The old lady in the photo was still very young, seated in a wooden chair, holding one child in her arms, and another stood beside her.
Upon closer inspection, the two children looked strikingly similar.
Fu Xingzhou asked in a low voice, "Do you know why I'm ranked second among my siblings?"
"Is that your brother?"
"Yes." Fu Xingzhou's gaze swept over the face in the photo, the child standing beside the old lady. "We were twins, he was born five minutes before me, and drowned when he was five. Because of this, Grandmother has been wracked with guilt to this day."
This was the first time Ye Yan heard Fu Xingzhou speak of his origin. Before, she only knew that he had suffered a lot in his childhood.
