In the quiet of the night, I sat at the table, flipping through the album left by my brother.

It had been ten years since I last saw him, blood thicker than water yet kinship thin.

The thick album carried the brief life of Gu Zhuo.

Inside were the happy moments of my brother and me in our childhood,

as well as the decline of our family, with only a few solo photos.

The slender and frail youth exuded a faint melancholy between his brows.

It seemed that life under someone else's roof was not to his liking.

Turning further, there were photos of him after starting a family, moments of bright smiles and warmth.

The family's happiness lasted for many years, until the abrupt halt around the time Tiger was about 4 years old.

There was a blank space afterwards, and as I flipped through quickly, some more photos appeared in the final section.

These photos did not feature my brother, seeming more like casual street snaps.

There was no specific theme, just old streets and a few passersby.

My gaze froze as I recognized the familiar background street.

After a long look, how could it be the road near my foster parents' house?

I took out the photos, examined them closely, and my heart trembled.

Among the few pedestrians, I found my teenage self.

There were back views, side views, occasional glimpses of my face, with tricky angles.

These were the photos my brother secretly took!

On the back of the photos were inscriptions, each noting the date and what Xiao Yue was doing?

I arranged these photos in chronological order.

To my surprise, it lasted for five years, from when I was 13 to 18.

I raised my hand, rubbing my sore nose and eyes.

So, my brother had once appeared in my world.

But at that time, he was out of my sight.

I sat until the early morning, repeatedly looking at these photos.

Why did he secretly photograph me?

Why didn't he acknowledge me?

Since I couldn't sleep anyway, I pieced together the relevant information in my mind.

Next step, focus on investigating whether my brother is truly insane or if he's being framed?

Who is that wild man? Is he one of the masterminds behind the scenes?

If my brother is being framed as mentally ill, his wife He Man is definitely involved,

No rush, I'll let her dance around for a few days first.