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Qi Qingke has a younger brother who has a different mother, different father, and even a different surname. His grades are poor, his people are indifferent, he is slovenly and he is still a little fool. Relying on donations from the Qi family and his grades as a guarantee, he managed to get into No. 9 Middle School.
Of course, he never regarded anyone as a younger brother.
Qi Qingke was nine years old when he picked up Pei Qiu, but he had already lived for thirty-seven years.
The second son of the Qi family of Da Zhao Scholar, the number one scholar in Lihe for forty years, and the youngest left minister of the Ministry of Punishment in the current dynasty.
He has been waiting for too long, waiting for his little general to return from the Heihe River in the middle of winter in March, waiting for the last ginkgo leaf to fall, and waiting for a tree to bloom.
When he wakes up from the lost fruit, when Pei Qiu remembers their stories that no history will record.
I remembered the time in my previous life when the newly appointed young general blocked the cold and ruthless Minister of Justice in a street corner.
"Qi Er! Don't you have a long mouth and can't speak? Can't you come and question me? How dare you say you didn't dream! How dare you say you didn't miss me! How dare you say... You don't like me!"
"I don't dare."
Pei Shi, named Minqiu, was the only son of General Pei, the Marquis of Zhongyi.
His sweetheart, his lover.
In the previous life, our hearts were connected, but we couldn't stay together for a long time. This life is good, he still has to watch him grow up.
18-Year-old Pei Qiu regained his memory and lay on his desk, thinking hard about how to get Zhu Ma to admit their relationship in the previous life...
"Qi Er, are you dreaming?"
The eldest son of the Qi family kissed him on the corner of the mouth: "I woke up from my dream."
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The story is divided into two lines. Qiushi writes about a modern campus and reunites after a broken mirror; Dongzang writes about an ancient bamboo horse and a two-way secret love.
The copy was written on Tuesday, August 3, 2021. If you are interested, you can save it first. The full text will be saved before autumn comes~
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