St. Mark's Square is surrounded by beautiful Renaissance buildings, and a large number of white doves fly from the masonry of the square, the sound of flapping wings mingled with the frolicking of children.

The evening twilight is particularly charming on the Grand Canal, and Xia Xingchen sits by the window of the coffee shop, looking out of the glass window at the quadrangular bell tower of St. Mark's Basilica.

She has a steaming cup of coffee at hand, the breath of spring has quietly arrived, Italy has been snowing for three days in a row, and today it has finally cleared.

She always comes to this coffee house, drinks a cup of coffee slowly, watches the office workers rushing by outside, looks at the young couples who cling to each other, sees the old couples who are clinging to each other holding each other, and watching the innocent children being held tightly by their parents or riding on their father's shoulders. Every time I look at it, it's an afternoon.

She always had that recorder in her coat pocket, and she always took it out late at night and listened carefully, just to hear his voice, even if those words made her cry once she heard them, but this was the only thing that Leng Yan had given her in the past five years to keep her with him.

She didn't choose to go to England, he wanted her to go, and she didn't go. And she came to Venice only to tell Leng Yan, she went to ride the gondola alone, listened to the boatman sing the oars alone, went to the Bridge of Sighs alone, went to the square alone to feed the pigeons, alone drove the white doves up mischievously, and stood alone by the Grand Canal to enjoy the night view.

She always felt that he would be watching too.

A gray figure suddenly sat down in front of her, and she naturally turned her head to look at him.

Bai Ze was wearing a gray double-breasted coat, he looked at her stunned face, and there was a lazy smile on his lips, "I finally know why you like it here?" ”

Xia Xingchen retracted his stunned expression and looked out the window with a faint expression, "Why?" ”

"It's very comfortable here." Bai Ze followed her eyes, but all he saw was the lively crowd in the square.

"Why are you here?" Xia Xingchen asked him.

"Now the whole T City is your brother getting a lot of attention because of the big wedding, and I can't get mixed up, so I have to come." Bai Ze didn't intend to let her know that Leng Yan was not married, but the gloomy look in Xia Xingchen's eyes did not escape her eyes.

"It's strange that your own brother is getting married, but you, who are a younger sister, are here to relax. I wanted to mention to your brother at the wedding that we would do the same, but unfortunately you didn't show up! ”

Xia Xingchen stroked the rim of the cup and paused, "What are you talking about your biological brother?!" ”

Bai Ze raised his eyes and stared at her deeply, "Xia Xingchen, I've always felt strange, your mother killed his father." Why did he leave you in the Leng family, even if I wanted to marry you, I almost turned my face. I had to find someone to make this stuff. ”

He took the leather file bag placed on the seat to Xia Xingchen, he opened it and pulled out the contents and reached out to Xia Xingchen.

Xia Xingchen looked at him suspiciously, but her heart almost rose to her throat, and the light trembling of her hands was seen by Bai Ze.

DNA Identification Report?!

Xia Xingchen's eyes tightened, almost staring at a hole in the paper, she flipped through it majestically, and when she saw the bottom corner of the last page, she only felt that a string in her heart was broken like this, and it cut out the blood of her heart.

Seeing that she had seen it, Bai Ze said lightly, "It's very surprising." You and Leng Yan turned out to be half-siblings? No wonder Leng Shen loved you so much at the beginning, I didn't expect you to have this kind of relationship. It's no wonder that after your mother died, Leng Yan still took care of you so much. At first, I thought he was torturing you and getting revenge on your mom and you. Now I know that blood is always thicker than water, and it's no wonder that you can still travel when he gets married. ”

He deliberately bit his tone in revenge so that she would remember it deeply.

The coffee cup on the table was knocked over on the tablecloth by Xia Xingchen's trembling hand, Xia Xingchen got up anxiously, "I'm sorry, I'm ...... I...... It's a bit urgent, I'll ...... first. I'll go first. ”

Watching her stagger open the door of the coffee house and run out like this, Bai Ze's eyes were fixed on the coffee-soaked report, Xingchen, I don't want to, I don't want to, but in order to never have trouble, I have to.