Chapter 953

Yu Jun Han's palm moved, and the light of his palm flashed. A rolled brocade scroll appeared. He handed the scroll in his palm and said, "Xiao Yu, open it and have a look."

The clear and soft voice awakened the enchanted Fengyu. She looked up at the picture scroll in front of her, and a faint struggle appeared in her eyes.

"Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. Open it up, eh?"

Feather Jun cold saw her hesitation, throat slightly rolling, soft voice floated out.

"Well."

Fengyu nodded, she pressed down all the struggle, no longer hesitated, reached out to take the scroll over, and opened it gently.

On the white rice paper, a wonderful picture appeared in her eyes. In the petal rain of cherry blossoms, a woman with the ultimate beauty picked up flowers and laughed.

The girl is 17 or 18 years old. She is dressed in a pure white Rainbow Dress and feather coat. Her eyebrows are picturesque. In the light pink rain of flowers, her beauty is startling.

Fengyu's pupil suddenly widens and her heart shrinks. All her attention is attracted by the woman in the painting. Is this her?

That delicate facial features is so familiar, and she is almost the same, this is her? This face is her.

However, how did she not know that she had worn such clothes and painted such paintings?

Moreover, the woman in the picture is obviously a little older than her. What's the matter?

"Well, is it the same as you?"

Just when she couldn't understand it, Yu Junhan's voice rang again. Feng Yu looked up and saw the warm and moist silver eyes.

She nodded subconsciously and asked in a confused voice, "brother Yu, is this me?"

"Oh..."

Feather Jun cold can't help laughing, for a moment only feel very interesting, this girl, when it seems to be so smart, he didn't expect her to ask such a funny question.

Isn't it herself? Shouldn't she recognize it at a glance?

Although they look very similar, but in the end is not the same, as long as careful to distinguish, or can distinguish.

He shook his head and said with a smile, "Xiaoyu, the woman in the painting is not you. That's my aunt. Her name is Yu Luoying. She's Xiaomo's mother-in-law."

, as like as two peas, "Feng," said surprised, "I am the same as me. No wonder that little ink is so similar to me. He must be like her mother."

Since she is Xiaomo's mother, why does she look so similar to her? She doesn't believe that there is such a coincidence in the world for no reason.

What's more, when she looks at the woman in the picture, a subtle feeling rises from her blood.

When she heard that this was Xiaomo's mother, she couldn't help being jealous of Xiaomo. Hell, why should she have this feeling?

, as like as two peas, he said, "Xiao Yu, are you not curious? What makes you look like my aunt?"

How can you not be curious? Fengyu is about to die of curiosity, but she suppresses the impulse in her heart and says with a smile, "there are all kinds of strange things in the world. Maybe it's a coincidence."

"Where do so many coincidences come from?"

Yu Jun Han smiles and shakes his head. He picks up the tea cup on the table, sips it gently and says, "my aunt had a daughter before she gave birth to Xiaomo. I even held my cousin when I was a child."

He seems to fall into the memory, delicate between the eyebrows, stained with a touch of nostalgia.

Can't say why, the Feng feather in the heart is to suddenly clap Deng again for a while, suddenly rise a kind of out of breath of felling, nervous of she don't know how should just good.

She squeezed her fists unconsciously, her voice trembled and said, "Oh? Brother Yu has a cousin. Can you tell me about it? "

Feather gentleman cold if have deep meaning of see her one eye, way, "certainly can, probably is 16 years ago of matter, at that time I am six years old, already very sensible."

"Once my aunt went out, she came back with a soft little girl in her arms, and then announced to the whole badminton that it was her daughter."

"I have been close to my aunt since I was a child. After seeing my aunt's cousin, I naturally like it very much. I often help my aunt take care of her."

"My cousin didn't have a name at that time. My aunt called her yu'er, and I also called her yu'er with my aunt. Yu is our surname. I like my cousin's name very much."

"My cousin has been living for two years. Suddenly, one day, my aunt said that she wanted to see her off. I didn't understand and didn't want to see her off. I begged my aunt for the first time since I was so old."

"But in the end, my cousin was sent away. After that, I never heard from her again. I asked my aunt why she wanted to send her away, but she only told me that it was for her good. I couldn't understand it at that time, so I hated my aunt for a long time."

"After three years, my aunt went out again and came back with Xiaomo. Xiaomo looks very similar to my cousin when I was a child. I like Xiaomo very much at a glance.""At that time, I swore that my aunt had already sent away my cousin. Anyway, I couldn't let my aunt send away Xiaomo any more."

"Later, my aunt will leave again. Before she left, she entrusted me to take good care of her. After that time, she never came back. Later, I became the head of the Yu clan instead of my aunt."

Feather Jun cold always plain voice, in tell this section of the past, dyed light waves, you can hear, he miss that period of the past.

He missed his cousin and his aunt.

Feng Yu looked up at him and asked nervously, "do you want to tell me that I am your cousin?"

He said that his cousin's nickname was yu'er, and her grandfather once told her that her name was Yun Yu when her father just took her back.

Only in the adoption to my uncle, my uncle wanted to give her a new identity, so I changed her name to yunningruo.

The name, the age of sixteen, and the same face

Fengyu didn't dare to think about it any more.

Yu Jun Han nodded and said, "yes, Xiao Yu, from the first time I saw you, I felt that you must be my cousin. You are 16 years old now."

Feng Yu nodded and said, "yes, I'm sixteen years old. I'll be seventeen in a few months."

Feather gentleman cold laughed to come out, way, "small feather, dare to follow me to seek an answer?"

Although he has already determined in his heart that the girl in front of him is definitely his cousin, since he wants her to accept his identity, he must give her evidence.