Jiang Meng is a straightforward person. Although she likes ancient Chinese literature as much as Chu Xiao, she lacks implicit skills, let alone write profound poems or sentences, but this does not hinder her enthusiasm for writing poems.

"This child's name is Feng Ge, and I suddenly thought of a couplet, who is Feng Ge and Qinghe? Let's have another child in the future, otherwise Feng Ge will be so lonely!"

Whenever Chu Fengge or Chu Qinghe asked about the origin of his pretentious name, Jiang Meng would always answer like this, and Chu Xiao on the side would also echo, "Thanks to Mengmeng, you two brothers are so lively."

But their liveliness is not a stream of snowmelt in spring, which can be tinkling all year round. Their liveliness is the only explosion of fireworks this time.

Chu Fengge hadn't heard anyone recite that unstructured line of poetry for a long time. He thought that line, together with Bang Ran, disappeared after making people look up a little noisily, but unexpectedly, it was brought up again hastily by Yue Qing.

"who are you?"

Seeing someone is like living in a dream.

Chu Fengge feels that he is feeling this way now, Yue Qinghe is a person like a dream, as light as a dream, as heavy as a dream, as vague as a dream, and as clear as a dream.

Yue Qinghe took out a photo from his pocket. Although it was well preserved, it could still be seen that it was old. The background was an unknown European-style building, and a man was holding a child.

Although the quality of the color photos is not as high as the current photos, Chu Fengge can still recognize the man at a glance. The man is Chu Xiao, but who is the child who looks less than one year old?He doesn't know.

Because the back of the photo was uneven, Chu Fengge turned the photo over again, and there were three lines written on it.

The first line reads "Qiu Lin's birthday commemoration."

The second line reads, "After reading your letter, I couldn't help crying. You wrote in the letter: When the elder sees his brother, a drop of autumn rain will whiten a stalk. It is very touching. This child was born on an autumn rainy night. Let’s use Qiulin as the name.”

The third line is the time stamp.

Yue Qinghe didn't explain anything, Chu Fengge had already conjectured countless conjectures in his mind.

"Don't tell me, you are..."

Is that why he kept bringing up things about my parents?Chu Fengge felt that he was so stupid, it was impossible for Yue Qinghe to really have that kind of meaning towards him.

Chu Fengge even began to think that Yueqing and those previous actions were actually revenge, and must be trying to make him fall into Yueqing and the ghostly charm, and then hurt him badly.

And he still said so much in front of Yue Qinghe how Chu Xiao and Jiang Meng loved each other, Chu Fengge felt that he was too stupid in retrospect.

But that didn't count, the crux of the problem was that it wasn't until this moment that Chu Fengge suddenly realized that he actually didn't want Yue Qinghe's younger brother very much.

If Yue Qinghe's goal is really revenge, Chu Fengge knows that Yue Qinghe's goal has been achieved.

But he didn't even have the strength to be angry, so he asked in disbelief, "So you always wanted to tell me, is my dad actually your uncle? Are you my half-brother?"

Yue Qinghe didn't think to use this photo at first, and he didn't plan to tell Chu Fengge who he was. He just wanted to leave after achieving his goal at first, but he didn't expect to get deeper and deeper.

So before he took out the photo, he was still imagining what kind of reaction Chu Fengge would have.

But he never expected that Chu Fengge's brain circuit was so clear.

Is this person too imaginative, or too humorous?

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