Jin Ziying was drowsy in her sleep when she was suddenly shaken awake by someone.
"Brother, I was busy from eight o'clock in the morning to four o'clock today. Can you let me sleep for a while?" She couldn't help Jin Chengjun's vigorous shaking, and all the sleepy people ran away. She opened the cotton in annoyance.
He sat up and glared at Jin Chengjun angrily: "Also, your sister is pregnant and cannot withstand your torture."
Jin Chengjun seemed not to notice her dissatisfaction, but said eagerly: "Do you still have the photo album of our childhood?"
"What photo album?" Jin Ziying was confused and asked with a pout.
"It's the photo of us when we were in the orphanage. Didn't Dean Fang give it to you?" Jin Chengjun said with a frown.
He remembered that they had taken photos when they were children. Later, when they left the orphanage, the director gave them to Jin Ziying. At that time, their brother and sister were only ten and five years old.
"Where's the photo album? No." After hearing this, Jin Ziying fell back on the bed and put the quilt over her head.
"Isn't there any?" Jin Chengjun frowned deeply, and reluctantly pulled Jin Ziying's quilt aside and asked, "Aren't there any?"
Jin Ziying wailed and said with a grimace: "Brother, please spare me." She pointed to the dressing table and said: "The second drawer, there is a tin box inside, you can look through it yourself."
Jin Chengjun immediately went to where she said she was and opened a drawer and saw an old tin box inside. He knew that this was his sister's treasure box, specially designed to contain her treasures.
Thinking of the hard times the brother and sister had in the past, Jin Chengjun's heart softened. He opened the box and first saw some bead flowers tied to his hair, worthless bead necklaces, and some trinkets.
He picked up a pink hairpin. The rabbit on the hairpin had lost one of its ears. He suddenly remembered the scene many years ago when Jin Ziying held the rabbit hairpin that had lost its ears and cried miserably.
That hairpin was bought with the money he got from scavenging rags. It was specially given to her as a fifth birthday gift. However, some kid in the orphanage broke his ear. She cried for a long time. He promised to buy it again.
Willing to give up only if you are new
Unexpectedly, she still kept this hairpin. Jin Ziying pinched the small hairpin with a smile in her eyes.
At the bottom of the iron box, he pulled out an old photo. The brother and sister were standing under an osmanthus tree in the orphanage, dressed in rags. He put his hand on his sister's shoulder, with a look of pain on his face.
Qiu Shen looked serious, but Jin Ziying had a bright smile, tied with two horn braids, her little hands made a V-shaped victory pose, and her eyes were dark.
Looking at his sister's eyes and his own eyes as a child, Jin Chengjun subconsciously overlapped the eyes of the child he saw during the day with the two siblings in the photo.
The more contrast, the more similar they become.
Jin Ziying was so disturbed by Jin Chengjun that she had lost sleep for a long time. Seeing that the room was quiet, she couldn't help but pull open the quilt curiously. She couldn't help but be surprised when she saw her elder brother frowning and pursed his lips while holding the photo.
Anyway, no one was around. Jin Ziying picked up the coat hanging by the bed and put it on, walked over, looked at the yellowed photo and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"Huh?" Jin Chengjun was so fascinated by his thoughts that he didn't notice Jin Ziying walking over. He turned his head in confusion and watched her purse her lips before suddenly saying: "Oh, I saw a child today. His eyes looked like yours when he was a child.
s eyes"
Jin Ziying rolled her eyes after hearing this, leaned on the dressing table, picked up a comb, and combed her hair and said, "You want to say, like your eyes?"
Everyone knows that the two brothers and sisters have very similar eyes, especially when they were young. But as they grow up, Jin Chengjun's eyes become sharper.
"Brother, aren't you so naive as to think that a child with eyes that look like yours is your child?" Jin Ziying grabbed the end of her hair and said unintentionally: "There are so many people who look like you in the world.
Not to mention the eyes, there are a lot of people who look like twins."
Jin Chengjun was annoyed by her unintentional remarks and snorted: "Do you think your brother is a fool? I'm just curious about what you were like when you were a child."
He didn't admit that he was being talked about. As she said, there were so many people who looked alike in the world. He was just surprised and wanted to come and take a look.
Child, he has been in love for many years and will never leave any trouble. He will not let any woman give birth to his child. Once a woman said that she was pregnant with his seed, he did not say anything and just said that she would give birth to him.
, if the DNA test shows that it is not his seed, let her take responsibility for it. The woman was so frightened that she said she had a miscarriage after a fall, and after paying a sum of money, she never appeared in front of him again.
Those women who are only after money, only see his power and his money, and intend to threaten him with their children? Sorry, once they see their fate clearly, they will run faster than anyone else. These women who are greedy for vanity, who
If they dare to give birth to a child who is not the rightful owner and raise it themselves, will they be willing?
The answer is impossible!
Therefore, although for a moment he thought that the child during the day looked like him, now, Jin Ziying said it and dismissed the possibility that it might be his child.
He was very aware of his caution, but Jin Chengjun was in a state of embarrassment at this time, and he didn't even think about the days when he got married, and when he tormented Lu Man to death, he didn't take any safety measures.
"Look at you, the yellow-haired girl clung to her brother's hand back then, but now she has become a great beauty and has to hold her hand." Jin Chengjun looked at Jin Ziying's childish appearance in the photo and said with a pretentious sigh.
In fact, his sigh was not all false. In the blink of an eye, they have all grown up, and my sister is getting married. They are all living a good life. Their parents who died young should feel relieved.
"She is just a little beauty, okay?" Jin Ziying glanced at him, snatched the photo from his hand and said, "You look sour. You usually look serious like an old man, but I can't tell that you are still in love."
Where’s the sister complex?”
"Stinky girl, now that your wings are strong and you have found a backer, you dare to tease your brother." Jin Chengjun glared and stretched out his hand towards her waist.
The two brothers and sisters were joking to themselves, but there was a knock on the door, and Amy Tan's voice called them to eat.
Jin Ziying suppressed her smile and became a little cold. She snorted and glared at her brother displeasedly and said, "She's not married. She lives her own life, just like her own family."
She took off her coat, got back into bed, pulled the quilt over her head and said, "I ate cake when I came back just now and I have no appetite. Go out and close the door for me." Facing Amy Tan's disgusting act of pretending to be a sister-in-law, she said
I can't eat it
Jin Chengjun looked at his little sister who was having a bad temper, shook his head fondly, and frowned when he heard Amy Tan's voice.