Seeing that Qian Duoduo and Guo Suwa had finished their conversation about the cooperation, Lu Yuan naturally turned his gaze away.
However, Guo Suwa was not unaware of Lu Yuan's scrutiny. In fact, he had noticed Lu Yuan's gaze from the very beginning and was secretly pondering Lu Yuan's intentions.
As time went by, Guo Suwa's curiosity was gradually replaced by a strange anticipation. He couldn't help but wonder if Lu Yuan's observation of him meant anything.
Guo Suwa gently twirled her wrist on the dial of her left watch, then resolutely turned her gaze to Lu Yuan and said softly, "Mr. Lu, after looking at me for so long, have you also noticed the similarities between our eyes and brows?"
Upon hearing Guo Suwa's words, Lu Yuan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. That smile conveyed a sense of déjà vu, like that of a spoiled brat in the military compound when he was a teenager, carrying a hint of cunning and mischief.
Immediately afterward, Lu Yuan relaxed, leaning back comfortably in his chair, his right leg raised and resting on his left knee. This gesture was all too familiar to Lu Yuan, because before he joined the army, he would always make this signature move whenever he and his buddies plotted mischief in the military compound.
Guo Suwa looked at the cynical Lu Yuan before him, a stark contrast to the quiet, smiling, refined man from moments before. Yet, despite this, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if there were some special connection between them.
This feeling stirred up an indescribable emotion in Guo Suwa's heart, like a person lost in the darkness suddenly discovering a glimmer of light. His heart skipped a beat, as if it had missed a beat.
He unconsciously adjusted his posture, placing his feet flat on the ground, his back straight, and his hands neatly on the table. However, his right hand seemed to have its own mind, with its index and middle fingers involuntarily tapping the table, making a soft "tap-tap" sound.
Seeing Guo Suwa's actions, Lu Yuan was startled, especially by the frequency with which Guo Suwa tapped the table with his interlaced fingers—a gesture he remembered perfectly. His pupils contracted sharply, his body stiffened slightly, and he unconsciously lowered his raised right leg.
As Guo Suwa stopped tapping, Lu Yuan suddenly stood up. Due to the suddenness of the movement, the stool he was on lost its balance and fell to the ground with a loud bang, startling everyone present.
Lu Yuan's eyes were slightly red, and his voice trembled as he called out, "Fourth Brother!"
Guo Suwa hadn't expected Lu Yuan to be so agitated. He subconsciously glanced at his right hand, even though the tapping on the table was just an unconscious action in response to Lu Yuan's roguish behavior.
He had no idea that he was typing Morse code, a code known only to the five Lu brothers. Even Lu Fen and Lu Qing were unaware of it.
The Miao brothers, Miao Lun and Miao Yao, who were standing behind Guo Suwa, were startled by Lu Yuan's way of addressing him.
Guo Suwa subconsciously touched the watch face on her wrist again and asked softly, "How are you sure I'm your fourth brother?"
Lu Yuan said, "The Morse code you just typed with your fingers is a Morse code that only a few brothers in the Lu family know. And each person has their own unique signal and code points."
Guo Suwa was taken aback when he heard Lu Yuan's words, and he fell silent.
Qian Duoduo said, "If you two have any doubts, you can get a DNA test."
Guo Suwa hesitated. Although he also wanted to find his relatives and didn't want to lose those memories of more than 20 years, he wasn't sure if his current identity would allow him to fully integrate into that family.
After listening to Qian Duoduo's words, Lu Yuan nodded slightly to indicate that he had heard them. He thought for a moment and then said, "If you also have doubts about this matter, then we might as well do a DNA test first. After all, no matter what, we share the same grandfather, so we can be considered cousins, and we have the same blood flowing in our veins to some extent."
Upon hearing Lu Yuan's words, Guo Suwa looked down at his left hand, where his little finger was missing—it had been severed during a turf war after he lost his memory. His face showed no suspicion; he simply replied calmly, "Indeed, I do have some concerns. I'm sorry, I think I should take my leave now." With that, he turned and left without looking back, taking Miao Lun and Miao Mei with him, heading straight back to their hotel.
As soon as they entered the room, Miao Mei couldn't wait to ask, "Hey, Suwa, are they really your family?"
However, Guo Suwa simply sat silently on the sofa without giving a clear answer. She just waved her hand at them, seemingly unwilling to discuss the topic further.
Miao Lun and Miao Mei exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion and bewilderment in each other's eyes. Finally, they glanced helplessly at Guo Suwa, then turned and silently left his room, leaving Guo Suwa alone to ponder everything.
Back in Miao Lun's room, Miao Mei said, "Brother, I think this whole thing is a bit too fantastical."
Miao Lun said, "It's hard to say what will happen now. Besides, Suva has a considerable influence in the Emerald Kingdom, and whether China can accept it is another matter." Moreover, Suva hasn't seen his relatives here for over twenty years, and people's hearts are fickle.
Suva painstakingly raised the two brothers for twenty years, a debt of gratitude as heavy as a mountain. In the hearts of the two brothers, Suva was more than just an adoptive father; he was their beloved father.
However, the Miao brothers' background is quite complicated. They are not native to the Emerald Kingdom, but come from the distant Yunnan Province and belong to the Miao ethnic group. Although they have lived in the Emerald Kingdom for many years, they do not have much of a sense of belonging to this country. After all, they grew up in a foreign land and lack a deep understanding and emotional connection to their motherland—China.
Living in the Emerald Kingdom for so long, an environment rife with violence and strife, the two Miao brothers' hands were stained with many sins. Every day they witnessed scenes of fighting, killing, and territorial disputes, and under this influence, their behavior gradually became ruthless and unscrupulous.
Now that they are about to return to China, a country renowned for its rule of law, it is indeed a worrying question whether they can adapt to such a drastically different social environment.
Guo Suwa had been sitting quietly on the sofa for two full hours. His fingers were unconsciously tapping a string of Morse code on the back of the armrest, as if it were the only way he could relieve his inner anxiety. As the tapping speed increased, his headache became more and more intense, as if it were about to explode.
Finally, Guo Suwa reluctantly stopped what she was doing, clutching her head tightly with both hands, trying to endure the excruciating pain.
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