Ye Jinghe still cared about the person who looked just like him.
However, the other party harbored obvious malice towards his brother, which made him very unhappy, and he did not want to see him.
However, after dinner, the maid who was in charge of taking care of that person came to report that the other person wanted to see him, and only wanted to see him alone.
"What do you want to see me for?" Ye Jinghe asked as he entered the guest room.
"You wanted to know who I am, didn't you? I can tell you now," Ye Jinghe said, lying on the bed. "Actually, I am you."
"Are you me?" Ye Jinghe felt he couldn't understand what this person meant.
"I am also Ye Jinghe, the fifth prince of Dayuan. You and I are the same person, but one of us is real and the other is fake. I think you are the fake one," the person lying on the bed said with certainty.
Ye Jinghe found this person somewhat ridiculous. Regardless of whether it was true or not, "How can you prove to me that you are me? You can't just rely on this similar face, can you?"
Not to mention that there are people in the world who look alike, disguise makes it very easy to achieve this.
"When I was one year and eight months old, I fell while practicing walking, and my palm was scraped and bleeding. That's my earliest memory of myself," Ye Jinghe recalled as he lay in bed.
As he reminisced, Ye Jinghe also recalled his own past.
At that time, he was surrounded by a group of palace maids and nannies to take care of him. After falling and scraping his palm, he cried loudly in pain, completely unaware of the hardships he would experience in the future.
Most people don't have any scattered memories until they are at least three years old, but Ye Jinghe is definitely an expert in this regard, remembering things from when he was just over one year old.
He didn't tell anyone this secret, not even his brother. He was too afraid to tell anyone when he was little, for fear of being seen as a monster.
Later, I felt there was no need to say it. Compared to my brother's wisdom, his good memory was nothing.
This is something only he should know.
But this one incident alone is not enough to convince him that Ye Jinghe is himself.
"Is there any other evidence?" Ye Jinghe asked.
"The day that woman in Changchun Palace gave birth was the first time I was locked up, because the palace servants were worried that I would affect her. But she gave birth for a whole day, and then the palace servants forgot about me and only remembered me a day later."
"Not only was I locked up for two days, but no one brought me food during those two days. If it weren't for the half-plate of snacks left in the room, I would have starved to death back then," Ye Jinghe said, recounting another incident.
"What does that half-plate of snacks taste like?" Ye Jinghe asked, who was standing.
He didn't ask what kind of pastry it was, but rather what it tasted like. Even the same pastry can taste different depending on who makes it, unless he has tasted it himself.
"It's so sweet, it's sickeningly sweet," Ye Jinghe said, lying down, with a look of disgust on his face.
Those pastries were indeed sickeningly sweet, but they saved his life, so Ye Jinghe developed a fondness for sweets from then on.
"Anything else?" Ye Jinghe continued to ask.
"When I was three years and nine months old, I went mad for the first time in front of that woman from Changchun Palace. She was holding her precious son at the time, and when I had my episode, she was so frightened that she almost dropped her son. If I hadn't still had a sliver of consciousness and caught him, Ye Jingning would have fallen to his death. But not only was she ungrateful, she also thought I had deliberately murdered her son and ordered me to be locked up for three days without being given any food. If I hadn't been quick-witted and secretly hidden a few pieces of pastry before being locked in my room by the palace servants, I wouldn't have survived three days at all."
"Those pastries were sweet, but they didn't last more than three days. I was so hungry that I almost caught and ate the rats in the room alive."
After this story was told, Ye Jinghe finally had to believe that this person really was him, because what this person said was also something he had experienced, and only he knew the details.
No wonder he had a strange feeling whenever he saw this kind of person.
"Who inflicted these injuries on you?" After confirming that the person was indeed him, Ye Jinghe was most concerned about his injuries.
He had never suffered such a loss in his life, and he was determined to make those who hurt him pay the price.
"Xie, Chang, An!" Ye Jinghe, lying on the bed, uttered the name slowly and deliberately.
"Impossible! My brother said it wasn't Xie Chang'an." Ye Jinghe denied it subconsciously.
He trusted his brother more than he trusted another version of himself.
"He says it's not true, so it's not true? Why do you believe him? And why do you call him brother? Does he deserve it? Have you forgotten how he treated you before?" Ye Jinghe asked coldly from the bed.
Ye Jinghe's eyes changed, becoming exactly like the other Ye Jinghe's. He said coldly, "My brother is the best person to me in this world. I won't allow anyone to insult him, not even if you are the other one! This is the second time. There's no third time. If there's a third time, I won't let you off!"
"Also, you say I'm fake, but I think you're the fake one. I love my brother the most, and I would never forget him, even in death, and I would never have any ill will towards him. So, you can't be me!" After saying that, Ye Jinghe turned and left.
Neither of the Ye Jinghes slept well that night.
The next day, during breakfast, Ye Jingchen noticed the shadows around Ye Jinghe's eyes and casually asked him about it.
"Brother, do you believe there can be two of you in this world?" Ye Jinghe hesitated for a moment before asking.
Ye Jingchen thought for a moment and said, "The world is vast and full of wonders. We don't have conclusive evidence to completely deny that there can be two of us, but we also don't have conclusive evidence to prove that there are two of us, so I can't answer your question."
Ye Jingchen's answer was a bit of a mouthful, but Ye Jinghe understood it.
The appearance of another version of himself is indeed illogical, but in fact, there have been examples of such illogical things around him before, namely the appearance of his older brother.
As he grew up, he often wondered when exactly his brother replaced the original Ye Jingchen.
However, he didn't dare to ask this question, fearing that if he did, his brother would become the same Ye Jingchen he used to be.
Although he is now grown up and no longer a little child who needs his older brother to support him, his life would be meaningless if he lost his brother.
"Why did you suddenly ask this question?" Ye Jingchen asked Ye Jinghe.
“I met that person last night, and he told me some things,” Ye Jinghe said.
It's not hard to guess what 'some things' are.
However, Ye Jingchen did not expect that the other Ye Jinghe would reveal his identity so directly.
"Does he mean he's the same person as you?" he asked deliberately.
Ye Jinghe was startled and quickly asked, "How did you know, brother?"
"You just asked me that question," Ye Jingchen said.
"I once read a theory about parallel universes in a book. Although there is only one me in this world, there may also be one me in another world. Then, due to different experiences, we will have completely different lives."
"Perhaps, that person is you from another world?"
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