Vicente recalled what had happened when he was three years old. He felt as if it had happened yesterday, haunting him like a nightmare. He didn't remember how he had been through these years.
"Do you know what my mother told me that day?"
Nina shook her head and sat beside Vicente. As soon as she approached Vicente, she could feel the pain around him, which was suffocating.
She put her hand on the back of Vicente's cold hand and stared at his side face quietly. His long and thin eyelashes trembled slightly.
"My brother and I were twins and we looked almost the same. I liked to stick to my brother. He had short hair and I also had short hair. I wore the same clothes as he wore. Except for my mother, no one could distinguish the two of us were brother and sister.
My brother died from food poisoning on the spot, and there was no time for rescue. My mother pulled me to a place where no one was around and told me that the person who died was me, it was me who died, not my brother. From now on, I will be my brother, and I will be Vicente. The person who died is Vicki.
I don't understand why my mother did this. She just blankly said that I am Vicente, not Vicki. My mo
, James stepped forward and said, "Emma is weak. I'll push you with her."
"Thank you." Emma looked at James with a smile.
James raised his eyebrows with a smile, "If you really want to thank me, you can do something practical. I don't accept oral gratitude."
"What do you want?" When Sam suddenly spoke out, James almost answered his words subconsciously.
James was so smart that he didn't say anything shameless in front of the old man. James paused for a moment, "Grandpa? What do you mean? "
"You must have transfused a lot of blood to me during the operation, right? Although this is what you should do as a junior, I still want to thank you. What do you want, as long as Grandpa can give you, I will satisfy you. " Sam said sincerely.
James paused for a moment again, "Grandpa, did you make a mistake? I didn't transfuse blood to you. You were out of danger when I came back. "
"You didn't transfuse blood to me?" Sam turned to look at the person behind him.
James shook his head firmly, "No."
Sam squinted his eyes, only the sound of the wheelchair rubbing on the ground could be heard.
If it wasn't James, then who was it?
Why did they hide it from him?
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