Edinburgh is a famous cultural city in the United Kingdom, the capital of Scotland, located on the south shore of the Forth of Forth in the central lowlands of Scotland.

It has a rich history and many historic buildings have been preserved, including Edinburgh Castle, the Palace of Holyroodhouse, St Giles's Cathedral and other places of interest, and Edinburgh's Old Town is a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

There is a shopping street in the bustling city center, which is home to many bars and restaurants, and is one of the most visited places, with a constant stream of tourists coming here every day.

Xue Ruomin and Yang Fei'er were sitting in one of the restaurants at this moment, and the restaurant was full of people, and it was noon, which was the busiest time for the restaurant.

Xue Ruomin's eyes wandered, a little in a trance, as if he was looking for something.

"Which one is it?" she asked Yang Fei'er next to her.

"I haven't seen it yet!"

"What's his name?"

"Julian, he works in this restaurant!" Yang Fei'er said.

"How do you know?"

"Mommy, didn't you say that I should find a way to find out my brother's whereabouts? Just two days ago, I suddenly received an email saying that there is a man named 'Julian' in this restaurant, who has the exact same birthmark as his brother, and is also the right age!"

"Why didn't you tell me about what happened two days ago until now?" Xue Ruomin said sadly.

"Because I have received too many similar emails before, I am worried that someone will fake it again, so I ran to confirm it myself, and the result is really the same as what was said in that email!" Yang Fei'er was slightly excited.

In fact, Xue Ruomin has never stopped looking for her son in the past 20 years, so she can be said to have racked her brains and posted a search post all over the world, because the lost is the son of the chairman of the 'Wangsi Group', which is one of the largest groups in the UK.

So when the news spread, many people who claimed to be the son of the chairman of the 'Wangsi Group' popped up all of a sudden, without exception, they all claimed to be Xue Ruomin's long-lost son, and even they had birthmarks like 'wings' on their bodies.

But Xue Ruomin can't have so many sons, in fact, she had already thought that someone would impersonate her when she posted the search post, so she only said that her son had a birthmark similar to 'wings', but did not say where the birthmark was, and when those who claimed to be her sons appeared and showed Xue Ruomin the birthmarks on their bodies, their tricks were immediately exposed by Xue Ruomin.

In order to be able to become the prince of the 'Wangsi Group', those fake guys can be described as painstaking, not only do they try their best to make scars like birthmarks on their bodies, but the funny thing is that the location of the scars is often unguardable, some are on the stomach, some are on the face, some are on the back, some are on the thighs, and some even say that they are close to the private parts, all kinds of strange things make Xue Ruomin cry and laugh.

She was disappointed because none of them were real, and all of them were fake for her money.

One, two, three, four...... Many, many of them, each of them is like this, over time Xue Ruomin became numb, there was still a little hope in her heart, and she no longer believed anyone after the imposters appeared.

Slowly, the matter about the son of the chairman of the 'Wangsi Group' was forgotten by the public, and it felt like the whole thing was a farce, and finally disappeared.

But it doesn't mean that Xue Ruomin has given up looking for her son, she still retains the hope of finding her son in her heart, but she never openly looks for it again, but secretly investigates, such as looking for a private detective or something.

After many years, there was no news, Xue Ruomin was almost desperate, it was Ding Hao who rekindled her hope, but Ding Hao's disappearance also shattered her hope, but Yang Fei'er made an unexpected discovery.

"Then which one is Julian?" Xue Ruomin couldn't wait.

"When I came here before, he was still working as a waiter, shouldn't he stop doing it here?" In order to quickly find the person named 'Julian', Yang Fei'er called another waiter to ask what was going on.

"Do you have a waiter named Julian here?"

"yes!"

"Where is he?"

"You're looking for Julian, he's sick and on leave, and he's not here today!"

Xue Ruomin was sick just as soon as he came to him, this is too unfortunate, right?

"What's the disease, does it matter?" Xue Ruomin hurriedly asked.

"It looks like I have a cold and fever!"

"Then do you know where he lives?" Xue Ruomin asked.

"Yes, he lives in ......," the waiter said, Julian's address.

"Thank you!" Xue Ruomin and Yang Fei'er thanked him and immediately left the restaurant for Julian's house.

It was a very small and ordinary bungalow, Yang Fei'er stepped forward and knocked on the door, Xue Ruomin's nervous anticipation After a short while, the door opened, and a weak-crowned young man with black eyes and yellow skin and an oriental face appeared in front of Xue Ruomin, with a pair of panda eyes, big eye bags, a little thin figure, and a malnourished look.

"Who are you looking for?" he asked.

"Mommy, it's him!" Yang Fei'er was slightly excited.

"Is your name Julian?"

"I am, what's the matter with me?" asked Julian.

"We've come here to find you, and we have a few questions for you, can you please let us in and sit down for a while?"

"Just say something here!" said Julian, slightly wary, as if no one was going to enter.

"Then I'll be straight, it's like this, we heard that you have a birthmark on the back of your neck, can you let me take a look?" Xue Ruomin asked.

"Why do you know I have a birthmark on the back of my neck? Who told you?" asked Julian in a cold voice.

"Don't be nervous, we have no ill will!"

"I'm sorry, I don't have anything to tell you, let's go!" said as he closed the door and turned Xue Ruomin's mother and daughter away.

The two of them were speechless all of a sudden, this person named Julian has a slightly withdrawn personality, which should be caused by staying alone for a long time, and he is not like those fake people before, he is very wary of Xue Ruomin's mother and daughter, instead of trying his best to offer courtesy and climb the relationship.

"Knock knock!" so Xue Ruomin knocked on the door again.

After a while, Julian opened the door impatiently, "Are you finished?"

"We really have an urgent matter, Julian, please listen to me, in fact, I have a son who has been separated for more than twenty years, and he also has a birthmark on the back of his neck, we came to you just to confirm with you!" Xue Ruomin said the reason.

"You mean, I'm your lost son for more than twenty years?" asked Julian.

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"I'll have to wait until I look at your birthmark to find out!"

"Even if it's your own mother, I won't recognize you!" Julian said excitedly.

"Why?" Xue Ruomin was taken aback.

"Because you haven't fulfilled your responsibilities as a mother for so many years!"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Ruomin was speechless, what has Julian experienced over the years?

Looking at the place where he lives, it is messy and messy, and then looking at his clothes, he is sloppy and sloppy, and the whole person is completely unkempt, which is the result of a typical lack of discipline.

"Don't you talk about my mommy like that, she's been looking for my brother, but she hasn't been able to find it, even if you're my brother, you can't talk about her like that!"

"Wouldn't you be better if I died, and what did you come to me for?" said Julian.

"Please, will you let us take a look at your birthmark?" Xue Ruomin pleaded, Julian's words seemed to poke at the sore spot in her heart.

"Are you bothered, get out of here!" said Julian, impatiently.

"Look at it, you won't die!" Yang Fei'er got angry and yelled at Julian.

"Look, look, hurry up and let me go!" Julian was annoyed and embarrassed, pulled down his collar to reveal the birthmark on the back of his neck, could he be Xue Ruomin's biological son?