Qin Jiu was holding the yellow peach yogurt, a little unappetizing.

Raising her face and looking at Shen Zhifei, she said in a low voice: "I seem to be a little ...... I don't know if it's touching or sad. ”

Shen Zhifei got up and sat down, gently pressed the girl's little head on his chest, and stroked her long hair with his big hand.

"It's all in the past, and now...... You should be happy, after all, we're together again. ”

Qin Jiu raised his face, looked at her, and nodded seriously.

"So...... The person I remember is you, right? ”

"Who?" Shen Zhifei asked.

Putting down the yogurt, Qin Jiu stood up from his arms, looked around, and raised his hand to the fireplace.

"I've been here and there's a fire in the fireplace."

"That's right, it's winter when we first met, and you like to read on the carpet in front of the fireplace."

Qin Jiu stared at the fireplace, imagined what he would look like, and turned his face to smile at him.

"I wish it was winter."

"What do you remember?"

"There are so many places...... Qin Jiu looked at the stairs, "and your study, but I can't always see you clearly every time." ”

"Let's go!"

Shen Zhifei grabbed her wrist, took her to the upstairs study, settled down in the comfortable big chair behind the desk, opened the cabinet, and took out a photo album from it.

"Here's a photo from my old one for you to see."

Pulling out a chair, he flipped through it with her.

There are some photos of Shen Zhifei from childhood to adulthood, and he also had them when he was a teenager, but there are not too many photos, and he is not a person who likes to take pictures.

"Do you have a picture of us?" Qin Jiu asked.

"There's only this one."

Shen Zhifei took out his wallet and sent the old photo to her.

At that time, I always felt that there was still time, and I always thought that there was still time.

Over the years, he often regretted why he didn't remember to take a few more photos at that time.

The photo was folded in half, and Qin Jiu opened the folded half.

Only then did I find out that there were actually three people in the photo.

Shen Zhifei stood on her right with the back of the sofa, and there was another person on her left, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, who was born gentle and exquisite.

"This is ......" Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes and guessed the truth from the familiar outline, "Qin Haiyao?" ”

"Yes, this is a group photo we took at Qin's house, and it was your tenth birthday."

"She's my cousin?"

Shen Zhifei nodded, "Her father is Qin Jiang, your uncle." ”

"Why didn't you tell them?" Qin Jiu asked.

"That's what I want to talk to you about." Shen Zhifei pulled over a chair and sat in front of her, "Today, I will tell you what I know, as for whether you want to go back to the Qin family to recognize your relatives, you decide." ”

Qin Jiu stroked the photo in his hand: "Do you suspect that the death of my parents is related to the Qin family?" ”

"You know, it wasn't an accident?" Shen Zhifei asked.

Qin Jiu nodded: "Although my grandfather hasn't told me, ...... I still guessed, how much do you know? ”

"Not much!" Shen Zhifei shook his head, "When I came back, it was already the second day of the incident, and the police at the scene at that time speculated that it was a car accident, but it was ......"

He stood up, opened the lockbox, and took out a small box from inside.

"I found this on the hillside opposite the place where the incident occurred."

Inside the box was a bullet casing.

If it was just a car accident, this kind of thing would not be found at the scene.

Qin Jiu stretched out his fingers, took out the bullet case, and played with it at his fingertips.

"What else?"