Chapter 86 Who am I to tell you
The space in the wooden box is filled with many children's toys, including building blocks, racing cars, toy guns... everything is dazzling.
Most of them were bought for Ji Zeqiu by his parents in the past.
At that time, he felt that these were the last things left to him by his parents, so no matter which relative he moved to, he had to take them with him even if they became a burden.
Ji Zeqiu picked up a small racing car, and the silent stagnant water in his heart rippled with nostalgia.
This racing car was given to him by his father, and it also came with a remote control. However, because it has been too long, the parts have aged and broken, and it has long been unable to start.
He carefully placed it on the ground, took out a Barbie doll from the box, and suddenly chuckled.
Actually, this Barbie doll was bought by her mother for her sister to play with.
My sister had a fever for a long time, and her mother had been taking care of her, but she had ignored him. Because he was jealous that his sister had taken away the mother he loved, he took away the Barbie doll that his sister loved.
He held the doll and stood in front of his sister's crib and muttered, "Sister, if you want to get the doll back, exchange your mother with me."
But the sister can't speak yet, so the exchange cannot be completed.
Does he plan to keep it first and then switch with his sister when she grows up?
With this collection, I have received it now.
Ji Zeqiu took out the toys in the box one by one, and his memory became clear again. He didn't stop until the thick old photo album at the bottom of the box was revealed.
My fingertips were rubbing on the yellowed cover, and I felt a sense of nostalgia. I stared at the album for a long time without daring to open it.
The arm holding the photo album was stiff and numb, and he suddenly came to his senses and nervously opened the cover.
The photo on the first page is a family portrait of a family of five.
He and Ji Tingyang tried their best to hold their sister and smiled brightly at the camera.
The parents stood behind them, with happy smiles on their faces.
Ji Zeqiu looked at his mother in the photo, her black hair hanging on her shoulders, her eyes looking at the camera like autumn water, her face as delicate and soft as water.
Even though he had been mentally prepared for it, when he saw that his mother looked exactly like Lin Xu, his pupils tightened and his head suddenly went blank with a buzzing sound.
His lips were slightly open, but no sound came out, and his eyes were empty.
Ji Zeqiu's palms trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe it. He kept flipping through the photos, desperately looking for a different photo to overturn the thoughts in his mind, but no matter which one it was, it was different from Lin Xu's. The current appearance coincides.
The photo album slipped from his hand, and the expression on his face gradually became stiff.
After a while, Ji Zeqiu stood up from the floor and walked to the study room with a dazed and helpless expression.
He remembered that Ji Tingyang also had a photo album, which he kept in his study.
Maybe Ji Tingyang’s photo album is different from his.
The steps were staggering, and the body hit the wall several times.
The housekeeper heard the movement upstairs and went up to take a look. When he saw Ji Zeqiu's bloodless cheek, his heart tightened with fear.
"Second Young Master, what's wrong with you? Let me help you."
"No need."
Ji Zeqiu brushed away the housekeeper's extended hand and entered the study tremblingly.
As if possessed by a demon, he opened drawer after drawer, persistently trying to find the photo album.
At this point, he can no longer figure out whether he is confirming this matter or denying it.
Suddenly, a special line of words stole his attention.
Paternity test results.
Ji Zeqiu stopped rummaging and took out the document, sweat dripping from his palms.
He opened the document and read it word for word.
The objects of identification: Ji Tingyang and Lin Xu.
Paternity test value: 99.999%
Identification result: The applicant and the respondent have a biological parent-child relationship.
So, Lin Xu is really his mother?
Ji Zeqiu's vision became blurry, and a big teardrop hit the document, soaking the paper. Lin Xu is his mother.
It’s really my mother...
Why didn't she tell herself?
Ji Zeqiu clutched the clothes on his chest, sour gastric juices churning in his body, and his breathing suddenly became rapid,
That was wrong.
No.
She said it.
That day he brought Lin Xu back to the apartment, and she told him with a serious face, "You may not believe it, but in fact I am your biological mother..."
Ji Zeqiu still remembered what she said, but He decisively did not believe it. Although they have the same name, their mother passed away long ago, and it is even less likely that they are so young now.
In this scientific world, he didn't think about surrealism at all.
Ji Zeqiu didn't come out of the study for a long time. The housekeeper paced back and forth in the living room, looking anxious and looking upstairs from time to time.
The second young master will not faint in the study, right?
When the uneasiness in his chest gradually expanded to the point where he wanted to rush to the study, Ji Tingyang finally came back.
He pushed Lin Xu in a wheelchair. As soon as he entered the door, the housekeeper trotted over, "Young master, the second young master is here."
Ji Tingyang frowned slightly, "What is he doing here? ?”
My mother has only lived here for a day, is he impatient to take her back?
"The second young master said he was coming back to get something, but I saw that his face was pale, as if he was not feeling well." A trace of worry appeared on the housekeeper's face, "He has been in the study for several hours, and now Didn’t come out either.”
Ji Tingyang looked towards the stairs, thinking a little.
Lin Xu couldn't sit still in the wheelchair. If she hadn't sprained her ankle now, she would have been running to the study as fast as she could.
Lin Xu pushed Ji Tingyang's hand and said anxiously: "Go to the study quickly."
Ji Tingyang pursed his thin lips and walked to the study reluctantly.
The door of the study room was unlocked. As soon as he entered, he saw Ji Zeqiu's eyes were red and he was staring at a document, stagnant in place.
There was something familiar about that document.
Ji Tingyang took a few steps closer and found the paternity test in his hand, and was also stunned.
"You..."
As soon as a word escaped his throat, a fierce wind blew up in front of his eyes, and his fist fell heavily on his face.
My cheek was almost numb from the pain, my ears were ringing, and a trace of blood slowly oozed from the corner of my mouth.
Ji Tingyang staggered, holding his palms on the desk to steady his body.
Ji Zeqiu's eyes were as cold as ice, his deep voice suppressed his anger, and he gritted his teeth, "Ji Tingyang, you are a bastard!"
"Why did you hide it from me!"
Ji Tingyang She obviously knew everything, but deliberately didn't tell him.
Even when he doubted the problem, the bastard deceived him and said it was just an illusion.
The next second, Ji Tingyang's collar was tightly grasped.
Ji Zeqiu's chest heaved violently, the fists in his hands became fierce, and veins popped out on the back of his hands as he continued to swing at him.
Ji Tingyang was prepared this time, tilting his head slightly to avoid his fist.
Ji Zeqiu volleyed and wanted to punch him a second time, but the fierce fist hit him in the face first.
Ji Tingyang flicked his wrist and sneered: "I'm afraid What tell you.”
It's the beginning of the month again, please throw the tickets in your hands at me~
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