"elder brother……"
Hearing the footsteps, He Qianmin turned around and his eyes lit up.
"Why don't you wear a coat when you go out?" Jiang Chen frowned, took off his coat and threw it on him: "Put it on."
"I'm not cold." He Qianmin took the warm coat, feeling nervous but happy: "Brother, can I come to your house tonight?"
"If I don't allow you to go, will you sleep on the street?" Jiang Chen raised his chin and turned to walk towards the taxi waiting on the roadside: "Put on your clothes and come back with me."
He Qianmin quickly put on Jiang Chen's coat, and the warmth unexpectedly flowed into his every limb. He grabbed the hem of the coat tightly, took a few quick steps to catch up with Jiang Chen, and followed him closely.
"Master, sorry for the long wait. Could you please take us to Zhonghai Park Community?"
The driver smiled and said, "Okay, let's go right away."
The air conditioner was on in the taxi, and He Qianmin felt the blood in his frozen body gradually flowing back, and his whole body became warm. He turned his head to look at Jiang Chen, and seeing his cold expression, he was suddenly at a loss: "Brother..."
Jiang Chen said calmly, "It's so late, and you're going out without a coat or money. Have you ever thought about what to do if you run into danger?"
He Qianmin explained: "I have walked this road many times. It is very safe even at night. Besides, I have a cell phone with me so I can call you."
"What if I wasn't looking at my phone when I was doing the experiment, and it was turned off or silent?"
"I..." He Qianmin had never thought about the possibility that Jiang Chen would not answer his call. He told the truth: "I didn't think so much at the time, and I thought you would definitely answer my call."
Hearing him being so honest, Jiang Chen didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. He caught a glimpse of He Qianmin's aggrieved and uneasy expression out of the corner of his eye. When he saw him standing alone in the dark street, the anger that was surging up in his heart was extinguished little by little.
"Don't be so impulsive next time." Jiang Chen clicked his tongue, raised his hand and patted him on the head. When his eyes swept over the red ends of his eyes and the tip of his nose, he paused as he was about to pat him again, and rubbed his head hard a few times instead: "No matter what happens, you must put your own safety first, do you understand?"
"I understand, brother." He Qianmin was pushed forward by his strength, his head resting on Jiang Chen's shoulder. The hand on his head was lightened, he did not move, his nose felt a little sour: "Brother, it's great to have you."
Jiang Chen rubbed his head and softened his tone: "This won't happen again."
"I promise there won't be a next time..." He Qianmin said in a muffled voice.
The driver suddenly asked: "Is this your brother?"
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes."
The driver glanced at the two of them from the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "Don't be so willful in the future, brother. Your brother was so anxious looking for you all the way and kept urging me to drive faster."
He Qianmin didn't look up, Jiang Chen answered for him: "Don't mind, he's in a bad mood today, he's not like this usually."
“It’s normal for kids.” The driver smiled. “I have two boys in my family. They’re just like you. When the younger brother gets angry, he won’t listen to anyone but his older brother. So I knew you were brothers at first glance.”
He Qianmin sat up, turned his head away and sniffed, and said in a muffled voice: "Do we look like brothers?"
"Of course." The driver said, "Uncle, I have been driving for so many years. I can tell at a glance whether a person is a married couple, a boyfriend or girlfriend, or whether they are going on a date, catching an adulterer, or getting a divorce. Uncle tells you, judging people is a science. For example..."
The driver was explaining his way of judging people in front, but He Qianmin could not hear anything. He stared blankly at Jiang Chen's profile. The neon lights formed a silhouette on his face through the car window, covering his rapidly trembling pupils.
In the split second after the driver's first sentence was spoken, He Qianmin suddenly found the answer to a question that had puzzled him for a long time: Why did He Qianjian have to have a physical examination with Jiang Chen every year?
——Because of blood drawing.
He had fallen into a misunderstanding before. He had always thought that the He family would have blood drawn for physical examinations every year. If He Qianjian was not his parents' biological son, it would be impossible for him to hide the truth. But he never thought that He Qianjian could use his ability to exchange things through the air to exchange his blood with Jiang Chen.
If Jiang Chen is his parents' biological son and his biological brother, then everything He Qianjian did before can be explained.
He Qianjian tried every means to prevent Jiang Chen from meeting them because Jiang Chen was born with a face that belonged to the He family. Even a stranger could tell their blood relationship at a glance.
The strange thing is that as a true member of the He family, he had never felt that Jiang Chen looked like him before, so even though many people mentioned to him that they looked like biological brothers, He Qianmin just thought that it was because of the feeling between him and Jiang Chen that made people think so.
Some people also said that Jiang Chen and He Qianyang looked very similar, but He Qianmin didn't think so. In his opinion, He Qianyang and Jiang Chen were two completely different people. He could find the difference between them without even looking at them, and he didn't think they were similar in any way.
Because they are too familiar, it is easier to distinguish. It is also this familiarity that blinded He Qianmin's eyes and made him not figure this out until now.
He Qianmin searched his mind for every detail that He Qianjian had used against Jiang Chen, stringing together all his previous puzzles into one line, pointing directly to the answer in his mind:
——The reason why He Qianjian sent people to follow Jiang Chen for four years was because he was monitoring Jiang Chen, worried that Jiang Chen would know his identity and expose him; the reason why He Qianjian sent Sun Zhi to block Jiang Chen and wanted to cut him happened to be when his father asked him to have another physical examination and blood draw; the reason why He Qianjian sent people to kidnap Jiang Chen was because he wanted to take action against Jiang Chen once and for all; the posts in Chenghua Forum were deleted so quickly because He Qianjian was afraid that someone would see the posts and check them out... He did everything with only one purpose, which was to prevent people from discovering the truth that he had usurped the throne.
He Qianmin grasped the edge of his coat tightly, his eyes trembling violently, and only one sentence kept repeating in his mind: He Qianjian is fake, Jiang Chen is his real brother!
Jiang Chen thought He Qianmin had fallen asleep after hearing no movement for a long time. He leaned over slightly, accidentally touching his cold hand with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Master, please turn up the air conditioner."
The driver also noticed the silence in the back, nodded slightly, and silently turned up the air conditioner.
It was a quiet journey, and the taxi slowly stopped at the entrance of the community.
"Qian Min?" Jiang Chen patted He Qian Min's arm, "We're here."
He Qianmin had not slept in the first place, and he sat up straight when Jiang Chen called him. The struggle he had been having along the way was particularly intense at this moment. He wanted to tell Jiang Chen the truth immediately, but he was worried that Jiang Chen might not be willing to accept it.
He had seen with his own eyes how good the relationship between Jiang Chen, Uncle Jiang and Aunt Yang was, so he knew it very well. If it were him, he might find it difficult to accept the news for a while, and he didn't have any evidence yet.
"You're not getting off the car?" Jiang Chen saw He Qianmin sitting upright and motionless, and asked with a smile: "Are you still asleep?"
He Qianmin came back to his senses and wanted to say something several times, but when he met Jiang Chen's smiling eyes, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, opened the car door and got out.
It was getting late, and Yang Si went to bed early and lightly because she was pregnant. Jiang Zhuo was afraid that the noise from sleeping late would wake her up, so he went to bed with her. When Jiang Chen and He Qianmin returned, there was only a small yellow light left in the living room.
"Be quiet." Jiang Chen reminded in a low voice and led He Qianmin into his room.
It was not the first time that He Qianmin came to Jiang Chen's room, but he only took a look last time. Now was his real visit. He looked around curiously: on the left side of the door was a walnut-colored wardrobe of the same length and color as the bed, and on the bedside table next to the wardrobe were a reading light, an alarm clock and a water cup. The bed was covered with dark blue sheets and quilt covers, which were folded very neatly. The other side of the bed extended from the bedside table to the entire wall with the window except for the window. It was a bookcase, which was already full of books, and many were piled on the ground next to the desk opposite the bed. The desk was very long and large, and it should be specially customized. There was no problem for three people to sit there and do their homework at the same time. The desk was very clean, except for the two computers on the left side, one tilted and the other facing the desk line. The other side should be where Jiang Chen usually did his homework, with only a desk lamp and a book.
The whole room is not big, but it is very clean and tidy. There are no books on the bookcase parallel to the bottom of the window. There is a glass vase next to the desk with some blooming flowers in it. The empty space outside the vase is filled with various novel handmade toys, including trains, airplanes, and robots. The colorful toys are not out of place in the dark room, but make the room more warm.
From these details, we can see that the owner of the room must be very loved and have a very happy family.
"Why are you daydreaming again?" Jiang Chen came out of the shower and saw He Qianmin still standing at the door. He put the things he had just found out of the closet in his arms: "The clothes are ones I have never worn, the bath towel is also new, the shampoo is in a dark blue bottle, and the shower gel is light blue. Go take a shower."
He Qianmin clutched the clothes in his hands, lowered his eyes and nodded, then turned and left the room.
Jiang Chen didn't notice his abnormality, he just thought he was sleepy, he wiped his hair casually, walked to the desk and sat down, turned on the computer, put on headphones, and said in a low voice: "Changjiang, search He Yanfeng's email according to the notes in my address book."
"He Yanfeng's email address has been found."
"Send him a copy of the video I recovered tonight."
"Searching, sent."
Jiang Chen took off his headphones, suppressed his complicated look in his eyes, turned around and walked to the window.
…
During the more than ten minutes of showering, He Qianmin struggled fiercely, analyzed the situation countless times in his mind, and finally made a decision.
He Qianjian's actions proved that he must have known his life experience, but it was difficult to guess when he knew it. The only time frame that could be determined was that it must have been before he was in the second grade of junior high school. Moreover, He Qianmin was very sure that there must be someone behind He Qianjian, otherwise He Qianjian would have been only a few months old more than ten years ago, and no matter how powerful he was, he would not have been able to exchange his DNA samples with Jiang Chen.
However, He Qianmin had no idea who the person behind him was or what his purpose was.
But he thought that since he already knew the truth, and this truth would be revealed sooner or later, Jiang Chen should know it as soon as possible. He Qianjian and the people behind him definitely did not want his identity to be exposed. If Jiang Chen knew nothing about this, he would be in danger.
Standing at the door of the room, He Qianmin took a few deep breaths and opened the door only after making sufficient mental preparation.
"elder brother."
Jiang Chen turned around and saw He Qianmin wearing clothes that were much too big for him, with messy hair, a fair and handsome face, and eyes that were wet from the steam. He was looking at him helplessly and pitifully.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Chen's heart softened and he walked towards him: "The water is too cold?"
He Qianmin's eyes fell on the robot in his hand, his fingers gripping the bath towel tightened, but the words on his lips couldn't come out.
Jiang Chen noticed his gaze, handed the robot in his hand to him, and said with a smile: "You want it? I'll give it to you."
He Qianmin lowered his head, looking at the exquisitely crafted robot in his hand, without saying a word.
"This was a birthday gift my dad made for me when I was six years old. He made all the toys I had as a kid, and we put them together." Jiang Chen chuckled, pointed at the robot's chest, and said with a smile: "See this blue piece? In order to give me a surprise, he designed this robot according to the robot in my favorite cartoon at that time. The robots in the cartoons were all red, so these woods were painted red before being put together. But when I was a kid, he decided on the color of the robot without discussing it with me, and I was angry for a long time. In the end, in order to coax me, my dad took my oil paintbrush and painted the robot's body blue, and it became the weird look it has now."
Without looking at Jiang Chen's expression, one can hear the tenderness and nostalgia in his tone. He Qianmin's eyelashes trembled, and he touched the blue spot and whispered, "Uncle Jiang is very good to my brother."
"Of course." Jiang Chen recalled: "Growing up, all my friends envied my parents, especially my dad, because he loved playing with children, and his toys were both interesting and beautiful, so those children liked him very much. Some even cried and said they wanted to exchange their fathers with me."
"And then?"
"What later?"
"What happened to the child who cried and wanted to change his father?"
Jiang Chen laughed: "He was severely beaten by his father and never said that again."
He Qianmin's knuckles turned white as he grasped the robot. He was silent for a few seconds before taking a deep breath and looking up, "What if..."
Jiang Chen raised his eyes: "Hmm? If what?"
He Qianmin avoided his sight, picked up a towel beside him and covered his head, wiping it roughly. Jiang Chen clicked his tongue, stood up, took the towel, and helped him wipe his hair: "Have you ever wiped your hair yourself?"
The room was silent for a long time before a muffled and soft voice came from inside the bath towel: "Nothing."
Jiang Chen thought he meant no, so he rubbed his hair vigorously, then gently reminded him: "I will only wipe it for you this time, you have to learn how to wipe it yourself in the future, this is a basic life skill."
"elder brother."
"how?"
"nothing."
Boom boom boom.
He Yanfeng rubbed his brows and looked towards the door: "Come in."
"Is the work not done yet?"
Yang Yun walked in, put the milk in her hand, and spoke with concern.
He Yanfeng took the milk and took a sip, his eyes fell on the mailbox page that still had no unread emails, and he sighed softly. He didn't know why, after hearing what Jiang Chen said, he sat in the study until 11:15, during which time he didn't do any work, just waiting.
"Is there still a lot of work?" Yang Yun took the milk he had finished drinking.
He Yanfeng shook his head, put one hand around his wife's waist, reached for the power button with the other hand, and said with a smile: "Nothing, we can go to sleep right away--"
He fixed his eyes on the unread emails and saw a (1) next to them.
Yang Yun saw his expression and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
He Yanfeng slowly moved his finger from the power button and placed it on the mouse. He moved the cursor and clicked on the email. It was an email with no title or content, only a video attachment.
"Video?" Yang Yun asked curiously, "Who sent it?"
“A partner.”
Although he hadn't clicked on the video yet, He Yanfeng inexplicably believed that Jiang Chen would not lie to him. He believed that there really was something in it related to his two sons that had caused him to misunderstand. He intuitively felt that the things in it might not be easy for people to accept, so he subconsciously concealed it from his wife.
If it was something really hard to digest, he had to confirm it and be well prepared before telling his wife. He couldn't let her be frightened and worried without any warning.
He Yanfeng stood up, kissed Yang Yun's forehead, and said with a smile: "I still have some things to deal with, you go to sleep first."
Yang Yun didn't think much about it and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Good night."
After his wife left, He Yanfeng sat down again and clicked on the video.
The picture shows a group of laughing students. They are probably playing games and laughing happily. He Yanfeng can tell from the background of the box that this is a newly opened club near Huyang Wetland Park. Because it is not far from Chenghua, the entertainment projects are novel and varied, which is very suitable for the young people's fresh personality. In addition, the owner of this club is one of the leaders in the younger circle, Li Nanfeng, the prince of Lide, so it is very popular among the younger generation in the circle.
He Yanfeng and Li Nanfeng had discussed business in this club several times. Because of this, he could tell where this place was at a glance, and he believed the authenticity of the video even more. The video continued, and several boys in the corner of the screen stood up and walked to the other side.
He Yanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly. The one in the middle of the three boys was his youngest son, He Qianmin. The three boys walked and laughed as they came to a beverage table, which was full of glasses and goblets, including juices, drinks, and red wine.
I didn't expect that these little guys would dare to drink at the party. He Yanfeng raised his eyebrows and laughed.
However, the next second, his smile froze on his face. He Yanfeng pressed the space bar vigorously, and the video froze on the picture of He Qianmin's hands covered in blood. He Qianmin's shocked and painful expression and the helpless, frightened and panicked looks of the two boys next to him were clearly reflected in He Yanfeng's eyes. There was also a fruit knife covered in blood on the ground.
He Yanfeng slowly tightened and loosened his hands on the desk. He pulled the progress bar of the video and moved the time forward a few seconds.
——He Qianmin was talking to his friend with a smile while reaching out to take the cup on the table. Just in the direction where his hand stretched out, a glass disappeared out of thin air, and was replaced by a fruit knife stuck on the table. Then, his hand grabbed the glass.
He Yanfeng watched this video over and over again, and when his eyes began to turn red, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at the time and date in the upper right corner.
May 22, 8:06.
The night He Qianmin returned home with stitches on his injured hand and bandaged was May 22nd.
That night, he went downstairs to drink water and found that he was injured. After asking, He Qianmin replied that he accidentally cut himself. He didn't think much about it at the time, but now he recalled carefully, and remembered that his expression at the time was more calm and tired than impatient.
——Just like the expression he gave them when he ran away from home today.
He Yanfeng supported his hands on his knees and buried his face in his palms. Every word that He Qianmin had roared out today kept repeating in his mind, and he felt more guilty every time he repeated it.
While feeling regretful, he was also thinking, if what Qian Min said before was all true, then what had Qian Jian done over the years and why did he do this.
He Yanfeng couldn't think of a reason.
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