After Two Lifetimes I Was Reborn Back Inside A Book

The kraft paper bag was very thin, and there were only a few sheets of paper in it, so He Yanfeng pulled it out together.

Only a fifth of the thin A4 paper was pulled out of the document bag, and he had already seen the words in the middle of the top of the first A4 paper: DNA test report.

He Yanfeng's breathing was stagnant, and the hand holding the file bag tightened. He looked at Xiang Hong who was on the sofa, his expression hardly changed, and his voice tensed a little: "What do you mean?"

Xiang Hong held his head in both hands, inserted his fingers into his messy hair, and was silent for a while before saying, "Look for yourself."

He Yanfeng withdrew his gaze, and put all his body and mind on the A4 in front of him. When he drew a third of it, he paused, and said in a deep voice, "You're not kidding me, are you?"

Xiang Hong hesitated to speak.

He Yanfeng got the answer from his expression, something was about to come out from his chest, his thumb and forefinger were tightly pinching these thin sheets of paper, but the remaining two thirds never came out.

The wall clock on the wall ticked away, and the kraft paper bag and the report inside kept pulling out a third of the way. It was gradually getting dark, and there was only one floor lamp in the living room, standing beside the coffee table, the light yellow slender light cast on the top of the coffee table, dividing Xiang Hong sitting on the sofa and He Yanfeng on the other side of the coffee table into two squares .

"Brother He." Xiang Hong sighed deeply, with an apology on his face: "As a friend, I took your DNA sample without your consent to help you do a paternity test. I'm sorry."

He Yanfeng looked at Xiang Hong quietly, but Xiang Hong didn't say a word, and stared at each other in the darkness.

"Is that why you went to my office last time?"

Xiang Hong nodded, paused, circling the words on his lips countless times, and finally said: "He Qianjian is not your son."

He Yanfeng lowered his head, most of his face was hidden in the darkness, only his knuckles holding the brown paper bag turned white, a few minutes later, his dry and hoarse voice sounded: "He is not my son, so who is my son? "

If you say what you have been holding back, it will be much smoother to face the next thing. Xiang Hong raised his hand and pointed to the brown paper bag: "It's all inside."

He Yanfeng's eyes returned to the kraft paper bag, and after a pause, he moved his hand holding the A4 paper and pulled it out.

The content on the first page of the report is clear at a glance. He Yanfeng’s eyes fell on the four words of test materials, and slowly moved down—No. 1 test material: He Yanfeng has a number of hair follicles; Several; No. 3 test material: He Qianjian has some follicular hairs. He quickly scanned the date and process of the test, turned to the third sheet of paper, and his eyes stayed on the appraisal conclusion at the bottom: He Qianjian, He Yanfeng, and Yang Yun and his wife were definitely not related.

His eyes stayed on the six words "Neither related" for a long time, until the hour hand of the wall clock reached the hour and made a ding sound, then he raised his head as if waking up from a dream, put the report back, and looked He looked anxiously and eagerly at the second report, which was still the DNA test report, but in the test materials, the name of No. 3 test material was changed to Jiang Chen.

When He Yanfeng saw the word "Jiangchen", he stopped turning back. He didn't need to see the conclusion, he already had the answer in his heart.

He seldom had any doubts until a young man named Jiang Chen appeared in their family's life. This young man was able to control the rebellious He Qianmin into obedience. His wife is also very tender and misses him... The phone call not long ago made He Yanfeng unable to stop thinking about Jiang Chen's special personality charm, which made his wife, son and daughter love him so much, and made it difficult for him to be contradicted He was not happy with him, including receiving the video that was beyond the scope of reality. He never doubted whether it was true or not, and just believed him inexplicably and easily.

Now, all the puzzles have been answered - because Jiang Chen is the biological son of him and his wife, and the biological elder brother of He Qianmin and He Qianyu.

Seeing that He Yanfeng stayed on the first page of the second report, Xiang Hong said, "Aren't you turning back?"

He Yanfeng pinched the report's fingers and turned the report to the last page. His eyes moved away when he touched the conclusion at the bottom, and countless complicated emotions surged up in his heart. The strange thing is that he didn't feel this at all. It was hard to accept the truth, and the cycle in my mind was all about how to tell Jiang Chen this matter.

Xiang Hong stood up, walked around the coffee table, walked to He Yanfeng, and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother He."

He Yanfeng came back to his senses, put the two reports back into the kraft paper bag, and patted Xiang Hong's arm heavily: "Thank you for this matter."

Xiang Hong shook his head: "Are you okay?"

"It's easier to accept than I thought." He Yanfeng paused and sighed deeply: "I'm only worried about your sister-in-law..."

Thinking of Yang Yun's love for the three children, Xiang Hong pondered for a moment and said, "Why don't you tell her after a while?"

"No." After accepting the facts, He Yanfeng's mind was extremely calm. He shook his head and said, "You are right to tell me directly. The longer this kind of thing is delayed, the less good it is, whether it is for your sister-in-law or for... Jiang The minister's adoptive father and adoptive mother."

Xiang Hong's expression was slightly condensed: "Have you thought about how to tell your sister-in-law about this?"

He Yanfeng twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's useless to prepare mentally, just say it."

"Then what about Jiang's family?" Xiang Hongdao: "Jiang Chen's adoptive parents probably don't know that they are holding the wrong child, it may be difficult to accept it, and Qian Jian, it may be even more difficult for him to accept it. "

He Yanfeng narrowed his eyes, and said lightly: "Whether it's the Jiang family or Qianjian, sooner or later they have to accept the facts."

Xiang Hong: "How have you decided to talk to Jiang's family? Come to the door directly?"

"I'll tell Jiang Chen first." In just a short moment, He Yanfeng had already thought of countless ways to tell the truth to the young man, but thinking of Jiang Chen's seemingly soft but hard character, his tone was dignified. Helpless: "If we bypass him and go directly to Jiang's family, he will probably become hostile to us."

After Xiang Hong pondered, he agreed: "Jiang Chen is too smart. It's really not a good choice to hide it from him, but are you sure he can accept it directly? No matter how smart he is, he's still just a child." .”

He Yanfeng paused, not knowing what to think of, and suddenly shook his head.

"What's wrong?"

"The first time I met Jiang Chen, I asked him how old he was, and he said he was eighteen." He Yanfeng smiled wryly, "It's because I always thought he was one year older than Qian Jian, so even if he had the same birthday as Qian Jian, I would not I have never doubted anything, if I had known..."

Xiang Hong also felt embarrassed, guessing: "Maybe he reported a false age?"

"I'll know later." He Yanfeng put his hands on his shoulders, and said in a heavy tone, "I'll go back first."

…

All the way home from Xiang Hong's residence, He Yanfeng was thinking about how to tell his wife about this matter, but he didn't think of a suitable beginning until he got out of the car and entered the house.

He Yanfeng stood at the door, still thinking about it.

Yang Yun, who was waiting in the living room, came out when he heard the sound, with a teasing smile on his face: "Everything about Qian Jian's birthday party is ready, so you don't need to find excuses to go to Xiao Xiang's place to hide tomorrow."

Approaching, seeing the expression on He Yanfeng's face clearly, the smile on Yang Yun's face faded, and there was more worry in his voice: "What's the matter? Did something really happen to Xiaoxiang?"

He Yanfeng changed his shoes and walked in: "Go to the study, I have something to tell you."

Yang Yun's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help becoming worried. Except for the time when the He family refused to accept her at first, and even after the ups and downs of the company, she had never seen her husband with such a dignified expression. Feng's side: "Husband, what's the matter? Don't scare me."

He Yanfeng shook his head: "Go to the study and talk."

"Is it about Xiaoxiang?" Yang Yun was worried, and couldn't help but continue to ask: "Is it still related to us?"

"It has nothing to do with Xiang Hong, it's—"

"Dad, you are back!" The door to the next room suddenly opened, and He Qianyu ran out wearing rabbit pajamas, and threw herself into He Yanfeng's arms.

He Yanfeng rubbed his daughter's head, and the expression on his face softened a bit: "Our little princess is still asleep."

"I'm waiting for you!" He Qianyu hugged He Yanfeng's waist, and looked around behind him: "Where's the watercolor pen you promised to buy me?"

He Yanfeng's hand on her head paused, and then he remembered that he had promised to buy He Qianyu a new box of watercolor pens before going out.

"I'm sorry, Dad forgot." After He Yanfeng apologized, he bent down and coaxed: "Will Dad buy it for you tomorrow?"

He Qianyu let go of him, pouted her lips in disappointment, and said in a low tone, "But tomorrow will be too late."

"Is it an art homework?" Yang Yun knelt down to comfort her daughter and said, "Mom will call your teacher later and explain to the teacher that the watercolor pens at home are used up. Mom and Dad were too careless and forgot to buy them for you, so they didn't hand them in." Homework, mother and teacher will discuss to hand it in next Monday, okay?"

"It's not an art homework, it's a gift I want to give to Brother Jiang Chen." He Qianyu lowered her head, aggrieved and sad: "I begged my second brother for a long time before he promised to come to my school after school tomorrow to help me give me the gift I wanted. Brother Jiang Chen's birthday present was given to Brother Jiang Chen, if you don't finish it tonight, it will be too late to do it tomorrow."

Yang Yun was taken aback, glanced at He Yanfeng, hesitated for a while, and said, "Then Mom and Dad will go out and buy colored pens for you now, okay? Mom and Dad promise to come back soon, and you must have time to make a gift for Brother Jiang Chen." .”

"No need." He Yanfeng rubbed He Qianyu's head, and said softly: "Tomorrow, Dad will ask for a day off for you, so that you have a day to make a present for Brother Jiang Chen. Now you go to bed first, okay? ?”

"Really?!" He Qianyu jumped three feet high, her rabbit ears bouncing up and down with her, she stretched out her hand excitedly and said: "Dad and I pull the hook! It's a puppy!"

"What are you talking about?" Yang Yun disagreed and said, "How can you just agree to such a thing as Xiaobao?"

"I know it."

He Yanfeng and He Qianyu checked and stamped. After watching her door close, they turned to Yang Yun and said, "Go to the study, I have something very important to tell you."

Yang Yun frowned and followed behind He Yanfeng. When the door of the study was closed, he said, "No matter how important things are, you can't make fun of your child's study. Now you set a precedent for her to ask for leave for no reason. In the future, she..."

"Tomorrow our whole family will go to the old house." He Yanfeng took two steps towards the desk, stopped and said, "Except for Qianjian."

Yang Yun was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with not letting He Qianjian go to the old house together. She just thought that her husband might be delaying her eldest son's third year of high school. She worried, "Why did you suddenly go back to the old house? Are you parents? What is there for us?"

He Yanfeng shook his head, gripping the kraft paper bag tightly, trying to lift it up several times, but in the end he just put it on the desk.

"Honey, I have something to tell you." He Yanfeng took Yang Yun's hand, his voice was a little hoarse: "You have to be mentally prepared first."

"What's the matter?" Yang Yun's heart tightened, and she couldn't help guessing: "Is it related to our return to the old house?"

He Yanfeng pulled her to sit down on the chair by the desk, and put his hands on her shoulders. Seeing his wife's blank expression, he opened his mouth a few times, but he couldn't say anything when he reached his mouth.

"What's the matter?"

He Yanfeng's hesitant appearance made Yang Yun feel bad. Her eyes fell on the kraft paper bag on the table, and she thought that He Yanfeng was looking for Xiang Hong, and Xiang Hong's job is a doctor...

Yang Yun grabbed He Yanfeng's hand on her shoulder, and couldn't help being anxious: "Is it our family? Whose body is asking—"

Before Yang Yun finished speaking, He Yanfeng said: "Qian Jian was born with the wrong arms, he is not our son."

"How is it possible?!" Yang Yun subconsciously said, "Didn't we do a paternity test when Qian Jian was three months old?"

He Yanfeng was silent for a moment, picked up the kraft paper bag on the table, and took out the two reports inside.

"Look."

Yang Yun took the report, and when her eyes swept over the test materials, she froze, not daring to say anything: "Jiang Chen?" She raised her head, and the hand holding the report trembled slightly: "How come the test materials are us and Xiaochen? How is this going?"

He Yanfeng pressed Yang Yun's shoulders, bent down to meet her eye level: "Jiang Chen is our biological son."

Yang Yun quickly turned to the last page of the report. His pupils trembled violently when he saw the sentence at the bottom—according to the results of DNA analysis, Yang Yun and He Yanfeng were supported as Jiang Chen's biological parents.

"Xiao Chen... is my son?" Yang Yun raised his head and said, "What about Qian Jian?"

"He should be a child of the Jiang family." He Yanfeng said: "Don't you think I'm familiar with you? He's like Qian Min Qian Yu, who inherited your dimples, but his eyes and nose are like mine."

Yang Yun recalled the quick glance when she first met Jiang Chen, just a side face made her very concerned, and every time she met later, she would love that boy more and more, once she only thought that This was the fate between Jiang Chen and their family, but she never thought that Jiang Chen was her biological son!

As long as she thinks that Jiang Chen is her biological son, she can't help but carefully trace the facial features of the young man in her memory. Just like what her husband said, every inch of him is like the perfect combination of her and her husband's facial features. Like Qianjian...

"What about Qian Jian?" Yang Yun raised his head abruptly, "Xiaochen is our son, what about Qian Jian?"

He Yanfeng was silent for a moment: "We have our own son, and the Jiang family also has their own son. Of course Qian Jian wants to go back to the Jiang family."

Yang Yun couldn't accept it, "But... We have raised Qian Jian for so many years, and can Qian Jian accept it, he..."

The elder son and the younger son have completely different personalities. The younger son is casual and doesn’t like to be restrained or flamboyant, but the elder son is very particular. He demands the best in every aspect, including studies, food, clothing, housing and transportation... If he is allowed to return to the Jiang family , the conditions of material life will definitely decline. Before, it was already difficult for him to accept the decline in his grades. If he knew the truth about his life experience, would he be hit even harder?

"Whether he accepts it or not, it's the truth." He Yanfeng said earnestly: "My wife, Xiaochen and Qianjian will soon be adults, and they must have the psychological ability to accept the facts before they can face more future problems. Frustration, if you don't tell Qian Jian the truth, then Xiaochen, do you want to hide it from him?"

"I know what you said is the right way, but after all, Qian Jian is the child we have raised for so many years, and—" Yang Yun looked up: "Xiao Chen is our son, Qian Jian is the son of the Jiang family, we I hope that Xiaochen will come back, will the Jiang family be willing to exchange the two children?"

"Xiaochen has a very good relationship with his father... adoptive parents. Presumably his adoptive parents also love him very much. We can accept this truth because we have been with Xiaochen for a long time. We know what kind of child he is and are very fond of him. Like him, but the Jiang family's parents have never met Qian Jian, they don't know Qian Jian's character and have no relationship with him, they suddenly told them that Xiaochen is not their son, but Qian Jian is their son, they It should be hard to accept."

"Think about it differently. If we had never met Xiaochen before, and suddenly a strange couple came over and told us that Qian Jian was not our child, but another boy we were completely strangers to was our child, would you Won't it be hard to accept?"

"And it's not just that, he not only asked you to accept a child who was not at all a stranger, but also asked you to go back to the child you have loved for more than ten years, are you willing?"

He Yanfeng fell silent, he had to admit that what Yang Yun said was the truth. But he will look at it more rationally than his wife. In addition to what his wife said, Jiang Chen himself is good enough is also one of the important reasons why he quickly accepted him.

Because as the head of the family, He Yanfeng had to calmly consider the stability of the family and the acceptance of Jiang Chen by the rest of the He family.

Jiang Chen and Qian Min Qianyu got along very well. One can imagine how happy Qian Min would be after learning that Jiang Chen was his real brother. Perhaps her daughter would find it hard to accept it, but she liked Jiang Chen very much, and it would not take too much time to accept Jiang Chen. For a long time, in this way, Jiang Chen's return to the He family will hardly have any negative impact on the stability of the family.

As for the He family, He Yanfeng knows his parents and siblings very well. The two elders may have feelings for He Qianjian and it is difficult to let them go, but at the same time they will never let their grandchildren live outside. As for the elder brother He Yanjun and sister He Yanya, One is lubricated by He Qianyang, and the other is engaged in the scientific research industry. They will definitely have common topics with Jiang Chen.

It was because of such comprehensive consideration that He Yanfeng was able to accept Jiang Chen so quickly.

But would Jiang's family, who had never met He Qianjian, accept a completely strange boy? Also, can they really agree to let Jiang Chen and He Qianjian change back to their original identities?

He Yanfeng sat down on the other side of the desk, his voice was calm and low: "So I decided to tell Jiang Chen about this matter first, and after discussing it with him, we will tell Jiang's parents together."

"Tell the minister first?" Yang Yun was startled, "When?"

"Tomorrow." He Yanfeng said: "After telling my parents about this, we will wait for him at the gate of his school after school."

Yang Yun hesitated: "His birthday is the day after tomorrow, will it be possible to tell him about it before his birthday..."

"It's because of his birthday the day after tomorrow that I have to clarify this matter tomorrow." He Yanfeng tapped his fingers on the table, pondered for a moment and said: "Also, I will let the notice go down tomorrow morning, and Qian Jian's birthday party will be announced." Cancel."

"Why did you suddenly cancel the birthday party?" Yang Yun sat up straight, frowning slightly: "Qian Jian has been looking forward to this birthday party for a long time. During this period of time, he is in a much better mood because his birthday is approaching. He must be very uncomfortable if he cancels it, and All the matters of the banquet have been arranged, and it must be difficult for him to cancel at this time."

He Yanfeng shook his head: "Even if I don't say cancel, I will go to the old house tomorrow and explain the matter, and my father will let us cancel."

Yang Yun was puzzled: "Why?"

"Sooner or later, the identities of Qian Jian and Jiang Chen will be disclosed, and it is very likely that in the near future, besides relatives and friends, the people invited by Qian Jian to this birthday party will also include many of my business partners. The guests basically overlap, and the two banquets near the time, no matter from which aspect, there will be comparisons in people's hearts, which is not good for anyone."

"But this is the banquet that Qianjian has been looking forward to for a long time..." Yang Yun thought of He Qianjian's increasingly silent and abnormal emotions recently, and felt a little nervous in his heart, and said, "Even if he is not our biological child, I have raised him." He's been eighteen years old, isn't it okay to treat this banquet as the last thing we do for him?"

"What about Jiang Chen?" He Yanfeng asked: "He has the same birthday as Qian Jian. We found out his identity before his birthday but still held a grand birthday party for Qian Jian. What will he think when he finds out?"

Yang Yun was speechless.

"Also." He Yanfeng looked at the kraft paper bag on the table, his eyes darkened a bit: "There are many doubts about Qian Jian and Jiang Chen's wrongdoing. During this period of time, I realized that I never really understood it. He, although many things have not been investigated and no conclusion can be made, but he is definitely not as simple as we know."

Yang Yun frowned: "What do you mean?"

He Yanfeng supported her by the shoulders, at eye level with her, and said word by word: "I have always regarded Qianjian as my first child. It is impossible for me to have no feelings for him for eighteen years. Wife, I hope you Believe me, I have my reasons for doing this."

"Can't you tell me?"

"At least until I figure out one thing." He Yanfeng sighed, his voice hoarse: "I hope he won't let me down..."