Chen Qingzhi's heart thief is a side thought, chasing the perspective one

Chen Qingzhi's stealing heart thief thinks about chasing the perspective of the first

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Fourteen years ago: I am Lan Yuan, and I am chasing words.

My father is Lan Zhan, also known as Lan Wangji, who is known as Hanguangjun, and I am very proud of such a father, but I also have my little secrets.

I've been in the Lan family since I was sensible, but I heard other people say that I was not actually born in the Lan family, but was picked up by my father after I was three years old, and others said that I was actually not my father's son, because my father has always had the same attitude towards me as everyone else.

Since it is a son, it is naturally different, everyone thinks so, and I think so too, so I am very sad, but not long after I was sad, the uncle came to me with a little doll.

This little doll is Jingyi, the uncle said that this is my younger brother, my own brother, now two years old, I cried when I heard this.

Uncle was frightened all of a sudden, probably he had never seen me cry so badly! After all, I was a laughing kid since I was a kid and never cried in front of outsiders.

He asked me why I was crying, but I ignored him and started crying.

After a while, there was a cry bigger than me next to me, I couldn't help crying, I opened my eyes and saw that it was my brother crying, and he was looking at himself with his eyes, but the tears kept falling, and I don't know how he did it, so wouldn't my eyes be tired?

In the end, when the uncle saw us like this, he said with a little cry and laughter: "Okay, are you two very happy to meet!" ”

Then he touched my head and said to me, "Sichai, my brother will be handed over to you to take care of in the future, you have to do your duty!" ”

"Like, I'm like your father, get along well."

Uncle and father, I looked at the sloppy child in front of me, who was my younger brother, took out a handkerchief from my arms, wiped his face clean, and then took a deep breath.

Uncle was a little surprised to see me like this, and then he smiled happily and said, "Well done, Sichai deserves to be my brother."

"Uncle, I have a question, I've always wanted to ask you", said relaxed, but my heart was not easy, the handkerchief was pinched by me, and the other hand held the hand of my brother who had just come out of the oven.

"Alright! Just ask if you have anything", looking at himself with very warm eyes.

"Am I my father's own? Where is my mother, and does she not want me and my brother? "Actually, I want to ask if she doesn't like me, why my brother is born, and she hasn't come to see her once.

"No, you are all forgetful children,"

"It's just that now he misses your mother too much to take care of you, and I hope you can understand him."

Looking at the uncle's slightly sad eyes looking at him, he thought that what the uncle said should be true, could it be that something happened to his mother?

As if he knew that he would ask about this, the uncle immediately spoke: "As for your mother, she died shortly after Jingyi was born."

"Dead?" I still can't believe that I have passed away, not that I don't want to see myself?

"Do you think that your mother doesn't love you! Then you are wrong, in fact, after you were born, your mother took you, but later."

"Then I got sick and forgot everything, didn't I?" I suddenly said out loud.

"Yes, that's right, so don't be sad, your mother loves you the most".

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that when my uncle says the word 'mother', he is always a little uncomfortable, and it seems that he shouldn't use this word to describe it.

However, he attributed everything to the fact that his mother had died, so he didn't want to mention it, and then looked at his younger brother who was still biting his fingers, thinking that he would be an older brother in the future.

When Jingyi grew up, I told him that our mother loved us. Firmly hold my brother's hand, and we will always help each other like my father and uncle in the future.