Chapter 923 Retrieve Kaikai’s Memory 4
He was once curious about who Yan Kaikai was, so he searched on Baidu, and all he found were videos and huge posters, but no photos of life on the table.

In the photo, Yan Kaikai was taken with his family, and Yan Feifei and his dead grandma were also in it.

It was a family portrait, Yan Kaikai in the photo was very immature, only twelve or thirteen years old, but with just one look, he knew it was Yan Kaikai.

What's going on, what's going on with this familiar feeling?

He's not talking about it, he's sure of it.

He has his own memories, pictures of living with his mother when he was a child, and the process of growing up, but why does he have the illusion that he belongs here when he sees Yan Kaikai's room.

What's going on, this feeling.

Could it be that he put himself in the role of Yan Kaikai?

He is Qiu Yi, an illegitimate child, his mother is the ex-wife of the richest man in the world, and Orlando is a half-brother.Because his elder brother couldn't tolerate him, he kept him outside as an illegitimate child.

At present, he was married to the richest man, but because Orlando couldn't tolerate his mother, he shot his mother out. Later, he was afraid that he would rob the Bryce family's property, so he shot his mother blind and broke her leg.

Mother's hatred for Orlando is beyond words.

He often watched his mother cry, and those invisible eyes would cry blood and tears.

He's not talking about it, he's not!

"Kai Kai, do you think of anything?" Yan Feifei looked at Qiu Yi expectantly, hoping that he would remember to write something.

Qiu Yi shook his head. Apart from a sense of familiarity, he didn't think of anything, and he wouldn't think of anything, because he didn't talk about it.

"I'll take you to other places, and I don't know if my room is still there. You used to come to my room to play with me."

Yan Feifei smiled happily, and was not discouraged. He took him to look at each room, and kept talking about what happened from childhood to adulthood.

Happy, happy.

Thinking of the fun times when I was a child, I can still make myself laugh.

Looking at Yan Feifei's smiling face, Qiu Yi secretly clenched his fists, he could feel Yan Feifei's affection for her brother.

This feeling made him a little envious, and he wished that he would just open up.

But, he is not, he is not, he has a Chinese name, Qiu Yi.

This was the name his mother changed to him when he was with him, hoping that he could always hate Orlando, and don't forget that he had hurt their mother and son.

When Yan Feifei took Yan Kaikai to introduce the house, Fang Qiu was busy in the kitchen, making all the food that Yan Kaikai loved.

While doing it, I smiled, and the things I made were also very delicious.

The few of them sat together, Fang Qiu kept picking up food for Qiu Yi.

"Pile it up soon." Qiu Yi helplessly stopped Fang Qiu.

"Then eat first, and when you're done eating, mom will pick it up for you."

"Thank you!"

"Why are you being polite to my mother, eat it quickly and see if the taste is similar to what I remember."

Qiu Yi nodded, looking at the dishes on the table, he was actually very surprised, because the dishes on the table were indeed his favorite.

Does he and Qiu Yi like to eat the same?

This point made Qiu Yi feel puzzled and felt that it was a coincidence.

Under Fang Qiu's expectant eyes, Qiu Yi opened his mouth and ate a piece of twice-cooked pork with mixed fat and meat. The familiar and delicious taste stimulated Qiu Yi's buds.

(End of this chapter)

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