4th Floor, Office.

Song Deqing stood in front of the display shelf.

The old fingers gently caressed the delicate boy's face in the frame.

"Little mystery, is it really you?"

The photo is silent.

The boy hooked the corners of his lips and smiled brightly like the warm breeze of spring.

Retracting his fingers, Song Deqing turned around and returned to the table.

On the table, there is a gift box given to him by Bai Mei.

At this time, the blood stains on the box had dried up, and the dark red blood looked shocking on the white box.

The silver ribbon was splashed with blood, like a cold plum in the snow.

The smiling figure flashed in front of him, and Song Deqing stretched out his fingers, gently ripped off the ribbon on it, and opened the lid of the box.

Inside the box is a delicate plum blossom flask with a plum blossom wine glass.

It's just a pity, because of the fall on the ground, the mouth on one side of the flask has been broken, and one of the cups has also broken in half.

Carefully holding out the broken cup, the old man wept bitterly again.

The old man, who was in mourning, did not notice that someone was silently approaching behind him.

Until, a fair, slender palm gently rested on his shoulder.

Song Deqing raised his face in surprise and turned his face behind him.

Behind him, a tall young man.

A black T-shirt with a hood that covers the head and face, and a mask that covers the lips and chin, revealing only a pair of eyes.

Under the light, the silver pupils are as transparent as gems.

"Are you ......" Song Deqing's eyes were dyed with surprise, but there was still a little uncertainty in his tone, "Little mystery? ”

The visitor raised his hand and took off his mask, revealing a handsome face.

It's none other than the riddle.

Song Deqing stood up excitedly, grabbed his shoulders with trembling hands, and looked the riddle in front of him up and down.

"This kid is taller than your brother...... I thought it was ...... I'll never see you again in my life! ”

"Sorry, I haven't come to see you for so long!"

"I know that you have a life of your own and you shouldn't have to be connected to the past in the first place. Every time your brother comes, he will mention you to me, show me your pictures, and talk about your current situation. ”

Song Deqing's tears were wet again, this time not sad, but excited.

"Of all these kids, you're the most prolific. It's not in vain that your brother sent you out so insisttently...... By the way, how is your brother doing, have you met? Speaking of which, I haven't seen him in a long time! ”

Fang Riddle shook his head slightly.

"He's dead."

"What?!"

"It's been almost a year!"

"No wonder he's been here for so long." Song Deqing's face turned pale, "What's going on?" ”

Fang Yu shook his head slightly, his tone calm.

"You also know that the road he took was originally a dead end."

Song Deqing let out a long sigh and shook his head helplessly.

Although these two brothers are born from the same root, they are like two sides of life, walking diametrically opposite paths.

One struggles to grow towards the sun, while the other expands its power in the dark.

"If he had gone with you back then, maybe he would be like you now."

Fang Ri was noncommittal, just stretched out his palm, took out an envelope from his body, and handed it to him.

"Today is your 60th birthday, so this is a gift from me!"

"Thank you!"

Song Deqing took the envelope, but his hand was still on his arm.

"They asked me about you several times, didn't you...... Something to do with your brother? ”

Fang Ri was not surprised, but asked lightly.

"Tang Moshen or Pei Yunqing?" nbsp;

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