Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Hence, the first time he saw Yun Tianyou, he did not doubt the latterâs role in his life. He knew indubitably that he was his brother!
One reason was that the feeling the boy gave him was similar to that kid in his dream!
However, despite knowing this intuitively about his brother, he never had a clue that his biological mother was Yun Shishi.
He just assumed that she was his brotherâs adoptive mother!
He reckoned that his brother was kept in the dark about his identity.
Thus, he was really stunned to be hearing this from him.
âI already have a mommy.â He reminded Youyou of this. âBrother, my mommy is your mommy, too!â
âMu Yichen, I only have one mommy.â Youyou frowned, clearly upset with his presumptuous words. While he figured that Mu Yazhe had most likely never told his son about his biological mother, he was still displeased that his twin had readily accepted Mu Wanrou as his mother.
âEh! I know. She must be your adoptive mother. I can see that she really treats you well... umm... Thereâs a saying for that...â Little Yichen searched for the words with great difficulty and then slapped his forehead eventually. âOh, yes! I remember now! Itâs âtreat as oneâs own childâ!â
The side of Youyouâs eyes twitched sharply as he bawled, âHow blatantly stupid can you be?! Shut up!â
â... You are so fierce.â Yichen was upset by now. âCan you not be so fierce with me? No matter what, Iâm still your brother.â
âSince you donât acknowledge your biological mother, how do you expect me to do so with you?â Youyou was really perturbed by his brotherâs lack of comprehension.
He decided to ignore this twin of his whom he could not reason with truth.
( Boxno vel. co m ) âAll right. Donât be mad!â The older twin sheepishly tried to coax him out of his bad mood. âNow isnât the time to argue; Iâll look for your mommy with you later.â
The younger twin frowned when he heard that but did not contradict him.
âWhatâs your name?â
Youyou lifted his head. His eyes flashed with deliberation before he finally spouted, albeit reluctantly, âYun Tianyou.â
ââYun Tianyouâ? How do you write that?â
Suddenly, the older twin reached out and pried open the younger twinâs palm; this took Youyou by surprise, and he struggled to break free, but Yichenâs grip on him was just too vise-like!
Very engrossed in learning how his brotherâs name was written, the older brother somehow failed to notice the resentment in Youyouâs eyes. With a few strokes on his siblings palm using his index finger, he asked with bright, clear eyes, âIs this how you write the word âYunâ?â
âEh.â
âHow about the âTianâ?â The older twin continued to scribble away on his palm. âIs this how you write it?â
âEh.â The younger twin was starting to lose his patience. Why is this fella so stupid? He does not recognize Chinese characters!
âEh. For the last word...â The older twin wrote a âyou 1 â on his palm and asked with a frown, âIs this the âyouâ in your name?â
Yun Tianyou furrowed his brows and replied unhappily, âItâs âyouâ in âbaoyou2 â!â
âHow do you write that?â
â...â Antagonized beyond words, the younger twin icily spat, âStupid! Donât talk to me anymore!â
His IQ had been lowered in the company of his older brother!
In the end, Little Yichen took out his mobile phone to search for the word himself.
Youyou spotted the watch on his wrist. Frowning, he grabbed his older brotherâs wrist and asked, âWhere did you get this watch from?â
âItâs a birthday gift from my daddy!â the older twin replied. Seeing a similar watch on his younger twinâs wrist, he asked curiously, âWho gave you your watch?â
âItâs from my mommy; itâs also a birthday gift.â