Feng Yichen's voice was slightly deep, with a commanding tone, which made Feng Qinyu suddenly shrink her neck and puff her mouth.

Some are scared, and some are aggrieved.

glanced at the closed door in front of him, then looked at Feng Yichen, and then pulled the corner of his clothes.

I dared to hold on to a little bit, but I was very hard.

Feng Yichen looked at the stubborn appearance of the mentally retarded, and couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch his eyebrows, a little tired.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing that he was not leaving, Feng Qinyu immediately smiled happily again, let go of one hand, and the other hand was still pulling him tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

The storage room was opened, and Feng Qinyu pulled him inside.

This room is full of old things.

It's not messy, it's very clean, an old-fashioned dressing cabinet, which was used by Mrs. Feng when she was young.

But it has always been kept, and there are many more.

Most of them are more things from the time of Feng Qinyu and Feng Yichen.

Feng Yichen looked at the room and looked around.

I haven't been in this room in years.

He is not nostalgic, and he has no special feelings for these old objects.

It's just that when I saw it, I felt a little that time passed quickly.

He slowly pulled out his sleeve.

"Alright, let's go back to sleep when we've had enough."

Feng Yichen knew that Feng Qinyu was idle and bored, so he pulled him to play with her.

Feng Qinyu hurriedly stopped him: "Don't go." ”

Crawling to a cupboard, she took down a photo album from it, which she had seen when she had come to the house before.

She couldn't answer what Feng Yichen asked her.

Why do you want to call Xiao Yi brother, now she can answer.

She quickly flipped out the photo she had seen before, and then ran to Feng Yichen's side, offering treasure as if she had to hold the album.

A smile full of excitement on his face.

"Brother, this is brother."

Seeing that the mentally retarded eyebrows and eyes were shining, Feng Yichen endured the little patience he had left, and looked in the direction of her finger.

Where the line of sight lands, there is a photo with an idea.

There was only one side face, and it was a boy, very very, but four or five years old.

This face is not unfamiliar to him.

Because, this face is exactly the same as Xiao Yi.

But there are some differences.

If others look at it, they must feel that it is exactly the same, but Feng Yichen came as the person who slept with Xiao Yi in his arms.

It can be seen that the two are not the same.

But......

It's not much different, and the facial features are not much different.

At first glance, it was easy for him to take this kid as Xiao Yi......

Feng Yichen looked at this photo, his expression changed from stunned at the beginning, and finally slowly frowned, his face became more and more solemn and tense.

On the side, Feng Qinyu was still shouting happily to her brother.

Feng Yichen suppressed the shock in his heart, raised his hand to take the album, and turned a page back.

It's still this child, it's a different thing, this time, it's a frontal photo.

The immature face was full of coldness, as if he glanced at the camera casually, and he was indifferent.

Looking at it from the front, and Xiaoyi, it is even more imaginative.

He didn't think it was a coincidence that the two faces were similar.

Feng Qinyu saw that his brows were frowning tightly, and he didn't say a word, thinking that he didn't understand, and the delicate baby voice explained to him.

"It's my brother."

Listening to the mentally retarded words, Feng Yichen slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at her, his eyes were dark.