Du Yurong was surprised, "Have you ever been smashed by bird droppings?" ”

She looked at the butler, who shrugged helplessly.

Look, he said that the little master used to be very naughty.

Du Yu tolerated a smile.

Shen Huo'an took Du Yurong's hand and pulled her into the villa, "If you are curious about what happened when I was a child, I will take out the previous photos to show you after breakfast later." ”

Du Yurong turned his head and winked at the housekeeper, "Okay, just let me recall when we first met!" ”

Shen Huo'an went upstairs to change clothes, and not long after going downstairs, Shen Fubao also got up.

After the three of them had breakfast together, Shen Huo'an took out the photo album from his childhood from the study, and the three of them looked through it in the living room.

When he was a child, Shen Huo'an was tender and vigorous, wearing a small suit, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, but he often made funny expressions, and even pulled Fubao's hair.

Shen Fubao said angrily: "Shen Camel was annoying at that time, I didn't like him as my brother at all!" ”

Shen Huo'an snorted coldly: "You just want to be your brother because he will give you snacks to eat!" ”

Shen Fubao crossed his hands on his hips, "What else do you say!" Every time my mom buys us ice cream, you're going to rob me. The second fat brother was reluctant to eat his own ice cream, so he gave it all to me. The second fat brother is the best person for me! ”

She didn't refute it herself, and pulled Du Yurong to join her camp, "Sister, you give a comment, if it's you, who do you prefer?" ”

Du Yurong was in a dilemma for a while.

Shen Huo'an asked coldly, "Then do you remember the name of your second fat brother?" ”

Shen Fubao frowned and pondered, thinking for a long time, he really couldn't remember what the name of the second fat was.

Shen Huoan sneered, and Shen Fubao could only be incompetent and furious.

Du Yurong continued to scroll down, and saw that the vivid Shen Huo'an gradually became restrained and silent, and the flying look between his eyebrows was also replaced by calmness.

When he was a teenager, he was almost as cold and arrogant as he is now, and what he shows in the photo is the appearance of a young son of a family.

While looking at the photo, Du Yurong recalled in his mind whether he had crossed paths with this little boy.

But the memory is blank.

She could imagine that at every street corner she hastily passed, there might have been a silent teenager watching her.

At that time, the places she frequented were always crowded and noisy.

But Shen Huo'an was quiet, like a stone, and no one knew when he appeared there and whose stop he was waiting for.

Du Yurong felt regretful, "I still can't remember." ”

Shen Huo'an stretched out his hand and flipped down, "Then take a look down." ”

On the next page, the noble little boy suddenly became embarrassed.

He was covered in blood, like a young wolf cub, with a fierce and cruel expression. The fine little suit was wet, a small pool of blood had accumulated on the ground, and there were dark red marks flowing down the arms.

Du Yurong's body slammed, and immediately, an irrepressible pain spread from his heart.

Shen Fubao, who was noisy next to him, also became silent, stared at the photo for a long time, and said softly: "Why do you still keep this photo?" ”

Du Yurong's fingers brushed over the young man's scarred face, "I seem to have seen this child." ”

It was his eyes, as if they had appeared in memory.

"This is a photo of my brother taken by the media when my mother died."