No...
It should be said, soone who looks exactly like himself!
Since the day he was born, he grew up in Liehuo Country, with his mories from childhood vividly imprinted in his mind.
He absolutely has no mory of such a period!
Moreover, it’s impossible for him to cut his hair like the person in front of him in the portrait, leaving only a tiny bit more than a monk!
Though it doesn’t affect his appearance as the most handso man in Liehuo Country at all, he even looks more strikingly handso, but, it looks so strange no matter how you see it.
Yu Siqiao stared closely at the portrait of the face that was almost identical to his own, suddenly having a magical thought —
Could this be another version of himself in the world?
Or perhaps, is he his twin brother, either older or younger?
But that couldn’t be right.
He resembles his mother, and if he truly had a twin brother, his mother would have told him.
Yu Siqiao frowned, utterly puzzled.
Putting down the portrait, Yu Siqiao looked around, then opened a drawer.
The first drawer contained strange bottles and jars with odd symbols on them, yet, strangely, Yu Siqiao could actually recognize them??
"Lar?" Yu Siqiao couldn’t help but read it out loud, feeling a sense of familiarity.
It seed like he’s heard about it sowhere before.
No, that’s not right...
How could he recognize these characters he had never seen before?
It felt like an instinct engraved in his bones.
Yu Siqiao put down the jar and picked up another one labeled "la prairie."
He shook it in his hand before putting it back down again.
This layer seed to consist of things he had never seen, all with those strange characters.
Quickly closing the drawer, he opened the second one, and Yu Siqiao was imdiately drawn to two small booklets.
They had writing completely unlike the script of this era, looking very unfamiliar to Yu Siqiao, yet he could amazingly recognize them and read out, "Xia Dynasty People’s Republic, marriage certificate?"
Ji Nan, who was wiping Mo Shu’s face, was already very shocked upon hearing the word "Lar," and when he heard him accurately reading the simplified Chinese characters, he couldn’t help but take a secret deep breath.
No... it couldn’t be?
Could it truly be Yu Siqiao?
Ji Nan glanced over secretly, noticing Yu Siqiao picking up those two marriage certificates.
Yu Siqiao opened the marriage certificate and imdiately saw the photo inside.
The man and woman both dressed in white clothes, seemingly no different from the portrait earlier, with shoulders and a beautifully elegant swan neck exposed, along with that delicately beautiful collarbone.
Her head was draped with a layer of white veil, looking so beautiful like an immortal in the sky, and beside her was himself...
Ah, the man next to her who looks exactly like him, didn’t have much of a smile on his face, but his eyes were overflowing with complete happiness.
"Wedding photo..." The words suddenly appeared in Yu Siqiao’s mind.
Suddenly, everything seed to beco familiar.
The next page of the marriage certificate recorded their birth dates and nas.
Yu Siqiao saw first his na written in those strangely shaped words: Yu Siqiao.
Even though they were equally unfamiliar words, the sense of familiarity and warmth erged first, making it impossible for him not to feel close to them.
This is him.
He is Yu Siqiao.
Yu Siqiao is him.
The Yu Siqiao she yearned for and wanted was also him.
This feeling ca suddenly, yet it was unprecedentedly intuitive and firm.
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