My little butterfly girl

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10. Ch 10

Luhan's pov 

Brittany just asked me the hardest question I could ever answer, I had no clue who my parents are, I'm not even sure there alive!

"What is your last name? Maybe we can find something on the Internet" She said.

"My last name is kyung- soo" I said.

She picked up her lap top and typed some thing in. "Your here!" She said. 

"I am?" 

"Yeah, your on the kyung soo family tree" she said moving so I could see the screen.

"Lets go back a couple spaces" she said "there's a guy here named kris kyung soo"

I thought "I can remember some one named kris" I said.

"It says he's your brother" she said.  "Wait a minute I seem that name before" she said and stood up. 

"Come on luhan we need to pay some attention to a grave yard" she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"No time for questions come on" 

I followed her fastly as we made it up the hill to the grave yard.

She looked through the head stones and stopped. "Here! Luhan look at this!"

I looked at the head stone it said:

'Kris kyung soo 

1992- now

We hear by declare that kris is legally deceased on the day of November 1st 2001 this man has been stabbed during the Chinese war'

There was a picture frame face first on the ground I picked it up and flipped it over to a guy that looked like I have seen him before. 

I thought harder and it snapped back to me, "this is my brother...." I said.

"I'm sorry luhan" Brittany said.

i set the picture frame back down and turned to Brittany as she hugged me tightly.

I was a bit shocked at first but then I hugged back.

"Luhan, I'm sorry for the lost you couldn't remember" she said.

"It's fine" I said as it begun to rain. 

She looked up and me and I looked down at her and kissed her on the lips.

She kissed back as we pulled away, I took off my jacket and put it over her shoulders and pulled up the hood, I picked her up and started running down the street in the pouring rain

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