Fast Travel: Strategies and Counter-Strikes

Chapter 151 Spinning Dream Three (1)

After all, Ah Jin didn't wait to come to Minghua, and went to the next world in a blink of an eye.

Ah Jin raised his head, the winter wind was bitter, he wrapped his clothes tightly, the winter sun was not too warm, the sun was shining everywhere, but there was still no warmth at all.

He rubbed his palms, almost time to find her.

I don't know what kind of identity she will be this time?What will become of it?
Just then, a child bumped into him.

A Jin was slightly startled, looked down and saw the child laughing and raised his head, and said crisply, "I'm sorry, uncle."

"It's okay." Ajin bent down and gently rubbed his head.

The child smiled and nodded, then continued to run away to play.

Ah Jin looked at the direction where the child was walking away, and he pursed his lips tightly, thinking of a frightening conjecture.

What if this time, Ming Hua and Yan Xiao are already husband and wife, and have children...

What should he do at that time?
In the final analysis, Xuanmeng is a despicable act.

And he, in the name of redemption, was ultimately selfish because he liked her. Wasn't he destroying the happy life she had at her fingertips every time?
Ah Jin stood there for a long time, thinking carefully, and then turned around again, ready to start investigating.

At this moment, he froze on the spot, his eyes quickly changed from momentary shock to disbelief, as if a ladle of cold water poured down from the top of his head, his whole body was bone-piercingly cold.

Standing in front of him was Ming Hua.

He can recognize it, no matter what it becomes, he can recognize it.

but--

"Young man, have you seen a child? It's so tall...and with big eyes, it just came here from over there." A voice soaked in the vicissitudes of life rang in his ears.

Ah Jin stared at her closely, her hands under her long sleeves were clenched tightly into a ball, but the pain didn't come through for a long time.

He frowned tightly, staring at the visitor in pain and despair, his radiant eyes were full of disappointment and melancholy.

It seems like a century has passed.

Missed years, missed time, missed everything...

Ming Hua hunched over, looked at the young boy in front of him with cloudy eyes, and smiled kindly, "Didn't see it, then forget it, excuse me, old lady, I will look for it myself."

As he spoke, Ming Hua put his hands behind his back and slowly continued to look for his grandson.

"Wait." The boy's voice cleared.

At this age, Minghua's hearing is not particularly good, but fortunately the boy's voice was loud enough, so she stopped in time and looked at him curiously.

She didn't see the expression on the young man's face just now, she just felt that he didn't answer after asking the boy for a long time, maybe he didn't see it.

The young man's eyes glowed softly, he felt distressed but desperately raised the heavy corner of his mouth, and asked, "Excuse me... are you Minghua?"

Unable to see the expression of the other party's wry smile, Ming Hua's vision was blurred, he was still getting old after all.

"Yes... who are you?" Ming Hua's silver hair fluttered gently with the wind.

This winter is really cold, she thought for a while that the other party might be the son of someone she knew.

"Do your parents know me?"

"..."

Ah Jin couldn't say a word, all the words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't continue.

"Huh? Why don't you talk anymore?" Ming Hua thought that the child might be too introverted, "I still want to find my grandson, so child, if you are free, welcome to visit our house with your parents."

After finishing speaking, Ming Hua turned around and continued walking tremblingly into the distance.

The cold wind was blowing, and it slapped on the face to remind Ah Jin of the authenticity of this incident. He looked at Ming Hua's back in the distance, and his footsteps froze in place, unable to move.

"Yan, Xiao!!!"

　I am not born, but I am old.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)