Although he has changed a lot when he grows up, Qin Min can still see Su Songyi's shadow from the children in the photo.

I have been very aura since I was a child. My pair of peach blossom eyes are particularly beautiful, and my dimples look good when I smile.

She looked through several photos one after another, and from those photos, she saw a lot of the trajectories of Su Songyi's previous life.

There is a photo of Fang Huai holding Xiao Zhihuai in one hand and Xiao Songyi in the other, and the family of three is having fun.

There are photos of Xiao Songyi playing on the trampoline and dancing very happily.

The smile was very clean, as if he was ignorant of the world and had never been contaminated.

There are also photos of Komatsu Yi and Xiao Zhiya playing bumper cars and eating noodles together.

Xiao Zhiya put the meat from his bowl into his bowl, put his hand on his head, and gently touched it.

It turned out that she was taking care of Su Songyi when she was very young, as if she was taking care of a cub.

Even a piece of cookie, Xiao Zhiya would break it in half and give it to him half.

Of course, she would also eat the ice cream fed by Xiao Songyi.

The two children look very close.

Qin Min flipped backwards, and slowly, both children lost their innocence.

It was still a group photo, Su Songyi and Fang Zhihuai stood on both sides of Fang Huai, wearing school uniforms.

From this point on, the relationship between the two seemed to have changed subtly and became less harmonious. Both of them looked at each other with disgust.

Fang Zhiya looked unhappy, raised her face and looked at people with her eyes slanted.

Su Songyi had no expression on his face and no longer had a smile. He had no past innocence in his eyes, revealing a sense of alienation and world-weariness.

Perhaps it was during adolescence, when gender awareness awakened, both of them realized the difference between them and each other. As the psychology and cognition gradually developed, various contradictions and conflicts also followed.

Children in adolescence are the most sentimental and the easiest to quarrel. They are always self-centered and particularly sensitive, and their tempers are like powder barrels, and they are about to burn out at the touch.

In the photos below, Su Songyi did not leave with Fang Zhiya.

Fang Zhiya walked alone in front with her schoolbag, while Su Songyi walked far behind, wearing headphones and lowering her head.

In Fang Huai’s shop, the two of them sat together to eat noodles, and they all ate their own food, and they ignored each other, as if they were separated by the Chu River and Han Border.

The only difference is that Su Songyi occasionally wears work clothes, holds noodles in his hand, and cooks noodles for customers in the store.

The photo he made ramen was taken with a side face, with clear edges and very handsome.

The last photo is the back of Su Songyi, wearing a school uniform, riding a bicycle. Fang Zhiya is sitting in the back seat, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand.

The road is full of peach blossoms, which is the perfect April day.

"Why are there so many photos of Song Yi in my mother's cabinet?"

Qin Min looked at the photo in her hand and a glimmer of gloom appeared in her eyes.

She remembered the panic when Su Songyi came downstairs and saw Mu Junlan on his back that day, and also the indifference when he faced her.

He didn't eat the food she brought because it was made by his mother.

He refused to come to her house to play because his mother was there.

He once told her that he had no mother.

But that afternoon, Mu Junlan went to see him, and she asked him if he was doing well now.

Su Songyi said that he was doing well and said that his mother was very good to him.

In front of Mu Junlan, he repeated the word "Mom" many times.

"sorry……"

Qin Min's eyes suddenly turned red, his nose felt sore, and two lines of tears fell.

She covered her mouth and prevented herself from making a sound. She closed the door and locked the room. She squatted down against the door, buried her face in her knees, and repeatedly muttered: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Songyi, I'm sorry..."

She felt that it was all her fault, that she snatched Su Songyi's mother.

If it weren't for her, Su Songyi would have lived a happy life.

“My mother cooks very delicious food!”

“My mom sings are very nice, especially the olive tree.”

"My mother is so pretty!"

"My mother is very good at playing the piano!"

Thinking of the words she said to Su Songyi about her mother in the past, she felt even more guilty.

Fate played a cruel joke with us, and reality teased us.

Song Yi, how many times did I hurt you?

Tears flowed unscrupulously in the room, wetting the floor bit by bit.

Even though her fate is like this, Su Songyi is still very nice to her.

After knowing that her mother was Mu Junlan, he did not hate her or deliberately estranged from her.

He is still as tolerant and caring towards her as before.

There were many times when she felt that Su Songyi really looked like his brother.

Later, Su Songyi really agreed to be her brother.

It's like a beautiful fairy tale, yes, it's a fairy tale.

But today, this fairy tale is broken.

It broke without warning, broken completely without any room for maneuver.

It is like a beautiful and beautiful porcelain, with a bang, falling into pieces, and every piece of debris is so sharp that it makes people dare not touch it.

Once the fingers are touched, a hole will be cut and red blood will be oozed out.

If she hadn't known all this, this fairy tale would continue happily.

Mu Junlan would hide it from her, grandparents would hide it from her, and Su Songyi would hide it from her, and everyone would treat her as usual.

However, she couldn't accept it with peace of mind.

She couldn't accept that her happiness was based on his pain.

She couldn't accept it. Su Songyi took all the pain in his arms alone, and said to her with a smile: "Today I make you glutinous rice meatballs, what you like to eat!"

This is too unfair to him.

Happiness is really not in line with Newton's law of inertia at all, and it always comes to an abrupt end when it slides smoothest.

He just said he wanted to make oil splash noodles for her.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

There was a knock outside the door.

"Xiao Min?"

It's Zheng Yuting's voice.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Min took two deep breaths, wiped away the tears, and said calmly.

“Where is the bathroom?”

"Let's walk back in the entrance to the right of the living room."

Qin Min blinked, tears flashing from the corners of her eyes.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Zheng Yuting noticed a hint of strangeness.

"My aunt leaked her side, and she leaked a little too much. I want to change my pants."

Qin Min said evasion.

"Then it doesn't matter, right? I'll talk to Su Songyi."

"It's fine."

She shook her head, looked at her swollen eyes in the mirror, and took out makeup eyeshadow and contact lenses for makeup from her pocket.

First, I put on foundation, then applied thick smoky makeup, and then put on blue contact lenses.

After she could not see the abnormality, she took the stack of photos, thought for a while, put it back on the cabinet, locked it again, and then went out.

"Does your stomach hurt?"

Su Songyi put down the book in his hand and walked over with a cup of hot water.

In fact, he despised those boys who said to girls "drink more hot water" during their aunt's period.
To be continued...