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I have a name, my name is Ye Siran.

"You just said...these certificates of honor are not yours?" Sang Yintian never thought that there would be Ye Wanlu in the past that Ye Siran had worked so hard to hide.

"Well, open it first." Ye Siran raised his chin slightly, urging Sang Yintian to open the certificate of honor in his hand.

These certificates were piled up together and weighed heavily in his palm.Squatting was really tiring, Sang Yintian didn't care about the ashes on the ground and sat on the floor with his legs spread apart.Then, I randomly picked one of them and opened it.

[Third Prize in the National Mathematical Olympiad Competition——Ye Wanlu]

Compared with the few certificates on the ground, the certificate in Sang Yintian's hand is indeed more important.But such an honor did not bring any psychological stimulation to Sang Yintian. Instead, he looked calm, raised his arms and opened the next one.

【1st Prize in National Physics Competition——Ye Wanlu】

The remaining ones were all printed with the words Ye Wanlu, and Sang Yintian didn't want to read any more.He tilted his head and glanced at the corner of Ye Siran's eyes.

"Why are you showing me this?"

In fact, what Sang Yintian wants to ask is why it belongs to Ye Wanlu and not to you.Ye Siran, what was your past like, and what are you afraid of?

"Hey, this is mine." Ye Siran handed over another piece of paper. Because of the age, the paper has become too thin, as if it could be broken into slag if touched lightly.

Sang Yintian took it carefully, opened it and took a look. "A good student in Class 2, Grade 3, Xicheng No. [-] Primary School——Ye Siran."

"This certificate is probably the closest I've been to Ye Wanlu..." Ye Sizan moved a wooden stool from the side, he supported Sang Yintian's arm, and put him on the small wooden stool. He continued to maintain the previous movement, the whole person leaned against the wall, and his bent right leg casually stuck to the cardboard box next to him, and he began to daze.

Ye Siran was tall and her legs were longer than Sang Yintian's, so the already narrow space became even more crowded because of the two people who broke in.Sang Yintian felt that there was no room for him here.

But when Ye Siran was young.At that time, would he still be like this now, staying alone in this room with his back against the wall, staring at the awards all over the place in a daze... Just thinking about it makes Sang Yintian feel distressed.

"Let me tell you a story too." Ye Siran said suddenly, his voice was very soft, as if there were other people in this villa besides them, Ye Siran was afraid of being heard by those people .

Sang Yintian finally waited until this day, he closed his eyes, his chiseled face was hidden in Ye Siran's shadow.

"Since I can remember, I seem to have been chasing Ye Wanlu. In school, teachers and classmates never call me by my name directly. They... like to call me "Ye Wanlu's younger brother"... And during that time, there were often a lot of envelopes in my schoolbag for no reason. Guess who they were actually for? "

There is no need to guess?

"Uh..." But staring at Ye Siran's face, Sang Yintian still compromised, "Your brother's."

"Because our school's junior high school is separated from our elementary school, they couldn't see Ye Wanlu, so they stuffed all these things into my schoolbag." Ye Siran stared at half of Sang Yintian's His face and throat were so dry and hoarse, "Later, I threw away all these things... I don't think anyone is good enough for my brother."

Sang Yintian's heart was suddenly pulled by something.

12 years ago, the Ye family villa.

When Ye Sizan got home, Ye Wanlu was standing in the kitchen. He couldn't help but poke his head outside every two minutes, trying to catch that familiar figure on the swing in the yard through the French windows in the living room.

When Ye Siran was very young, he had a strange habit. Every time he came home, he would swing on the swing for a while, and he would not open the door until he felt comfortable.Even today, when Ye Sizan left the side door, she was already standing behind Ye Wanlu, and she hadn't noticed it yet.

When Ye Wanli turned back to look at the swing for the third time, she was finally taken aback by Ye Siran who stood silently behind her.His entire back was subconsciously pressed against the wall next to him, his arms crossed in front of his chest, and he made a defensive posture.

When he saw Ye Siran's face clearly, Ye Wanlu frowned and kicked him lightly on the calf.

"Ye Siran, what are you doing, do you know that this is scary?! Go away, go away."

"Hahaha, brother, why are you sneaking around in the kitchen?" Ye Siran wanted to turn his head to look at the blackness in the pot, and see what the thing that was about to burn was, but soon, he was caught by Ye Siran. Wanlu's right hand covered his eyes.

Ye Wanlu smelled very good, like the special perfume sent by her mother from abroad some time ago.Ye Siran sniffed lightly, and reached out to break Ye Wanlu's hand, "Brother? Why are you blindfolding me all of a sudden?"

"Why not, you go out first, and I'll tell you when I'm done." Ye Wanlu pushed Ye Siran out, looking helplessly at the contents of the pot.

Ye Siran didn't make a fuss, and threw her schoolbag on the sofa.He blinked lightly, looking at the envelope full of schoolbags and fell into deep thought.Several of the envelopes were still stained with pink bows.

It looked grotesque.

Ye Siran froze for a few seconds, then raised her eyes to look at the kitchen.

"Brother—" Ye Sizan shouted at the top of his voice.

"Cough...cough cough, what's the matter, Xiaoran—" There was thick smoke in the kitchen, and it was still a little choking, Ye Wanlu responded to Ye Siran while coughing.

"Today someone stuffed a love letter into my schoolbag—"

"Love letter? You little brat, do you know what a love letter is?" Ye Wanlu couldn't help laughing, and poured the dark chicken wings from the pot into an empty plate.

"Understood—" Ye Sizan raised her hand and rubbed her nose, sorted out the messy pile of envelopes in her schoolbag one by one, and put the one with the bow tie on top. "Anything that says "I like you" is a love letter.But brother, I don't think...they are good enough for you, so...can I throw away these letters? "

"Okay, then throw them all away." Ye Wanhui agreed without looking back.

Half an hour later, Ye Wanlu finally came over with a plate, pulled away the stool and waved at Ye Sizan. "Xiao Ran, do you know what day it is today?"

"What day?" Ye Sizan came over and climbed up with one hand on the table.His eyeballs kept rolling, and finally he made a look of sudden realization, "Ah, there is still a week until the summer vacation! Then I can learn the violin!"

"Stupid Xiaoran, today is your birthday." Ye Wanli looked doting, and scratched Ye Siran's nose with his index finger, "Didn't you have been clamoring for Coke chicken wings before? Look! I'll give it to you made!"

It seems that since Ye Sizan was born, every year on his birthday, Ye Wanlu is the only one.At the very beginning, Ye Siran would always hold Ye Wanlu's hand and ask where their parents went.Ye Wanlu would hug him and say, "Mom and Dad are busy with work and can't go home often when they are abroad, but they will think about us, Xiaoran, all the time."

Ye Wanlu seems to have learned how to make Ye Siran happy since she was a child.

Later, Ye Sizan grew up a bit and stopped asking similar questions.

"This... is Coca-Cola Chicken Wings?" Ye Siran blinked, and poked the dark thing on the plate with his little finger, "It's so ugly."

"It might not look very good, but! Come on, Xiaoran, have a taste, come on—open your mouth!" Ye Wanli deliberately picked up a small piece of dark chicken wing, and stuffed it directly into Ye Sizan's mouth.

"It's so unpalatable! Brother! You did it on purpose, right?!" Ye Siran's brows were knit together, and her whole face turned pale.The chicken wing was burnt and tasted bitter.Even so, Ye Siran couldn't bear to spit it out, and just ate the whole piece with a grimace.

"Hahaha, happy 7th birthday to Ye Siran—"

"That was Ye Wanlu's first time cooking. I still remember the Coca-Cola Chicken Wings he made. It was so unpalatable..." Ye Siran couldn't help laughing. Another envelope was found in the corner. "And this is a love letter I brought to him for someone else. It was originally covered with a bow, but I don't know where it fell."

After receiving so many letters back then, Ye Siran only kept this one.

After speaking, Ye Siran opened the crumpled letter paper.The handwriting on it is a little blurry, but I can barely recognize the three words "I like you", and there is a big heart drawn in the lower right corner.

"It's clearly a love letter, but it doesn't even have a recipient's name." Ye Siran took a deep breath, and smiled weakly and palely. "But it's normal for a little girl in the second grade to not be able to write my brother's name."

"Then what happened later?" Sang Yintian's attention was not here, he shrank his neck and changed into a comfortable position, "You were so good at that time, why now..."

"later--"

Later, when they grew up a bit, Ye Wanli brought home many certificates of honor.He finally became the best young master of the Ye family.

On his 18th birthday, Ye Wanlu and Ye Siran's parents rushed back from abroad.

Not only that, they also ordered a big cake for Ye Wanlu.So old that Ye Sizan stood in the living room and watched for a long, long time.

This dinner was supposed to be a rare family reunion, but Ye Siran just shrank behind Ye Wanlu, looking at the men and women who appeared at home with strange faces.

"Xiaoran, this is Mom and Dad. They came back from England to see you. How are you? Are you happy?" Ye Wanli lowered her head and whispered in Ye Siran's ear, "Xiaoran, what's your name?" People, listen to me."

But Ye Siran just couldn't yell out, these two people were too unfamiliar to him.He froze for a moment, and threw away the doll in his hand. "No."

"Uh..." The man sitting in front of the table looked embarrassed, and retracted his half-stretched hand, "It's okay, it's okay, it's Wanlu's birthday today, let's not talk about unhappy things, okay? Xiaoran?"

"Don't call me Xiaoran, I have a name, and my name is Ye Siran." Ye Siran still looked down at the cake she made, with a few words written on it in black chocolate.

[I wish my brother a happy 18th birthday. 】

Compared with the gorgeous and expensive big cake next to the dining table, Ye Siran's cake is like a big joke.Holding the fork in his right hand, he finally ruthlessly gouged out a few words written by himself and stuffed them into his mouth.The cream stuck to the corner of his mouth, causing a burst of laughter.

"A child is still a child after all, Ye Siran, no matter what, you have to learn from your brother."

The woman sitting opposite Ye Siran had an arrogant face, with the corners of her mouth slanted, and put a few pieces of beef cubes on Ye Siran's plate with the most elegant gesture.

But Ye Wanhui couldn't laugh, he tilted his head and kept looking at Ye Siran's face.

After the dinner was over, Ye Wanlu proposed to take a family portrait in the yard.Ye Siran struggled for a long time, and was finally pressed to the right side of the man.He wouldn't laugh, and he wouldn't let go of the doll rabbit in his hand.

Even if its ears are stained with mud.

The night was getting deeper, and Ye Siran was a little sleepy.He lay on the stone table in the garden and couldn't help yawning.He was very sleepy, but he wanted to wait for Ye Wanlu, wait for him to sleep with him as usual, and tell him bedtime stories.Ye Siran narrowed his eyes, and began to count the stars in the sky.

Besides, he could also hear Ye Wanlu's conversation with that woman.

"Mom... you guys, can you give up your business in England and come back to spend more time with Si Ran." Ye Wanlu's voice was very soft, with a cautious temptation.

"Wan Liu, after today, you are an adult. You can't think about things so one-sidedly anymore, do you understand?" The woman's voice was very sharp, "I admit that for so many years, Mom and Dad haven't been able to stay by your side properly, But Wan Liu, you have to understand that everything Mom and Dad have done is for the future of you and Si Ran."

"Mom... Is money really that important to you? It's so important that you can leave me and Si Ran..." Ye Wanlu, 18, had reached the stage of changing his voice. He choked up, and his voice suddenly became ugly, "Mom ... Si Ran, Si Ran almost doesn't recognize you."

Ye Siran, who was lying on the stone table, slowly opened his eyes.

The yard suddenly became quiet, the swing was shaken twice by the wind, and the hemp rope wrapped with flower vines rubbed against the wooden pole next to it, making a "creak" sound.

A few minutes later, Ye Siran heard her mother say to Ye Wanlu in the most gentle voice——

"It's okay, as long as you are alone, mom is enough."

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The porcelain cup on Ye Siran's right hand was accidentally knocked over to the ground.