Chapter 15 It's You!

At the same time.

Chen Ling walked slowly behind him, his eyes passing through many law enforcers and meeting Li Xiuchun.

The moment he saw him, Li Xiuchun's pupils shrank again!

"You... it's you!!" Li Xiuchun tried to break free from the rope like crazy, but was held down by other law enforcers. "You should be dead! You should have died a long time ago! Disaster! You are a disaster!!!"

Li Xiuchun's roar echoed in the night, and Chen Ling stood there quietly, looking at her with complicated eyes.

"Ayan... Ayan." He whispered to Chen Yan beside him, "You go over there and wait... I'll take care of this."

Chen Yan stared blankly at the crazy Li Xiuchun, and was called back to his senses by Chen Ling's voice. After a long silence, he nodded...

He walked alone into the dark corner of the wall, hugged his knees and huddled up, his body couldn't help but tremble.

"What's going on? You can't even stuff your mouth tightly?"

One of the law enforcers glared at his colleague, then immediately bent down to pick up the white cloth and stuffed it back into Li Xiuchun's mouth.

Then he sighed and comforted her, "Child, don't take it too seriously... Your mother has gone crazy and doesn't even know what she is saying."

"For public safety, we will send them to a mental hospital for stable treatment. There is still hope that they can regain their sanity."

"Of course, during this period, you can visit them at any time."

He gave the other law enforcers a look, and everyone immediately understood and accelerated the transfer of the two to the headquarters.

Chen Ling watched this scene calmly, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. These two people raised the original owner and took his life. From the original owner's point of view, their grievances had long been settled.

Chen Ling inherited the original owner's memory and emotions. He could vaguely sense that the original owner didn't actually have much resentment about this, largely because he really liked his younger brother Chen Yan.

If Li Xiuchun and the others had explained all this to the original owner, the original owner would actually be willing to use his own life to exchange for his brother.

Unfortunately, the original owner believed them, but they did not believe the original owner... just because he was a child who was picked up.

"You are Chen Ling, right?" A figure walked towards Chen Ling, "Where did you go just now?"

Chen Ling turned his head and was stunned for a while as if he was in a trance, and then he spoke hoarsely, "Sir... what happened here?"

"Now I'm asking you." He frowned slightly, but thinking of what the boy was experiencing now, after hesitating for a moment, he still added, "A disaster broke into your house and scared your parents... Fortunately, they didn't resist, don't worry, they are not in danger for the time being."

"Oh."

Chen Ling woke up as if from a dream, "I took my brother to practice today."

"Practicing what?"

"Traditional drama."

Chen Ling raised his hand, and a neatly folded robe was being held in his arms.

Seeing this scene, the law enforcer relaxed his vigilance a little. After all, most people would not bring costumes when they go out, so when Chen Ling said she was going to practice, he believed most of it, but still asked according to the procedure:

"Where did you practice? Did anyone see it?"

"It's the wasteland at the east end of Frost Street... No one saw it. My brother is just shy and dare not sing in crowded places, otherwise he would practice directly at the door of the house."

The law enforcer nodded, "It's not safe outside recently, don't run around, if you find anything suspicious, remember to find me... My name is Jiang Qin, I patrol the neighborhood every day."

"Okay."

"By the way, where is your brother?"

"He... He was just scared by his mother and hid there." Chen Ling pointed to the dark corner of the wall, where a young figure curled up, as if crying.

Jiang Qin glanced at it and nodded slightly.

At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something:

"By the way, how many children do you have in your family?"

"Two."

Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes, "Two?"

Hearing the subtle change in Jiang Qin's tone, Chen Ling's heart sank. Having been exposed to acting for many years, he was very sensitive to the subtle differences in such lines. He immediately calmed down and asked innocently, "What's wrong?"

"It says in the information that you have two children, and you said so too." Jiang Qin said slowly, "But we met your parents at the mass grave last night, and they said they came to worship their son...

If both of your sons are alive, who are they going to worship?"

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

"So that's what you're talking about." Chen Ling's thoughts raced, and a look of understanding appeared on her face. "Many years ago, after my parents gave birth to Ah Yan, they got pregnant again... But my mother was not in good health at the time, and the fetus died of illness a few days after birth. My parents could only bury him in the back mountain. Later, every year on his birthday, they would go to worship him.

When this happened, Ah Yan was only two years old and didn't understand anything. I only remember a vague outline."

The last sentence was a backup plan left by Chen Ling to prevent Jiang Qin from separating him and Chen Yan and interrogating them separately. In this way, even if Jiang Qin became suspicious of them and wanted to interrogate Chen Yan again, he could justify himself.

Of course, he could also avoid the in-depth questioning of the law enforcers by saying that "I was too young at the time."

"He died young... No wonder there is no record in the file."

It turned out that Chen Ling was overthinking. The law enforcer named Jiang Qin was not so vigilant at all. He nodded, made a note casually, and turned away.

Chen Ling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart...

He didn't expect that on the night he came back, Li Xiuchun and the other two also went to the mass grave and were caught by the law enforcers... He almost got caught.

"Oh, right!" Jiang Qin turned back again.

Chen Ling:...

Is it over yet?

Just when Chen Ling's heart was in his throat again, Jiang Qin took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him.

"This is what we found on Chen Tan. It is a letter of summons from the law enforcers. Report to the headquarters tomorrow morning. Don't be late."

After that, Jiang Qin left, and this time he really left.

With the departure of the law enforcers, Frost Street fell into a deserted state again. Chen Ling walked to the dark corner with mixed feelings.

"A Yan..."

Chen Ling looked at Chen Yan with his head bowed, not knowing what to say.

Things had come to this point. Even if Chen Yan was stupid, he knew that the disaster that attacked his home was himself... Although he was usurped by the "audience" at that time, he didn't know how to explain to Chen Yan.

Chen Ling, who was always the best at weaving "lines", began to be speechless for a rare time.

"Brother." Chen Yan said softly, "I'm tired..."

Chen Ling was stunned. He never expected that Chen Yan would only say these three words in the end.

No anger, no questioning, no confusion... Chen Yan looked at Chen Ling with chestnut eyes, as clear and quiet as usual.

Chen Ling was stunned for a long time, and found that he could not see through what the boy was thinking. He gently bent down and touched his hair with his hand.

"If you are tired, go to sleep... Brother will be by your side."

The originally warm home has been opened with two big holes, and the living room is even more broken. If thieves and robbers pass by, it would be a shame to not take something.

Chen Yan returned to the familiar bed and curled up in the quilt silently. Chen Ling walked to his side, leaned his back against the broken wall, and sat down slowly.

Through the broken roof, he could see the endless blue aurora dancing in the dark night, like a soft ribbon covering the sky. This was the first time Chen Ling quietly watched the aurora in this world. It seemed that the moment he saw them, all the distractions in his heart disappeared, leaving only eternal peace.

"Brother, are you cold?" Chen Yan's voice came from the quilt.

"Not cold."

"Oh..."

Chen Yan stopped talking. After a long time, only the sound of even breathing lingered in Chen Ling's ears.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Ling's eyes gradually closed...

He fell asleep.