't have a brother." The boy finally spoke, as if for the first time in his life, and his voice sounded hoarse and cold.

Later, Jiang Youchen learned that on the day he returned to Jiangyuan, their father died in a car accident.

After handling the funeral, Jiang Youchen stayed in Jiangyuan. And the boy returned to France.

That year, Jiang Youchen was five years old and Jiang Junhao was twelve years old.

should have been a young and unworried age, but Jiang Junhao's eyes were buried with too much hatred.

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