Chapter 290 True and False Daughter 5

Author: Sany Zero White Moonlight

Yan Qing's thoughts were pulled away from his memories, put the painting back on the table, and left the room.

Standing at the door, she suddenly remembered the time she was in Haicheng before and asked Yan Xiuwen if he liked her, and he denied it.

But he always mentions it again and again, finding a place where no one knows it, and the two of them are together and do not separate.

He was still like that, and he never said anything in his heart. He always had to guess, but she had guessed for so many years, and perhaps she never guessed it once.

It was too late. Everything she wanted to have, but now she no longer wanted it and it was meaningless.

The door was heavily taken up, and the memories of the room and the thoughts hidden by Yan Xiuwen were isolated behind her at this moment.

The room behind me was what I wanted when I was seventeen or eighteen years old, and it was already a thing of the past, so there was no need to mention it again.

Unlike the room full of memories, the other room was obviously not inhabited, with only one bed and a table, which was extremely empty.

I heard from Yan Tingzhou that this was the house that Mr. Yan prepared for Yan Xiuwen back then, and the old lady personally chose it.

Yan Qing could guess some of Yan Xiuwen. The old lady should not know his true identity, and the old man and Yan Tingzhou should know it.

It is said that Yan Xiuwen was brought back by his old man when he was sixteen or seventeen years old. At that time, Yan Tingzhou was already starting a business and had no grudges about this brother who suddenly appeared and took good care of him.

The old lady did not ask Yan Xiuwen too much about his identity. She always believed that her husband would not do anything to be sorry for him, and treated Yan Xiuwen like a son.

Others think that Yan Xiuwen is the romantic debt of Mr. Yan outside.

Yan Qing guessed that Yan Xiuwen should have some deeper relationship with the Yan family. This relationship is not like a relative, because she could feel from the relationship between Yan Tingzhou and the two Yan Xiuwens that Yan Tingzhou was very familiar with Yan Xiuwen.

It's respect.

She suddenly wondered, that body had been occupied by Yan Xiuwen, where did the original consciousness go? Was he always in that body, lost control, and could only watch his body be watched by another person

Control possession?

Yan Qing's emotions suddenly became a little complicated.

That night, she had a dream and dreamed of many things from the past.

Yan Xiuwen was not surnamed Yan at first. He heard from his neighbors that his parents were arrested during the turmoil. He grew up eating a hundred families of food. Among them, Yan's parents took special care of him. Yan Qing and his parents had been with him since childhood.

The relationship is particularly close.

So before the premonition occurred, her parents entrusted her to Yan Xiuwen.

Since then, she and Yan Xiuwen depended on each other for their own sake. The neighbors took good care of them and grew up a little. Perhaps they thought that the handsome man and the delicate woman were very good, and they would start to make jokes.

Every time he faces those jokes, Yan Xiuwen always makes a stern statement over and over again, saying that she is still a child and just takes care of her like a sister.

Only Yan Qing himself, every time he faces those jokes, his face turns red and his heart beats randomly.

She likes Yan Xiuwen, and she has liked him since she was a child. When her peers around her would be happy all day long because of a doll, a candy, and a beautiful little skirt. She sat in the small yard every day.

I quietly looked at Yan Xiuwen inside the house.

He looked down at the writing and looked very beautiful. He often looked at it for an afternoon, and she followed her for a while.

Yan Xiuwen sometimes found her peeking and smiled when she looked up.

Later, he set up a swing in the small yard, and Yan Qing sat on the swing every day, watching Yan Xiuwen, and waiting for him to go home.

That swing is exactly the same as the swing in the yard of the Yan family’s old house.

She was going to go on stage to recite that day. She looked out quietly in the backstage, but she never saw Yan Xiuwen coming, but he had clearly promised that he would come.

She dressed up for a long time and wanted to use this to tell Yan Xiuwen that she was no longer a child and did not want to be his sister.

I like him because I want to marry him and hide him privately.

But when she stood in the lecture hall, the crowd of crows was dark under the audience. She could feel that many people were looking at her, but it was too dark. She couldn't see the appearance of those people clearly, and could only feel that there were still people taking pictures.

At that moment, the flash was very bright, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

In the evening, it was dark clouds and it was raining heavily. She was waiting outside, but she didn't wait for the person who promised to come and pick her up last night.

Seeing her classmates being picked up by their family and friends one by one, and she was alone, she suddenly felt sad, her eyes turned red, and she couldn't help crying, and everyone around her looked at her.

The heavy rain hit her and she was in a dilemma. At this moment, someone approached behind her and an umbrella was supported above her.

She turned her head to look, her eyes were wet with tears and blurred. She tried hard to open her eyes to look, but she could only see a mole under the corner of her eyes.

That was the first time she had seen Du Fengqing.

When I woke up from my dream, it was already the next morning.

As soon as Yan Qing woke up, the door of the house opened. She got up and walked out of the room. Yan Xiuwen, who had just stayed up all night, came back, tired and carrying a bag of breakfast in her hand.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked up at the gap between changing shoes. Yan Qing, who had just woken up, still had a little confused eyes, and his long hair was a little messy, as if he was waiting for himself to go home.

He had imagined such a scene countless times, but he did not expect that such days would come so quickly.

Yan Xiuwen put the food on the table, "Are you hungry?"

Yan Qing nodded, "There are some."

"Brush your teeth and wash your face first." As he said that, he walked towards the storage cabinet in the living room and found a set of mouthwash cups and toothbrushes from it, even towels.

Yan Qing didn't say anything, thanked her and walked towards the bathroom.

In fact, when she came yesterday, she discovered that there seemed to be only one person living in this house, but there are two servings for slippers or water cups.

One part has marks of wear and tear, is used, while the other part is brand new, obviously prepared by Yan Xiuwen.

Seeing people walking towards the bathroom, Yan Xiuwen's eyes couldn't move away from her for a long time. No one knew that from the first day he lived in this house, he was hoping that his clearness would be able to move in.

They would eat together in this house, spend their spare time on the sofa and read books together, just like when they were busy, she would sit there and look at herself.

But this time, he didn't want to treat her as his sister anymore.

In the bathroom, Yan Qing had just wiped his face and wanted to hang the towel, but Yan Xiuwen suddenly appeared behind her, leaning her broad shoulders behind her, and one arm wrapped around her, and hung the towel on it.

"Have you been to the room?" The room with all his affectionate thoughts.

His lips were attached to Yan Qing's ears, and his breath was sprayed, which made him slightly hot and numb. Yan Qing's body was slightly stiff and he even forgot to avoid it.

Yan Xiuwen's hand slowly covered her eyes, and felt her trembling eyelashes swaying in her palms, and her voice was low and heavy, "Mugs, toothbrushes, towels and slippers are all for you."

His voice is low, as if he is deceiving people's hearts.
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