The little sweetheart looked at him and said seriously the lines he thought of: "I have an older brother who is also nearby. I'll take a look at him and just saw you."

"Your brother?" Bo Qingyun's eyes drooped, and it happened to fall on her face.

It is a very round big eye, and it looks like a bay of lakes living in it, crystal clear.

Her forehead was also very delicate, her bangs were blown away by the wind, her eyebrows were thin and shallow, and her eyebrows were very beautiful.

This is a pretty girl.

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

The second time I saw her was when I accidentally discovered that she was a disciple of Yan Liu Pharmacist. Due to my identity, the actions were kept confidential and I could not even show my face easily.

So today, I also wore a big mask.

Bo Qingyun's eyes flew over the mask casually, her voice mixed with sand, but her tone was very calm: "You said you were a single-parent family and your mother raised you, but she never said she had another brother."

The little sweetheart keenly sensed the chill in his words, not as friendly as before.

But she was not afraid of such a cold-faced Bo Qingyun. She sat down together and supported her cheeks with her hands: "My brother left when she was just born. I was a few minutes late, but I didn't see him. Today is my birthday and his death day. I want to see him on this day of every year."

The little sweetheart said, looking up at the sky with his eyes.

But Bo Qingyun's eyes narrowed, as if she was thinking about something, her eyes suddenly became unconscious: "Are you twins?"

"Yes." Sweetheart nodded.

She thought that Daddy would be shocked at this moment, why was it so coincidental that he was a twin?

So she looked at Bo Qingyun's deep face and asked in confusion: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Bo Qingyun frowned and did not let go for a while.

She grew up in a single-parent family and had a twin brother who died just after birth. She and her mother were left to grow up with each other.

Xia Wanxing only left Xiao Xingchen, their daughter lost her breath as soon as she was born, and she also died of dysfunction.

Suddenly there was an absurd idea in his mind.

It was so absurd that it was just a moment when it rose, and it was suppressed by him, like a basin of cold water pouring down, and it was ridiculous.

Bo Qingyun thought that it might be because she really drank too much, but how could she think that Xia Wanxing was not dead, but ran away with her daughter?

He personally sent their bodies to cremation.

Moreover, twins are not uncommon, and it is not impossible to be born on the same day.

Everything is just a coincidence.

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

But today I was in a bad mood and couldn't be called a kind-hearted look. I just asked coldly without answering, "You are here to see your brother, and your mother can rest assured that you are alone?"

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

Thinking of her last time saying that her mother was very busy with work, Bo Qingyun couldn't help but frown: "Are you working as usual on this day today?"

After carefully considering his tone, the little sweetheart glanced at him: "Do you think my mother is very cold, even indifferent to her son's death day, and can you still have the mood to work?"

The little man is a little sarcastic.

Bo Qingyun was speechless and was still a little embarrassed after being silent.

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