Feng Qinyu watched Feng Yichen's reaction from the sidelines, a little confused.

He raised his hand and scratched his head, and pointed to the photo again.

"This is my brother."

Listening to the mentally retarded words, Feng Yichen never felt that this sister was so cute for a moment.

It turned out that she had been telling him early in the morning, and it was because he was stupid that he didn't find out.

Until now......

Feng Yichen felt that he was smart, and in this kind of thing, he was so stupid.

He rarely smiled at Feng Qinyu.

"Well, this is my brother."

When Feng Qinyu heard this, she was immediately happy, and she almost jumped up.

Feng Yichen took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and looked at Feng Qinyu, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Go back to sleep."

Feng Qinyu went back satisfied this time, and yawned a lot when she left.

In the room, only Feng Yichen was left.

His eyes were still looking at the photo, and the face in the photo seemed to have become Xiao Yi's fleshy whirring, always with a shy smile.

Feng Yichen's eyes became softer and softer.

Leaning half on the cabinet next to him, why did he stay in this room for a long, long time.

Finally, the only frontal photo was pulled out of the album and placed in his pocket, and the album was put back.

After that, except for the room.

It was already late, and Mrs. Feng had already gone to bed.

But Feng Yichen was sleepy at the moment.

After standing at the door for a while, I went straight to the study.

Although he had already decided in his heart that Xiao Yi must be his son.

However, there are still a lot of things, not very clear.

Like, When did he have a child with Jane?

Even, in his previous life, he could be sure that he had not met Jian Chu.

If such a girl has appeared in his life, how can he forget it?

Feng Yichen sat in the study without the light, his body hidden in the dark, and what surrounded him was endless doubts and mysteries.

Although he doesn't remember when he had an entanglement with Jian Chu, and he doesn't remember when he had a relationship with someone.

However, he just decided that Xiao Yi must be his son.

There is no other possibility.

……

Nothing was said all night.

In the second letter, when the old lady got up, she passed by the study, and through the hidden door, she saw the man sitting in a chair in the room.

I couldn't help but pause, walked over, and gently pushed the door open.

I saw Feng Yichen leaning on the chair, supporting his head with one hand and his eyes closed.

I couldn't help frowning, and at the same time I was a little unhappy, and strode in.

However, the study was cleaned up, and there was nothing cherry on the table

The computer is also turned off.

Shouldn't this be a late day and forgot to go back to the room?

The old lady looked puzzled, and as soon as she walked over with her crutches, she saw the man with his eyes closed open suddenly.

There was still a little worry in his eyes, and in just a moment, he became extremely clear, as if he had not fallen asleep.

Old Mrs. Feng looked at him and suddenly felt distressed.

Not for anything else, just because of the green black on the man's eyelids.

"You kid, why don't you go back to your room to sleep, what are you sleeping here?"

Old Lady Feng couldn't help but blame.

Feng Yichen didn't say anything, put down the hand holding his head, and still sat there, looking at the old man deeply, half speechless, and no movement.

Mrs. Feng was halfway through when she suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

She looked at Feng Yichen, and was silent for a while, furrowing her brows, looking at her grandson.