"Go to sleep."
"Mm."
The room returned to silence.
Apart from the two brothers, no one else in the family knew what the pair had talked about tonight.
"Dad, are you listening to me?"
The girl's voice was soft and whiny. She stared with big eyes at the man sitting by her bed, coaxing her to sleep. Seeing her dad absent-minded, she pouted and said, "Dad, you're bad. Qianqian is talking to you and you're ignoring me."
"Alright, alright, Dad is bad, Dad will say sorry to our Qianqian."
The man's name was Han Bin. The little girl was his daughter, full name Han Qian, nickname Qianqian—the same classmate Han Qian that Ming Han had mentioned.
"Then do you know what I just talked to you about?"
"You said there's a boy in your class who looks a lot like me when I was young."
"That's right, he not only looks like you, he looks like me too! My classmates say Ming Han and I are like twins. They say Ming Han and his sister Ming Wei don't look alike at all."
"Ming Han? Ming Wei?"
