Thirteen years ago...
In the spring season where flowers bloomed most beautifully, the main mansion of the Guan family were filled with the lively laughter of five children running around.
However, when the smallest boy with a fluffy silver head could not catch up with the other boys and tripped on his feet instead, a loud cry rang out.
Another young boy, with dark hair and was a foot taller than the silver-haired boy, looked back and saw his brother on the ground. He hurriedly ran back.
"Little Yin! Are you hurt?"
Little Yin, Lu Yin Ze who was eight years old at that time, hugged his brother's waist and cried with his small pink mouth pouted aggrievedly. "Waahh, big brother, it hurts. It's bleeding!"
The young Lu Jin was anxious. "Hold on."
He took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it around the wound on Little Yin Ze's knee.
