Qing'er grew up in Chunman Garden. He has always been very restrained in his emotions and can even easily pretend to be in the most perfect state. Most of the time, he is neither sad nor happy. But today when he met Chen Ci, his emotions got out of control again and again.
Zhang Xiuyuan hugged Qing'er, whose eyes were red again, into his arms, patted his back, and soothed him gently: "You were so young at that time, it's not your fault. Whether Shen Ci blames you or not, it's not your own judgment. Maybe you should ask Shen Ci for his opinion."
People who seem to be the strongest and have the hardest shells actually always have a soft side deep down in their hearts. Outsiders think they are indestructible, but only when the softness in their hearts is touched will they know how fragile they are.
This is the case with Qing'er, and Shen Ci, his biological brother, is the softest existence in his heart.
"Then do you want to recognize Shen Ci?" Zhang Xiuyuan asked.
Qing'er was silent for a while before speaking firmly. The question that had been uncertain with Shen Chaomu had now been answered: "Yes." It was just that he was not mentally prepared yet. But he must take Shen Ci over, and he was willing to spend the rest of his life to make up for Shen Ci.
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The two returned to their home in the backyard of Yipinzhai and saw Zhao Chuchu waiting anxiously.
They had been out for too long this time, and Zhao Chuchu was a little worried. If she didn't know that the people she hired to go with them were very skilled, she would definitely have chased after them to see what was going on.
Zhang Xiuyuan told her what happened.
Zhao Chuchu was surprised. She never expected that Qing'er would find his biological brother after going out. To be honest, it was the first time she heard that Qing'er had a younger brother.
"Once you recognize him, you can live with us. Your brother will be our brother." Zhao Chuchu said.
A touch of emotion passed through Qing'er's heart.
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In the dilapidated temple, Shen Chaomu was making medicine for Shen Ci.
Perhaps because she was aware of the dilapidated state of the temple, Qing'er bought a clay pot for boiling medicine from the clinic.
After boiling the medicine, she brought it to Shen Ci.
Shen Ci's body was not well yet. After Qing'er and the others left, he fell into a deep sleep again. He had just woken up not long ago.
The medicinal soup exuded a bitter and unpleasant smell, but Shen Ci's expression remained unchanged as he drank it mouthful after mouthful.
[Sister Mu, can I go with you tomorrow?]
When Shen Chaomu was about to leave with the empty bowl, Shen Ci pulled her sleeve and gestured.
Shen Chaomu was silent for a while, then asked, "Do you want to see that brother named Qing'er again?"
Having his thoughts guessed, Shen Ci felt a little shy and nodded.
"You can go, but your fever needs to be gone by tomorrow morning. If you still have a fever, I won't let you go. You can only stay here and rest."
Shen Ci's eyes lit up and he gestured quickly.
I will definitely get better.
Shen Chaomu looked at the excited Shen Ci, rubbed his head, and then got up and left.
From the time she picked up Chen Ci, from the eight-year-old to the fourteen-year-old now, he had been exceptionally well-behaved and sensible, and even helped her a lot at such a young age. She was also very smart, and when she had the chance, she would secretly attend classes outside the private school, and she also learned to read.
Over the years, his emotions have been indifferent, as if all his emotions had been closed off when he was eight years old.
Now, this was the first time Shen Ci saw him so happy.
Sure enough, the blood relationship is strong. Even if they haven't recognized each other yet, there is a sense of connection between them.
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