She gazed at the middle-aged lady in a daze, "Auntie, is this really the last thing Brother Zhenyu left behind? What about his heart? Don't you know that without a heart, Brother Zhenyu can't hear his heartbeat anymore?" Xia Qingqian's eyes were brimming with tears, reflecting a pitiable light.
The middle-aged lady suddenly tightened her grip, almost collapsing to the ground. Her eyelids fluttered, and the mist that had gathered moistened her lashes as she trembled and asked, "Child, where did you hear all this?" The lady had been mentally prepared for this. Since Xia Qingqian had come all this way, she definitely knew a lot. However, there was one thing Xia Qingqian could never know—that Qiao Zhenyu actually had a twin brother.
"Auntie, I just want to know, where is Zhenyu's heart now? Can you tell me?" Xia Qingqian's tears fell again, making the couple's hearts quiver along with her emotions.
