The little sweetheart looked at him and said the lines she had thought of in a serious manner: "I have a brother who is also nearby. I came to see him and happened to see you."

"Your brother?" Bo Qingyun lowered his gaze, falling right on her face.

They are very round and big eyes, as if they are filled with lake water, crystal clear.

Her forehead is also very delicate, her bangs are blown open by the wind, her brows are thin and shallow, and the shape of her eyebrows is very beautiful.

This is a very pretty little girl.

The first time I saw her was in the park. She was wearing thick children's makeup.

The second time I saw her, I accidentally discovered that she was a disciple of Medicine Master Yan Liu. Due to her identity, her actions were kept secret and she couldn't even show her face easily.

So today, I also wore a big mask.

Bo Qingyun's eyes casually passed over the mask, and her voice was sandy, but her tone was very calm: "You said you were from a single-parent family, and your mother raised you, but you never said you had an older brother."

Little Sweetheart was keenly aware of the coolness in his words, which were not as cordial as before.

But she had no fear of Bo Qingyun with such a cold face. She sat down with him and supported her chin with her hands: "My brother left when he was just born. I was a few minutes late but didn't see him.

Today is my birthday and also the anniversary of his death. I want to see him on this day every year."

The little sweetheart said, raising her eyes and staring at the sky.

Bo Qingyun's eyes narrowed, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes suddenly looked at her with a bottomless look: "Are you twins?"

"Yes." Little Sweetheart nodded.

She thought that her father would be very shocked at this moment, how could they be twins by such a coincidence.

So she looked at Bo Qingyun's deep expression, looked confused and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Bo Qingyun frowned and didn't let go for a long time.

She grew up in a single-parent family. She had a twin brother who died just after birth, leaving her and her mother to grow up together.

However, Xia Wanxing only left behind Xiao Xingchen. Their daughter lost her breath right after she was born, and she also died in childbirth.

Suddenly a ridiculous idea came to his mind.

It was so absurd that it only rose up for a moment and was suppressed by him. It was like a bucket of cold water being poured down on your pocket. I just thought it was ridiculous.

Bo Qingyun thought that maybe she had drunk too much, or how could she think that Xia Wanxing was not dead but escaped with her daughter?

Their bodies were all sent for cremation by him himself.

Moreover, it is not unusual for twins to be born on the same day.

Everything is just a coincidence.

After pondering for a long time, he looked at the little sweetheart again, and the coldness on his face faded a bit.

It's just that I was in a really bad mood today, and I couldn't be called pleasant. I just kept cold and didn't answer and asked: "You come to see your brother. How can your mother not worry about you being alone?"

When the little sweetheart heard this, she suddenly shushed and whispered in a mysterious voice: "Mommy doesn't know, I'm the only one who came here secretly."

Recalling that she said her mother was very busy at work last time, Bo Qingyun couldn't help but frowned: "Are you still working as usual on a day like today?"

After carefully considering his tone, the little sweetheart glanced at him: "Do you think my mother is very cold, even indifferent to the anniversary of her own son's death, how can she still be in the mood to work?"

This little person has a bit of a yin and yang character.

Bo Qingyun was speechless for a moment, and after the silence, she was still a little embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, I was attacked by a child.
Chapter completed!