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Leng Qingqing thought of countless possibilities, but she never expected that the system would transport her to this world thirty years ago.

After leaving, I still felt lingering fear.

She stood in trance, surrounded by a passage-like place, and her whole body was enveloped in darkness.

But in the darkness on both sides, in front of and behind him, above his head and under his feet, a little bit of golden light flickered, and there seemed to be something flowing quietly around him. It seems slow as water, but when you look closely, countless overlapping pictures appear in front of you instantly. The huge pictures and the amount of information wash over your brain. The system advises you not to look at it, otherwise you may become a fool.

There was no one around, so he sat down cross-legged in a deserted manner. Think quietly.

In the main god space, the system looked sad, like the big grievance: "What should I do... There is an error in the transmission channel, I can't find where Heng Heng is in that world..."

The universe is vast, and countless events occur every second. Character positions and events are changing at any time and are not static.

The system is just the most common one among the hundreds of millions of systems in the main god space. It knows the operating rules and events of a small world, because every event is predetermined. But it is a bit too overwhelming to let it find out a person's location and time point from the time channel.

With such a huge amount of calculations, the system calculated on his fingers that if he had to search for them one by one, it would take at least several decades.

It’s over, I want to cry even more.

If you ask a colleague for help, the time will be shorter, but the more serious consequences will come - they will be discovered.

Now, after a transmission error, it is extremely difficult to accurately find the transmission point.

"Just do whatever you have to do." Leng Qingqing calmed down at this moment: "Things are already like this, let's find a way."

The system was choked with sobs. Leng Qingqing even heard the sound of tears dripping. He looked suspiciously into the air. This guy couldn't really cry.

"Then we can only look for them one by one..." The system's tone was extremely cautious, with a bit of hope. He didn't know whether to give hope to himself or to Leng Qingqing: "You have always been so lucky, you will definitely find it soon."

Leng Qingqing chuckled, expressing that he did not believe the system's rhetoric: "What if all the good luck before has been used up?"

The system stopped talking, and the ticking sound in the air sounded more intensively.

It really wasn't intentional.

The two began to search separately. After a day, the system suddenly remembered something.

"That's right! We still have a chance!" The system suddenly became excited, and it said loudly to Leng Qingqing: "The speed of time in the time channel is different from that in the outside world. A year in the outside world is only an hour here!"

However, the total time of the souls they were looking for in the time channel amounted to a full five years.

Leng Qingqing leaned half of her body out of the passage not far away. I don't know which time point she went to this time. Her shiny and smooth hair turned into a chicken coop.

"Oh." The chicken coop woman's eyes were dull: "You damn didn't tell me earlier."

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In the time passage, it took Leng Qingqing five full years to find Hengheng's world, and another three years to find Hengheng's location.

Walking out of the boundary gate and onto the street was a barefoot black woman with a head full of chicken nests and ragged clothes.

Leng Qingqing hadn't taken a shower in eight years. She felt as if the pores on her body were blocked by cement, and her whole body seemed to be wrapped in a thick shell. Only two nostrils were left to breathe, and a pair of eyes could see. Things, two ears can distinguish sounds.

Her eyes were bright and deserted, shrouded in the dazzling light. She raised her hands to cover her eyes. Her eyes were sore. Physiological tears flowed down from her eyes. On her cheeks, which were several degrees darker, two crystal lines slowly rushed out. Mark of.

She squatted in the corner, waiting for the little figure on the street to come over.

Just from the back, she recognized Hengheng.

Hengheng was wrapped in thick clothes and had a red scarf around her neck, which made her face look like jade and had a 200% chance of turning heads.

The little man stood in front of a stall selling candied haws. He stood on tiptoes and reached out to take a bunch of crystal-clear candied haws skewers from the vendor. After taking it, he did not eat it immediately. Instead, he raised it towards the people around him to see what the action meant. It seems that he wants the adults around him to take a bite.

He was an adult man with an indifferent temperament. He was wearing a black coat and his back was tall and tall. He looked like a mountain standing next to Hengheng.

Leng Qingqing held her sleeves and slowly narrowed her eyes.

She already knew who that man was.

The man stiffened and did not respond to Hengheng's overtures. Hengheng stood on tiptoes again, trying to bring the candied haws to his lips, but he was still there and tried his best to lift the candied haws. to the man's waist.

After a few seconds, the man seemed to surrender. He slowly bent his tall body, frowned and approached the brightly colored candied haws, and took a bite.

The brittle rock sugar melts in your mouth.

too sweet.

It's so sweet that your heart trembles.

Hengheng was finally satisfied and followed the man, biting the candied haws and jumping forward.

To be honest, seeing Hengheng doing well, Leng Qingqing finally felt relieved.

System: "...You have always been worried that Huo Yanheng in this world would be harmful to Hengheng, right?"

To be honest, it thinks so too.

But what neither of them expected was that the adult version of the villain Huo Yanheng seemed to be very friendly to Hengheng.

This is different from what is written in the novel.

The point is, what about their plan?

Leng Qingqing had no time to answer. She wanted to speak, but coughed subconsciously.

Over the past eight years, her voice has also changed, becoming dry and hoarse, like the sound of rough sandpaper rubbing against stone. It was as if someone had scratched her throat with a razor blade.

She watched Hengheng walking past her eyes, her eyes lingering greedily on that little face that was thinking about everything.

"Heng...Heng." A hoarse voice sounded in the air, like a baby's first words of babbling, with a hint of temptation.

Hengheng, who had already walked two steps forward, was stunned, with a look of concentration on his face. He clearly heard someone calling his name.

Hengheng turned his head to look, and there was a little bit of rock candy shell on the corner of his mouth.

His ignorant eyes fell on a beggar in the corner.

There was sympathy in his eyes.

Leng Qingqing wanted to stand up and go over to hug him.

But the winter in this world is so cold. Within half an hour after walking out of the gate, she already felt frozen and her body was completely inoperable.

Trying his best, he could only make a weak sound.

Fortunately, Hengheng heard it.

She watched Hengheng step by step, tentatively walking towards her, as strong as a deserted person, and her eyes could not help but turn slightly red.

Tears suddenly appeared in Hengheng's dark eyes, and his expression looked like he was about to cry. His heart instantly twisted together when he saw Lonely Qing.

She stared at him intently, her eyes red.

Hengheng's eyes were also red, like a little rabbit.

He changed the candied haws in one hand and dug into his pocket with the other hand, just as Leng Qingqing tilted her head and looked at him, curious about what he was going to do.

Hengheng dug into his small pocket and took out a five-yuan note.

Leng Qingqing: "..."