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The housekeeper said, "if Miss Qin wants to know, she might as well ask the young master in person after the young master leaves the hospital." then the housekeeper put these paintings away.

After leaving Hanyuan, Qin Sitong was a little distracted. The paintings still reappeared in his mind. If these paintings were really painted by Han zixie, why did Han zixie paint an unknown mountain village?

Or did Han zixie once stay in Dagu village?!

Han zixie's eyes suddenly flashed in her mind, and then overlapped with her beautiful but invisible eyes in her memory.

Is it possible? The identities of these two people are so different, but why does she associate them together?

"Si Tong, why are you in a daze?" Kong Chengcheng's voice sounded in Qin Si Tong's ear. "You've been strange since just now."

"Nothing, just thought of some childhood things." Qin Si Tong said.

In the evening, Qin Sitong searched for news about Han zixie on his laptop. There was little news about Han zixie on the Internet, and he rarely appeared in public. On the Internet, it was only mentioned that Han zixie returned to Han's house with his mother Zhang Yao when he was 15 years old. However, Han zixie's experience before the age of 15 was blank on the Internet.

Qin Sitong stared at the news about Han Zixi searched on the web page, and his thoughts rolled. Is it possible? Could Han zixie be the little brother in her memory?

If not, why are their eyes so like, and why are there Dagu village paintings in Hanyuan.

However, if so, the identities of the two people are very different

"Why are you interested in Han zixie?" someone grabbed her from behind her, and the warm breath sprayed on her cheeks and ears.

"Just look around. When I was walking with Chengcheng today, I met Han zixie's rhubarb dog and sent it back to Hanyuan. As a result, the housekeeper said that he was hospitalized, but it seems that there is no news of his hospitalization on the Internet." Qin Sitong said. After all, whether Han zixie was the big brother she knew when she was a child is just her guess now, There are no facts.

"Really?" Jun Jisheng's eyes flashed. "If you really care about Han zixie's condition, why don't I take a time to go with you tomorrow?"

Qin Si Tong turned his head and looked at Jun Jisheng. He always felt that he had a strange tone when he said "care".

"No," she said, "it's not that I care. It's just... Er, I always unconsciously associate Han zixie with the little brother I knew in Dagu village."

"It's not surprising that people are similar. Don't think too much." he said quietly.

Really just think too much? Qin Sitong could not help biting his lip, but what should be the explanation for the paintings in Dagu village?

Looking at her distracted appearance, he frowned slightly, put his lips close to her earlobe, and nibbled at her earlobe with a little punishment.

"Ah!" Qin Si Tong exclaimed and suddenly recovered.

"Don't think of other men." he murmured, a cold and domineering voice, which came into her ear. "Sitong, in front of me, you only think of me, okay?"