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"Father, can you give me another look at the DNA report of asho's body?" Ye Zhen and ye Zhishen sit opposite each other in the living room of Ye family.

"What do you want that for?" Ye Zhishen took a sip of tea.

"I still have some doubts about what happened at that time. Is that body really a Shuo?"

"Why, don't you believe me, the doctors and the police? The autopsy report and DNA verification all indicate that the corpse belongs to asho. What do you have to wonder about? "

"Please show me those reports again, so that I can really confirm that asho is dead." Ye Zhen's attitude is very obvious, that is to see the reports.

When a Shuo had an accident, he was only ten years old. Faced with several pieces of paper that he could not understand, he was too sad at that time. He did not go down carefully and believed that the body was ah Shuo. Now looking back, there were many doubts about the original thing. Maybe ashuo was not dead at all.

"If you are really idle and boring, you might as well think about how to cultivate a good relationship with the children earlier, and then drive out the woman who lives in your house, so that you can come here again and tangle with the death of a dead person. As for the ones you want, I can't give them to you. I don't know where they have been left for so many years. "

"Is that so?" Ye Zhen's eyes slowly darkened. It has been more than ten years, and those things are no longer there. He just has a glimmer of hope that he has not lost. Now it seems that this hope is in vain.

Ye Zhen returns to his villa. The time is near noon, and Yunxuan goes to Xie Zhihuo's home to cook. At this time, the villa is empty. Ye Zhen stands quietly in front of a wall on the second floor with a complicated look.

Xie Zhihuo's family, Yunxuan and Xie Zhihuo are having dinner.

"Buzz." Two vibrations came from the mobile phone. Xie Zhihuo picked up the mobile phone, and his face, which was originally smiling, was suddenly gloomy.

"What's the matter?" Yunxuan asked with concern.

"It's OK." Xie Zhihuo put away his mobile phone and continued to eat, but he had no previous smile. He clenched his fists, and his eyes were filled with anger. The contents of the text messages kept echoing in his mind, "garbage, you are still so incompetent and weak, you can never compare with your brother!"

Not my brother... Not my brother? How can I not compare with him!

"Would you like to have a rest?" Seeing Xie Zhihuo's face getting worse and worse, Yunxuan asked tentatively.

"Don't worry about it!" Xie Zhihuo was impatient in his cold voice.

Yunxuan was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment. After a moment, Xie Zhihuo responded, "I'm sorry, I just... Was not in a good mood."

"It's OK. Everyone has a bad mood." Yunxuan said with a smile, "I'll pour you a glass of orange juice."

Thank you very much Xie Zhihuo, who was drinking orange juice, calmed down a lot. He just looked complicated in his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking about.

It's not necessary for Yunxuan to ask herself any more secrets.

"Ye Zhen, what are you doing?" Yunxuan, who has just entered the living room, is stunned. Ye Zhen is standing on the second floor, smashing a wall with a big hammer.

What's the matter? One or two is not normal today? She hurried up the stairs.

When he got closer, Ye Zhen had already put down his hammer. At the moment, there was a big hole in the wall. Ye Zhen stepped back two steps and kicked it. The wall collapsed, revealing its original appearance. Yunxuan's eyes widened in surprise. There was a room here!

Ye Zhen walks in, and Yunxuan follows in curiously.

"Is this?" Yun Xuan's as like as two peas in the three floor of a haunted house.

"This is my brother's room." Ye Zhen slightly breathes heavily, because just now unceasingly smashes the wall, also because he at the moment the mood is somewhat unstable.

Since a Shuo left, he has sealed this place completely and opened it again today, so the memory of dust laden also surged over, making him a little breathless.

"Why seal it up?" Yunxuan looks at Ye Zhen. She only hears Ye Zhen's ambiguous remarks about his brother, but she has no idea what happened.

Ye Zhen walked to the bedside, fell back and lay on his back like tired, "come here." He reached for Yunxuan.

When Yunxuan goes by, Ye Zhen suddenly sits up and holds her in her arms, and then lies down again.

"Don't move. Let me hold it for a while." The voice was low. After a pause, Yunxuan stopped struggling. She leaned quietly against Ye Zhen's chest. She felt the vibration coming from her chest and heard him speak slowly.

"That home is a arena for asho and me."

It was a beautiful and cruel childhood. The two brothers supported each other and fought with each other. Until Ye Zhen was ten years old, all this was ended by Ye Shuo's death, and Ye Zhen became the final winner.

Yunxuan is silent. She doesn't know what to say. Ye Zhen is right, ye Shuo is even more right. The wrong person is Ye Zhishen. Why do brothers in the big family have to fight each other out of the corner.Even if it was the winner... She looked up a little, but she could only see Ye Zhen's chin, but she also knew that Ye Zhen's expression at the moment was not happy. The victory did not bring him happiness, but worked numbly like a machine every day until all the blood essence was exhausted.

"Did you and your brother live here before?" She felt that she should ask, because ye Zhen seemed to need an excuse to talk.

"At that time, in order to cultivate successors, the Ye family specially asked our two brothers to move out to live and train intensively. We spent most of our childhood here. My room and a Shuo are next to each other, playing, studying and doing everything together. Xiaoke Xiaoyan's study is the one we used together before. " Recalling the scene of childhood, Ye Zhen's lip corners slowly rose, as if back to that time carefree time.

"No wonder you work in your bedroom. Don't you have a spare room in the villa? Why don't you spare one for your study?"

"I'm not used to doing study space in a single room. It's OK to work in the bedroom."

Yunxuan nodded her head cleverly. In this strange room, the scene of two people talking together quietly made her feel at ease. Especially Ye Zhen's chest was warm, and she felt very comfortable.

Ye Zhen seems to have a special interest in shunmao. He stroked the back of Yunxuan's head and told the things that had been hidden for many years. He was also a lot less sad, "tell me about your childhood."

"My childhood..." Yunxuan hehe's smile, "it's not much better."