Chapter 545: The memory of my brother's anniversary seems to have been involved in another fire.

The death of my brother that year was like a new reflection in front of my eyes.

And her brother's pain, and the person beside her.

is cold as well.

My brother died at the hands of Leng Yichen.

Anxiaoji's memories flooded in.

"Where are you?"

Ann Xiaojing spoke to the person on the phone.

"Why, finally remembered? At that time, if I had appeared earlier, Leng Yichen would not have done anything to your brother, and he would not have died.

The person on the phone keeps talking.

"But my brother is dead."...