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Now, there was only one night left before the Yin River erupted, and he could only be forced to change his plan.

After thinking for a while, Gu An silently took out a kitchen knife and placed it in front of Han Xiuxiu.

"Xiuxiu, from now on, never leave your body for a moment, hold on to it, and don't let go no matter what you see." Gu An looked at the person in front of him solemnly, his tone full of seriousness.

Han Xiuxiu knew the power of the kitchen knife from Gu An, and heard Gu An talk about his plan last time, but she was still worried: "What should you do..."

Gu An smiled and said: "As long as you are safe, I will be fine. When the Yin River erupts, it is weird and helpless, and after the flaws are exposed, you just pay me back."

This is comforting words, no one knows what the Yinhe will look like after the eruption, and all the people he has seen are dead, but Gu An can only pretend to be very relaxed.

Han Xiuxiu is not stupid, she seems to see a forced smile and forced composure in Gu An's eyes.

She was silent for a while, and then said: "I know you haven't told me many things, it's for my own good... I always feel that after tonight, we will part..."

"I don't know when I want to see you again... Even if you say that we will become husband and wife... I can feel the sincerity in your words, but I don't feel the feeling of being together day and night between husband and wife. It feels like I can see it in my parents... There should be a lot of things I don't know..."

Han Xiuxiu said seriously, Gu An could understand and understand what she said, indeed, after a hundred years, he and Han Xiuxiu would be married, but that Han Xiuxiu was weird after all, the way he got along with weirdness was naturally different from normal people Yes, even if the heart is like fire, the surface is only as cold as frost.

Such a couple is really weird and abnormal.

There is affection, but it cannot be expressed, and it can only be proved by behavior silently.

Just like when he was besieged by the old man in the cemetery with a bunch of weird things, at the last moment, Han Xiuxiu silently hugged herself, saying don't be afraid, husband...

That sentence broke Gu An's defenses on the spot, he didn't show his expression on the surface, but he cried like a child in his heart...

This is what actions are worth a thousand words.

But sometimes, without language communication, the two parties will lose a lot of opportunities to understand each other, so it will appear a little weird.

Just like what Han Xiuxiu said just now, this feeling is different from the feeling of getting along with her parents...

But these, Gu An didn't know how to tell Han Xiuxiu, he felt that this truth was a bit cruel, tell Han Xiuxiu, you are dead?Became weird?

Gu An couldn't say this, he came here to change everything...

"Xiuxiu, don't think too much, no matter what happens, I will always be there." There were thousands of words in his heart, but the only thing Gu An said was this seemingly comforting sentence.

Han Xiuxiu raised her head, looked at Gu An, and smiled slightly. She rarely smiled this time, she smiled happily and warmly, at least Gu An's heart trembled violently.

Han Xiuxiu silently clenched the kitchen knife, what looked weird, but at this moment under the candlelight, it looked very warm.

The two were speechless, and then chose to rest.

Lying on the bed, separated by the quilt, whoever was together, did not overstep, nor did they have any bad intentions, they just lay peacefully, and occasionally said a few words.

It's no longer about Yinhe, it's no longer about danger, it's no longer about how to deal with weirdness, but some homely, ordinary homely.

When the grain harvest is good, when the weather is going to rain, the roof needs to be repaired in advance, and the woven grass clippings and a few hemp ropes can make it stronger...

Working at sunrise and resting at sunset, this kind of life is ordinary and joyful...

……

Gu An opened his eyes, he felt very tired.

Opening his eyes tiredly, he saw a ceiling that was both familiar and strange.

There are also some green patterns painted on the walls on all sides. In this era, after building new houses from house to house, people like to paint some patterns on the white walls for decoration.

Gu An turned to look at the woman next to him.

It was a middle-aged woman, whose appearance was somewhat similar to Gu An's. Her eyes were beautiful, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth. She seemed to sense that Gu An was waking up. She turned her head and smiled warmly at Gu An: "Xiao An, wake up!" La."

Gu An smiled: "Mom!"

He sat up, feeling that all this was both familiar and strange, and he felt as if he had forgotten something.

"Xiao An, take a rest at home today, don't wander around outside, you have been running all day yesterday, you are exhausted, you are still young, and your body can't bear it." The middle-aged woman was very gentle, she stretched out her white hand , stroking Gu An's little head.

Gu An didn't resist at all, his eyes were only friendly, he leaned in and said, "Mom, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged woman took out a scroll from the bed and said with a smile, "I'm looking at a painting."

After hearing this, Gu An stretched his head. It was a picture scroll of a harmonious and peaceful mountain village.

It was a village with mountains and water, people and livestock.

This village seemed familiar to Gu An, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

He frowned, as if trying to remember.

The middle-aged woman pointed to the scroll and said, "Xiao'an, although this village is backward, look at the people in the village, they live happily and carefree, unlike us in big cities, where every day A lot of trouble."

Gu An nodded half-understood, looking at this painting, he always felt very familiar.

Especially those people in the painting, there is a house, and there is a girl in the yard. Although the girl only sketched a few strokes with a brush, Gu An felt as if he had seen her somewhere.

"Mom, she's so pretty." Gu An pointed at the woman in the painting with an innocent look on her face.

The middle-aged woman gave a grin, and patted Gu An's head angrily: "At a young age, I know how to stare at other little girls, and I will get it when I grow up."

Gu An chuckled: "But no matter how good-looking she is, she's not as good-looking as my mother."

Faced with these flattering words, the middle-aged woman smiled happily. She touched Gu An's head, as if thinking of something, her eyes gradually became a little dark.

Gu An sensed that her mother's mood was a little off, and immediately asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

The middle-aged woman shook her head: "Mom is fine, don't worry."

As she spoke, she hugged Gu An and held him in her arms, her eyes were full of kindness and maternal love.

Gu An didn't know why, but he liked his mother's embrace, it was gentle, kind, and amiable.

Lying in his mother's arms, he felt a burst of drowsiness, as if he wanted to sleep again.

"Boom boom boom..."

At this time, the bell in the living room rang suddenly, waking up Gu An, who was still drowsy just now.

He turned to look.

In his living room, there is an old standing clock.

This clock looks old, obviously not a product of this era.

Moreover, this bell also gave Gu An a familiar feeling.