Ye Hao shook his hand.

"Don't" He just wants to take a good look at the things in this house now, because through these he can almost see her past.

He turned around and went to the hallway, and casually pushed open the door of a room, and after the light came on, he saw a master bedroom, which was not large, estimated to be only more than twenty square meters, and there was a bed that looked old, a large wardrobe, and a dresser.

He walked in, and his tall body was soon reflected in the mirror of the dresser, and there were some things on the table, a comb, and a lot of lists and some unfinished medicines, which looked to have expired for a long time, and even the cardboard boxes were yellow.

He could tell it must have been her mom and dad's room.

Glancing to the left, he saw a large wall of photographs, some framed, some held by small clips and hung on a string. There are a lot of photos, at least hundreds.

He walked in and looked at them one by one, and he first saw an old wedding photo, in which it was a young couple, wearing a wedding dress from the 90s, holding hands, looking very sweet, it seemed that they were married because they loved each other very much. Then he saw the one in the back, a single photo of the baby, with the words on it: The baby is half a year old.

Is it Yan Yan? Ye Hao stared at the photo for a while. The baby in the photo is still very small, sitting on a pink blanket, holding a little bear, and grinning cutely.

So you were so fat when you were a kid? The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he unconsciously laughed along.

His gaze moved to the next one, and he stared at it for a moment, but immediately frowned, looking very puzzled.

This seems to be a family photo, but in the photo, in addition to Yan Yan's parents and Yan Yan, who looks about two or three years old, there is a little girl who looks about one year old.

Isn't she an only child? Ye Hao was surprised, why hadn't she heard her say that she had a sister?

"Yan Yan...... Here you go. Ye Hao shouted to He Xiyan, who was sorting things out in another room.

"What's going on with this one?" Ye Hao looked at his wife suspiciously, and his hand pointed to the family photo taken in 1998.

He Xiyan followed the place he was pointing, and his eyes immediately fell on the photo.

She stared at the photo for a few seconds and saw the young mom and dad and her sister, who was only one year old at the time. She blinked slightly, and after a while her eyes were a little moist.

They used to be such a happy family at that time, but now she is the only one left in the photo.

"Your sister?" Ye Hao looked at her and seemed a little sad, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her shoulder tightly.

He Xiyan sighed.

But more tears welled up in his eyes unconsciously. In fact, she hadn't seen these photos for several years, because every time she saw them, she was sad once, and then she didn't dare to look at them.

"My sister is lost!" He Xiyan said in a deep voice: "At a rally, my mother lost my sister, who was only one and a half years old at the time, and I searched for many years but did not find it. ”

After speaking, He Xiyan lowered his eyes, and hugged Ye Hao tightly with both hands.

My sister is a pain in the hearts of their family, and my mother blamed herself for many years, and she didn't see her sister again until the moment she died. She has no impression of her sister anymore, but she knows that her disappearance has caused her parents great pain.

If she has a way, she would also like to find her sister and tell her heavenly parents that her sister is still alive.