Just a little bit, Mu Chen died in his dream.Bloody, Xing Wen can still clearly remember the feeling of holding the dying Mu Chen in his arms.Of course, you can also cheat like Mr.
Mu, provided that the owner of the dream believes what you say.It was as if he understood what he was thinking.If it is Huo Wanrou, who has been engaged in scientific research for more than ten years, the probability of not believing it is still very high.That's it, I know it all.Xing Wen said.After waiting for a while, Xing Wen didn't wait for Zhang Bin to speak.When he tried to open his eyes, he realized that he seemed to be on the verge of falling asleep.So fast?
It's nothing special, it's like falling asleep every night, except this time it's more like falling asleep in a state of extreme exhaustion, and my whole body sinks deep all at once.Barely perceiving any strangeness or dissonance, he realized that he was in a different room from the one he had slept.It seemed a little strange at first, but after a second he remembered.This was the room he lived in when he was a child, in elementary school, before he was seven years old, and then he was sent to a relative's house for foster care.But why back here?
It stands to reason that if it is Huo Wanrou's dream, it is very likely that she should go back to the research institute, or to the house where she lives now.There was also a Tianzi book on the desk in front of him, and the words on it were crooked, and he copied a whole side of his name.Xing Wen suddenly reacted and stood up from his chair with a pout.Fuck me.As soon as Xing Wen opened his mouth, he immediately said "fuck" again.Swearing with this kind of milky voice is so ruined!
Xing Wen felt the low-altitude perspective that he hadn't felt for twenty years, took two steps forward, and looked down at his palm.It was a very soft, seemingly inoffensive little hand.Xing Wen: Holy shit.The author has something to say: so, really· Milk Xing is here.May I ask Mr.
Mu if you want to hug and see~ The only thing that can see through the truth is that you are a child on the outside but an adult on the inside.Thank you to the little angel who voted for me during 2019-11-2323:58:26~2019-11-2423:09:00 ~ Thank you to the little angel who voted for the mine: what are you talking about a few handfuls of 3; Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 23 bottles of Qianyu; What are you talking about a few handfuls of 5 bottles; 1 bottle of HYX; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 72 It took Xing Wen nearly ten minutes to get used to the facts at hand.Just like when Mu Chen was influenced by him to become a model, Xing Wen was still a child in Huo Wanrou's dream.It's about dreams from the past.Just when Xing Wen looked around the room, there was something that had been shrinking in the corner and staring at him for a long time, and suddenly jumped down and meowed!
The white cat barked.Xing Wen was almost pounced, and after the other party succeeded, he hung directly on his back, and his tail whipped his body again and again.This is a white Ragdoll cat, and it looks as young as Xing Wen at the moment.The door was knocked twice at this time, and Xing Wen didn't have time to make any preparations, so Huo Wanrou pushed the door in.Why are you still making trouble?
Huo Wanrou had glasses on the bridge of her nose, and she looked almost no different from twenty years later.The cat was so frightened that he drilled into Xing Wen's arms, Xing Wen barely supported the heavy cat's butt with one arm, and looked at Huo Wanrou without speaking.Huo Wanrou frowned, there was obvious suspicion in her expression, she obviously didn't have too much guard in front of the child.Go to bed early.Huo Wanrou said that celebrating birthdays is not so lawless.Xing Wen was stunned for a moment, thinking about how he should react at this time, which was more like the behavior of a child of a few years old.Jump up and shout good night to mom for a hug?
He wasn't sure if he would be spoiled when he was a child.Huo Wanrou was also stunned for a while, walked over to make the bed for Xing Wen, and then stretched out her hand to Xing Wen.Xing Wen reacted to what the other party was going to do, took the initiative to take off his coat and sweater, and put the cat on the desk.After the cat landed, it habitually jumped on Xing Wen's small bed and went to the position next to the pillow.It is estimated that it does this every day, Huo Wanrou didn't react, pulled the quilt open, and Xing Wen got in.Good night.Huo Wanrou said.Good night.Xing Wen said cooperatively.The lights in the room were extinguished, Xing Wen closed his eyes and listened to the door being closed, and lay motionless for a while before turning over.Meow.The little milk cat came over delicately.Today is my birthday.Xing Wen whispered, and was suddenly stunned: How old is it?
The cat naturally couldn't answer him, Xing Wen quickly flipped it up, and there happened to be a square electronic clock on the desk, with the year and date on it.November 6th is indeed his birthday, his fifth birthday.This was twenty years ago, the day he was injected with potion by his parents, and Xing Wen suddenly became nervous.If the dream really developed according to history, Xing Zhao might come to his room after he fell asleep, and once he injected the potion, it would be a violent rejection reaction, and at that time, if he wanted to carry out other plans, he would have no action and no chance.Escape.As soon as this thought came out, Xing Wen hurriedly pulled his coat over and jumped off the bed.The puppet, who had just fallen asleep with squinting eyes, heard the movement, and a stirring spirit also flipped up and hung on Xing Wen's shoulder.Other.Xing Wen said angrily, reaching out to push the cat that was too heavy for him.- Xing Xing's image is not quite right.In the master bedroom, Huo Wanrou sat down in front of the vanity mirror.Xing Zhao was observing the blue potion that was contained in the glass bottle, and asked after a while: Where?
Wasn't he particularly happy when he cut the cake today?
Huo Wanrou said, but I just saw that he seemed to be preoccupied.Xing Zhao was dumbfounded for a few seconds and smiled: What's on your mind?
A five-year-old?
He is precocious than the average child.Huo Wanrou commented coldly, maybe she really noticed what we were going to do.That's what we've bred up.Xing Zhao said that last time, his teacher contacted me and asked me to take time to take him to see a psychiatrist, saying that the child might be autistic.What do you want to say?
Huo Wanrou squinted her eyes and looked at him, because she was born by herself, so she was reluctant?
Then who else can we try to try the potion in your body?
Xing Zhao was speechless all of a sudden.Huo Wanrou saw through his appearance and sneered: Coward.Xing Zhao had a cold face, but he couldn't think of anything to refute, so he silently put part of the potion into the syringe prepared in advance.Huo Wanrou stretched out her hand to take it, but Xing Zhao didn't give it.I'll do it myself.Xing Zhao looked at her, I can do it.Huo Wanrou still sneered, followed her husband out of the room, Xing Zhao glanced at the time, Xing Wen must have slept at this point.The door was carefully opened, and the light in the living room stretched in long strips from the floor to the bed, and the room smelled of children's shower gel.Xing Zhao looked at the messy bed, the whole person was stunned, and his eyes subconsciously looked in the direction of the glass window.Why did Huo Wanrou just look at the house, and she was also stunned.Xing Wen is gone, and the Ragdoll cat at home is gone.This is the second floor.Xing Zhao looked at the window and said.
-After Xing Wen came out, he ran all the way with the cat, his face was red from the cold, and the cat was shivering from the cold.Although it is only the beginning of November, it is already winter in this northern city.Not only is it windy at night, but the temperature is only a few degrees Celsius.Xing Wen used to live here for too short a time, and after becoming a child, his mobility was much lower, and he ran for a long time before he slipped out of the community.At this point, the weather is not as good as in southern cities, and the road is basically depressed, and there are only convenience stores with lights on.Xing Wen froze his baby teeth and fought, panting for white air and appearing in front of the only noodle restaurant that had not closed at this point.He remembered this noodle restaurant, and the manager was a very enthusiastic old man, and he couldn't remember exactly what kind of warm-hearted Fa Xing Wen was.Anyway, he only knew that if he didn't go in, he would either freeze to death tonight or be sent to the police station for his life.Oh my God!
Isn't this Xing Xing!
The old man saw him and hurriedly opened the door for him.When the heating in the store came on, Xing Wen suddenly felt a lot safer.Why is this point still out there?
Strangely cold.The old man hurriedly pulled his arm and bent down: Let me see, your face is frozen red, what about your parents?
Xing Wen thought for a moment and shook his head like a child.I'll call them.The old man said that these two couples are too good at attracting children!
Uncle!
Xing Wen hurriedly grabbed him, don't fight, they kicked me out.The old man was dumbfounded all of a sudden, reached out and rubbed Xing Wen's hair, and sighed: What is the matter, the baby is still holding the cat like this, hanging his head and not speaking, in fact, he is thinking about what to do next.The opportunity to wear a dream is only once, and it can't be wasted, and this time point is actually very good, maybe you can find the antidote to the potion.Rest at Uncle's place for the night, and tomorrow morning, Uncle will take you to reason with your parents!
The old man said again.Xing Wen nodded, planning to rest here for the night, and wait until tomorrow when it was not so cold before leaving.Hungry or not?
The old man asked, "If you are hungry, the uncle will give you a note."
Xing Wen didn't respond, he was quietly observing everything in the store, he had indeed been taken care of by this old man before.If he doesn't remember clearly, it means that it was before he was injected with the potion.How about a glass of warm milk?
The old man hesitated for a while and said, scratching his head in annoyance, hey and saying that others, I will not lead children myself.After saying that, he went into the kitchen, leaving Xing Wen to sit on the chair alone, and hesitated for a while to cross his legs, but instead shook his dangling legs.His figure could barely be seen in the oil-stained floor-to-ceiling glass windows, Xing Wen looked sideways, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.It turns out that I was like this when I was a child, and it feels so strange to look at it like this.It may be because people are growing up every day, so it is always difficult for people to notice that they are growing up, and the actual changes have been accumulating over time.If he could, he also wanted to see Mu Chen when he was a child, and see how the other party grew up like this Xing Wen was still thinking about things, and the old man came out of the back kitchen with a cup of hot milk: I don't know if you can get used to it, I only have this kind of bagged milk powder here is not your middle-aged and elderly high-calcium milk.Xing Wen took it, and the Ragdoll took the opportunity to slip from his lap to the ground.The old man was blindfolded: Huh?
Xing Wen reacted suddenly, showing a very innocent smile: Thank you, uncle.The old man still stayed for a full ten seconds, and then laughed innocently: What TV series do children watch now?
Xing Wen was holding a warm milk cup in his hand, and he could smell a very fragrant smell, so there was no need to pretend to be with the old man.It's an NPC anyway.Xing Wen brought the cup to his lips, lowered his eyes and blew it very carefully, noticing that the old man was looking at him at this moment.Speaking of which, is it because he has been so dependent on milk for so many years because of his uncle?
Xing Zhao and Huo Wanrou didn't have the habit of making him goodnight milk, he just knew that he liked milk since he could remember, and he could sleep well when he drank it, as if he heard that children could sleep well when they drank milk.The old man scratched his head, still laughing.Xing Wen's lips had already reached the edge of the cup, and he suddenly paused suddenly.The heart was beating wildly, and the hands and feet seemed to be numb and weak as if under the action of the violent heartbeat.Twenty years ago, the warm-hearted old man did take care of him.It happened to be this night that I poured him such a cup of hot milk at this noodle restaurant.It's just that he doesn't remember.What's wrong, Xing Xing?
The old man was still looking at him, but the smile seemed to have disappeared.I don't know if it has disappeared, and Xing Wen has not been able to look carefully at the corner of his eyes.To be precise, he didn't dare to look closely.With a crisp sound, the glass shattered on the ground, and the milk flowed to the Ragdoll's feet, causing the cat to scream.What are you doing!
The old man was frightened, and he raised his foot to kick the screaming cat.Xing Wen pounced and scooped up the cat, accidentally hit the old man on the back, turned it over in the milk, and rushed to the direction of the door as fast as he could.Through the oil-stained glass door, Xing Wen could still see the old man.He still stood still, but he seemed to be laughing, and it was hard to tell if it was distorted by dirty glass.Xing Wen almost only paused for a second, slammed his body against the door, and ran.He ran.The old man said into his mobile phone, running in the direction of the amusement park.
-Xing Wen hugged the cat again, covered in dirty milk stains, and every step he took felt like stepping on the sound of an eager heartbeat.He didn't know how the situation had become like this all of a sudden, and he didn't know where he had to run to be safe so that he could hide safely.This area is relatively barren, it is already a suburb, and his parents' economic conditions could only buy a house in this area.Xing Wen didn't meet anyone all the way, not even the patrolling security guards, there were not many road signs left in his memory, and within ten minutes, he ran to the front of the newly built amusement park here.This is what he has an impression of, because when he was a child, he wanted to play inside, and he would always look at it when he passed by.The amusement park is naturally closed at night, and Xing Wen ran to this point, and his whole person was already panting and about to fall to the ground, walking along the fence with great difficulty.There was a small opening near the ground, and he noticed.Here, do you think it's okay.Xing Wen actually began to ask for the cat's opinion.Meow.The Ragdoll barked obediently.Good.Xing Wen gasped and unloaded the cat from his body.When the cat saw the hole, Xing Wen calmed down, bent down and followed the hole to drill just enough for his size.Xing Wen breathed a sigh of relief when he entered the park, and picked up the cat again very tiredly, and looked around.It was pitch black, and you couldn't see anything, and you could smell the new paint of the rides in the air.He wasn't afraid of ghosts, but he really wasn't interested in spending a night in a place like this, but he really had no other choice.Xing Wen walked slowly and slowly in the direction of the merry-go-round, with a huge pumpkin cart installed on it, which might be a good place for him to rest for a while.The Ragdoll cat shivered in his arms, Xing Wen reached out and carefully comforted it, and sat in the pumpkin cart.He breathed a deep sigh of relief, his limbs feeling like he was unconscious from the cold and exhaustion from running.