Chapter 458 Zheng Xun's Xun

Ying Siming stared at the time. This is the first half of the story.

"Next, I will tell you the plot of the second half. This is the story about you."

Zheng Xun nodded, without saying anything more, and motioned her to continue.

Although the empty house in Yunqi Group was destroyed by Yun Qitian, it still has a chance to appear later.

The second half starts with Zheng Xun's life experience.

"Although Zheng Lin tried his best to keep the secret about you, just like there is no 100% successful experiment, his confidentiality work will not be leak-proof.

After so many years, including through my sister Siqi, I still found out some things.

Let me tell you the conclusion first. Zheng Xun, you and Zheng Lin are brothers, but he is not your brother, and you are not his real brother.

You are from the second world, and his brother in this world died at a very young age because he was born with an incurable disease."

Ying Siming said so.

Zheng Xun didn't know how to describe his feelings when he heard this conclusion, so as to be more accurate.

It was as if his past was a rainbow reflected by sunlight through a prism. Now the prism was broken, leaving him with only a barren and rough wall.

"Zheng Lin's real brother is called Zheng Xun, which means "looking for".

Zheng Lin was trapped in this word 'Xun' for his entire life."

The news that Zheng Xun got from Qin Yi Yunjing was verified by Ying Siming.

The parents of the brothers Zheng Lin and Zheng Xun died early, and the two brothers depended on each other. Because Zheng Lin was much older than Zheng Xun, he had always played the role of both brother and father, taking care of him meticulously.

In particular, this younger brother suffered from a congenital disease and was very weak, and he went to the hospital every two or three days. Almost all the inheritance left by his parents was used to treat his younger brother, but Zheng Xun still followed his parents' footsteps and left Zheng Lin's side.

"At that time, Zheng Lin had no relatives, was penniless, and had a very difficult time."

Zheng Lin's academic performance was particularly good, and the school did not recommend him to drop out of school, and helped him apply for a scholarship. His head teacher also used his salary to subsidize his living expenses so that he could continue his studies.

At that time, Zheng Lin lived alone in the old house left by his parents.

No one knew how he spent that time.

In a blink of an eye, Zheng Lin was going to take the college entrance examination. Because his home was far away from the school and he spent too much time on the road every day, the head teacher suggested that he live on campus and not worry about the accommodation fee.

Zheng Lin thought about it and thought that what the teacher said made sense, so he agreed to her and asked for half a day off to go home and pack up.

The miracle happened at this time.

When he opened the door, he found that there seemed to be traces of other people's activities in the house. Zheng Lin has a good memory and strong observation skills. Even clues can be found by him.

He quietly put down his schoolbag, picked up the umbrella next to the shoe cabinet, followed these traces, and walked all the way to the second floor.

The door of a bedroom on the second floor was open.

Zheng Lin has the habit of closing all doors when he leaves home.

The thief who broke into the house must be here!

He held the umbrella tightly and rushed into the room.

At this time, he saw a boy of seven or eight years old sitting on the floor, playing with his brother's toys. He pushed the small train with one hand and hummed in his mouth to imitate the sound of the train starting.

"You are--"

The boy heard his voice and looked up in confusion.

Zheng Lin raised the umbrella high but didn't swing it down.

He looked at the face that looked exactly like Zheng Xun, and his tears fell to the ground before any words.

The umbrella was thrown behind him, he knelt on the ground and hugged the strange yet familiar boy.

"Xiao Xun..."

The boy in his arms blinked.

"Do you know me? Where is this place? Who are you?"

The ecstasy of reunion made Zheng Lin dizzy, and then he realized that the boy in his arms was not his real brother.

But they looked exactly the same and were of similar age...

"What's your name?"

"My name is Zheng Xun!" The boy answered crisply.

"Which Xun?"

The boy struggled to get out of his arms and turned out a brand new draft book from the transparent book box next to him.

Although he had just arrived, he had inspected his new territory several times in a short time. He knew exactly where everything was.

He wrote two big characters in pencil on the notebook. His handwriting was full of childishness, but it was clear and neat.

"My name is Zheng Xun, Xun means circulation."

Unlike his brother.