"Yu Leyao..."
Qin Yun suddenly froze, looking at the little girl in front of him, about four or five years old, with two braids, looking up at him. Is this his girlfriend?
He paused for a moment, then Qin Yun suddenly realized: "It's 15 years ago now; Leyao must be this big."
"Uncle, what's wrong?" Little Yu Leyao asked Qin Yun with some confusion.
"Nothing." Qin Yun came back to his senses.
He had to admit it was quite a coincidence that the first person he met after traveling 15 years back was his girlfriend.
"By the way, Leyao, I'm not that old. You can call me brother," Qin Yun said seriously.
Even in different times, family hierarchy shouldn't be ignored.
Little Yu Leyao stared at Qin Yun, examining him again and again. He didn't seem like a brother at all to her, but she didn't argue and softly called him brother.
"Where are your family members? I'll take you home." After thinking for a while, Qin Yun decided to take Yu Leyao home.
