At the same time.

Chen Ling walked slowly behind him, his gaze passing through many enforcers, meeting with Li Xiuchun.

The moment she saw him, Li Xiuchun's pupils shrank again! "You...

it's you!!" Li Xiuchun went crazy trying to break free from the ropes, but was firmly held in place by other enforcers.

"You should be dead!! You should have died long ago!! Disaster!! You are a disaster!!" Li Xiuchun's roar echoed in the night, while Chen Ling stood quietly in place, looking at her eyes full of complexity.

"A Yan...

A Yan.”

He called softly to Chen Yan beside him, "You go over there and wait...

I'll handle this.”

Chen Yan stared blankly at the frenzied Li Xiuchun, called back to his senses by Chen Ling's voice, and after a long silence, nodded...

He walked alone into the dark corner of the wall where no one was, huddled with his knees hugged to his chest, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"What's going on, can't even keep his mouth shut?" An enforcer glared at his colleague, immediately bent down to pick up the white cloth again and stuffed it back into Li Xiuchun's mouth.

He then sighed deeply, comforting, "Child, don't take it too hard...

your mother has gone mad, she doesn't even know what she's saying.”

"For public safety, we will send them to a mental hospital for stable treatment, they still have hope of regaining their sanity.”

"Of course, during this time, you can visit them anytime.”

He gave a look to the other enforcers, and everyone immediately understood, hastening to transfer the two to headquarters.

Chen Ling watched this scene calmly, unable to express what he was feeling.

These two people raised the original owner, and then took his life, from the original owner's perspective, their grievances had long been settled.

Chen Ling inherited the memories of the original owner, as well as his emotions, and he could vaguely sense that the original owner didn't actually harbor much resentment about this, largely because he really liked Chen Yan as his brother.

If Li Xiuchun and the others had explained everything to the original owner, he would have been willing to give his own life to bring his brother back.

Unfortunately, they didn't believe the original owner...

just because he was a found child.

"You must be Chen Ling, right?" a figure walked towards Chen Ling, "Where did you just go?" Chen Ling turned around, as if in a daze for a moment, before hoarsely speaking, "Sir...

what's happening here?" "I'm asking you now.”

His brow furrowed slightly, but thinking about what this young man was currently going through, after hesitating for a moment, he added, "A disaster broke into your house, scaring your parents...

but luckily they didn't resist, rest assured, there is no immediate danger to their lives.”

"Oh, I see.”

Chen Ling woke up as if from a dream, "Today I took my brother to practice.”

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"Practice what?" "Traditional drama.”

Chen Ling raised his hand, holding a neatly folded opera robe in his arms.

Seeing this scene, the enforcer's vigilance relaxed slightly, after all, ordinary people wouldn't usually carry opera costumes with them, so when Chen Ling said he was going to practice, he believed most of it, but still asked according to procedure, "Where did you practice? Did anyone see you?" "It's the vacant lot at the east end of Frost Street...

no one saw us, my brother is shy, he doesn't dare to sing in crowded places, otherwise he would just practice at our doorstep.”

The enforcer nodded, "It's not safe outside lately, don't wander around, if you find anything suspicious, remember to find me...

I'm Jiang Qin, patrolling the streets around here every day.”

"Okay.”

"By the way, where's your brother?" "He...

he was just scared by mom and is hiding over there.”

Chen Ling pointed to the dark corner where a small figure was curled up, as if crying.

Jiang Qin glanced over there and nodded slightly.

At this moment, he seemed to have remembered something: "By the way, how many children do you have in your family?" "Two.”

Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes, "Two?" Hearing the subtle change in Jiang Qin's tone, Chen Ling's heart sank.

Having been in the performing arts for many years, he was very sensitive to such subtle differences in dialogue.

He immediately steadied his mind and innocently asked, "What's wrong?" "According to the records, your family has two children, and you said so too," Jiang Qin slowly spoke, "But last night we met your parents at the burial mound, and they said they came to pay respects to their son...

If both of your sons are alive, then who are they coming to pay respects to?" The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"So that's what you meant," Chen Ling's thoughts raced, a knowing expression appearing on his face, "Many years ago, after my parents had Ah Yan, they also conceived another child...

But at that time, my mother was not in good health, and the baby died of illness shortly after birth.

My parents had to bury him in the back mountain, and every year on his birthday, they would go to pay respects.

At that time, when this happened, Ah Yan was only a little over two years old and didn't understand anything.

I only remember a vague outline.”

The last sentence was Chen Ling's precaution to prevent Jiang Qin from separating him and Chen Yan, leaving a way out for each of them during interrogation.

This way, even if Jiang Qin became suspicious and wanted to question Chen Yan again, Chen Ling could reasonably explain.

Of course, he could also use the excuse of being too young at the time to avoid further questioning by the law enforcement.

"A child who died young...

No wonder there's no record in the files.”

It turned out that Chen Ling had overthought it.

This law enforcement officer named Jiang Qin did not have such strong vigilance.

He nodded, made a note casually, and then turned to leave.

Chen Ling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart...

He didn't expect that on the night he returned, Li Xiuchun and the others also went to the burial mound, and they were almost caught by the law enforcement officers...

It was a close call.

"Oh, by the way!" Jiang Qin turned back again.

Chen Ling: ...

Is this ever going to end? Just as Chen Ling felt the tension rising again, Jiang Qin took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to him.

"This was found on Chen Tan's body.

It's a summons from the law enforcement for you.

Report to headquarters tomorrow morning, don't be late.”

After saying that, Jiang Qin left, this time for real.

As the law enforcement officers left, Frost Street fell into silence once again, and Chen Ling walked to a dark street corner, feeling complex emotions.

"Ah Yan...”

Chen Ling looked at Chen Yan, who was hanging his head, not knowing what to say.

At this point, even if Chen Yan was foolish, he knew that the calamity that struck their home was his own doing...

Although he had his body taken over by the "audience" at the time, he didn't know how to explain it to Chen Yan.

Chen Ling, who was always good at weaving "dialogues," was unusually at a loss for words.

"Brother," Chen Yan spoke softly, "I'm tired...”

Chen Ling was stunned.

He never expected that Chen Yan would only say these three words in the end.

There was no anger, no questioning, no confusion...

Chen Yan's chestnut-colored eyes looked at Chen Ling, as clear and calm as usual.

Chen Ling was at a loss for a long time, realizing that he couldn't see through what this young man was thinking.

He gently bent down, ran his hand through his hair, and said, "If you're tired, then go to sleep...

I'll be here by your side.”

The once warm home now had two large holes, and the living room was in shambles.

If thieves and burglars passed by, it would be a shame not to take something convenient.

Chen Yan returned to his familiar bed, silently curling up under the covers.

Chen Ling walked to his side, leaning against the broken walls, and sat down slowly.

Through the broken roof, he could see the endless blue aurora dancing in the black night, as if a soft satin ribbon covered the sky.

This was Chen Ling's first quiet observation of the aurora in this world.

It seemed that in that moment of seeing them, all the distractions in his mind disappeared, leaving only eternal calmness.

"Brother, are you cold?" Chen Yan's voice came from under the blanket.

"Not cold.”

"Oh...”

Chen Yan fell silent, and after a long time, only the sound of even breathing lingered in Chen Ling's ears.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Ling's eyes gradually closed...

He fell asleep.