Just when she saw everything in the room clearly, her eyes widened in disbelief.

There was a vase on the small table, with a few withered pear blossoms in it. Bai Mingwei, who was always meticulous, didn't even notice the color of the vase.

Her gaze crossed over and landed on the person on the bed.

He stared at that figure, frozen.

The candlelight danced gently, the light and shadow flickered, and the person in front of me flickered between light and darkness.

Everything is like a dream, so unreal.

She couldn't believe it, and blinked again, focusing on the person in front of her, confirming every step of the way.

First, the man's face had the same outline, the same facial features, and the same bright eyes as Brother Qi.

Then there was the figure of the man, who was the same as Seventh Brother, tall and tall, with an extraordinarily slender body.

Everything shows that he is very similar to Seventh Brother, but yet so different.

His hair was dry and rough, his cheeks were thin and bone-like, his eye sockets were sunken, and his body was thin and thin. His clothes were dangling on his body and were so thin that they seemed to fall over if the wind blew.

Especially the skin. Seventh Brother's skin is said to have been inherited from his mother's. It is smooth, delicate, and fair. At a glance, you can tell that he is the noble son raised by the Zhongmingding Food Family.

But the face of the person in front of me was full of vicissitudes of life, and there were all kinds of scars and wounds on it.

Where is Brother Seven here?

Where is the young man in bright clothes and angry horses?

Apart from her eldest brother, where is Bai Xiaoqi, the flawless beauty recognized in the capital, the one who makes countless women in the boudoir blush with their hearts beating?

Bai Mingwei stared blankly, in disbelief. He couldn't believe that the person in front of him was Brother Qi.

She couldn't believe it!

Bai Ming opened his mouth slightly and asked carefully, "Is it you? Is it my seventh brother?"

The man choked up and replied softly: "It's me."

The moment he saw Bai Mingwei for the first time, surprise flashed across the eyes of the man on the bed.

The sister in my memory has good conversation, beautiful appearance, elegant temperament, and is even more intelligent than ordinary people.

His sister is the most dazzling pearl in the capital and the ultimate goal of countless women in the world.

But there was a person a few steps away. She was wearing fresh clothes and armor, and she had a tall and straight figure. An invisible coercion and domineering air lingered around her, and she also had blood and iron bones that radiated from the inside out.

Heroic and heroic, decisive in killing.

An overwhelming feeling of oppression.

Where is his delicate and elegant sister?

Where is the little crying bag that once held him and cried?

Their eyes met and they remained silent for a long time.

Each of them saw in the other's eyes a completely different person from what they remembered.

Facing Bai Mingwei, who was silent and did not dare to approach, the person on the bed suppressed the surprise in his eyes, but his thin body had a calm demeanor and looked so determined.

He had a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of love. Although he was covered with bruises, he was still as stable as a big tree that people could rely on.

Just like in the past ten years, I have borne all the difficulties alone and protected my most beloved sister from the wind and rain.

He stretched out his hand to his blood relatives who were stunned at the door: "Weiwei, come here and let Qi Ge take a look at you."

Bai Mingwei didn't dare to step forward. The leader of the Bai family army who had been killing everyone on the battlefield just now, this big girl who took the enemy's head like a bag, now didn't even have the courage to take a few short steps.

She was timid.

She was afraid of further confirmation, afraid that in the end everything in front of her would be nothing but illusion and illusion.

The person on the bed still maintained the gesture of extending his hand, and his voice was still so gentle. Even his bright eyes were full of tenderness: "Wei Wei, come here and let Brother Qi take a good look at you."

"Is it really you? Brother Qi?"

Bai Mingwei asked again and walked over cautiously. She walked very slowly, taking every step carefully.

Bai Yu looked at his sister, opening and closing the corners of his lips: "It's me, your seventh brother..."

Bai Mingwei's eyes turned red unknowingly. She slowly walked up to Bai Yu and said word by word: "I thought I would never see my seventh brother again."

Bai Yu grabbed her hand and put it on his face.

The strong smell of blood hit his nostrils, and there was a trace of distress in his eyes, but he still softened his voice and comforted softly: "Please touch and see if Brother Qi's face is warm."

Bai Mingwei's hand wanted to touch it, but he didn't dare to touch it. It stopped just a square inch away from Bai Yu's cheek.

Bai Yu showed a gentle smile and encouraged her sister in a doting voice: "Please touch me carefully to see if Brother Qi is real."

Bai Mingwei slowly stretched out his hand, tasting it briefly at first, then touched his cheek like a dragonfly. As soon as his finger touched the weather-beaten face, it suddenly bounced away.

Bai Yu didn't say anything, he just pulled her hand over again and placed it on his face.

The rough touch and warm temperature were conveyed from Bai Mingwei's fingertips to her skin, her limbs, and finally to the softest place in her heart.

She suddenly stretched out her other hand, held Bai Yu's cheek with both hands, bit her lip tightly, and spoke after a while: "It's hot, Brother Qi's face is hot."

Then, she suddenly withdrew her hand and said to herself: "The face may be fake, and Brother Qi may also be fake."

At this moment, she still couldn't believe that Brother Seven was back.

Brother Seven is really back.

Bai Yu's eyes always fell on Bai Mingwei, and the blood stains on the red dragon scales were clearly visible.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he was suppressing the surge of heartache.

He said: "Others laughed at you for being a child without a mother, so you cried and asked me for a mother. I was clumsy and tried to carve a mother for you, but I couldn't carve one for you."

"Later, I wanted to draw a picture for you instead of painting my mother on it, and let you hang it on the bedside to enjoy it, but the senior sister who bullied you destroyed the painting."

"So I went to have a fight with your senior sister. I grabbed your senior sister's hair and dragged her in front of you to admit your mistake. I even lost two teeth for this."

"That day because your painting was destroyed, you cried very sadly. I had to dip my fingers in the blood in your mouth and draw a small portrait of my mother for you to comfort you."

"Since then, we, brother and sister, have had a secret. It is a secret that neither my father nor my eldest brother knows. And that little statue that is so ugly that it is impossible to tell that it is my mother is the secret between us."

Bai Mingwei's eyes became even redder, and his voice became choked: "That is no longer a secret between Brother Qi and me, because this pattern was known to Feng Qingchen, how did I know that you were not the one he came to comfort me?

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Bai Yu patiently listened to her sister's words, her Adam's apple rolled more and more violently, but she still answered gently and patiently: "Everyone may know the pattern, but the friendship between us brothers and sisters is irreplaceable.

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Bai Ming bit her lower lip slightly and remained silent, but tears were gradually gathering in her eyes, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Bai Yu looked at her with a kind and soft smile. The smile contained doting and tolerance, but more importantly, it contained helpless regret and heartache.

He knew that Mingwei didn't really believe that he was back.

It just takes time to accept it.

Accept this brother who is completely different from what you remember.

So he stopped talking and just waited quietly, waiting for his sister to call him "Seventh Brother" like before.

Bai Mingwei looked at Bai Yu with red eyes, from top to bottom, not missing any place.

The person in front of me is so familiar.

But there is such a huge contrast with the seventh brother in my memory.

That bright and arrogant Seventh Brother, that unparalleled Seventh Brother, that Seventh Brother who rode an angry horse across the long street and could easily fall into a girl's dream.

Her seventh brother...

How did it become like this?

"Brother Seven!"

Bai Mingwei finally couldn't hold it any longer and called out earnestly.

Bai Yulu made no secret of her distress: "Mingwei, it's Brother Qi, your Brother Qi, Brother Qi is back."

Bai Mingwei's beautiful eyes were filled with tears for an instant, but no matter how the tears rolled in her eyes, she still did not let them flow out.
Chapter completed!