"This person looks so familiar… Seems like he's my childhood neighbor's brother," Zhen Jinghan said uncertainly.
"Neighbor's brother?" Zhao Guo'an said, his expression uneasy: "He looks much older than you, maybe uncle is more fitting, don't you think?"
Zhen Jinghan explained, "He's only six years older than me. I don't know why he looks so old now."
"Were you close with him?"
"Sort of. I remember he often played with me as a kid and bought me snacks."
As tensions were about to erupt, Xiao Feng stepped forward to mediate, "We're straying far, straying far, as of now, we can't be certain whether that person is actually the neighbor's brother or not..."
Before he finished, Zhao Guo'an raised his hand to correct him, "It's uncle, not brother."
"Regardless of whether it's brother or uncle, it's impossible to be sure." Xiao Feng asked Zhen Jinghan, "Can you remember his name?"
Zhen Jinghan pondered for a moment and answered, "His name is Wang Tiezhu."
