At noon on Saturday, after lunch, Carl took the gift he had prepared all day yesterday, excitedly went out, and went straight to the neighbor's house—of course, it was his godfather's house now.

Seeing the figure of the young man who couldn't wait to go away, and listening to the words echoing in his ears, Charles shook his head helplessly, and controlled the wheelchair to follow behind Karl.

The neighbor's residence has become completely different from what Carl remembers, or in other words, it should have been rebuilt.

Carl's pace slowed down, and he looked around curiously while walking inside.

The sunshine in autumn is not too hot, it falls down gently, wrapping the earth in a thin layer of gold, together with the buildings in front of him.

The exterior wall of this duplex bungalow was painted lavender, and the outermost part was surrounded by a half-circle of white fences. The overall structure has also undergone subtle changes.

The garden below the first floor has been expanded a lot, and the withered flowers and plants have been eradicated, and most of them are buried in the ground as fertilizer for the newly transplanted flowers.But the ivy by the wall is very tenacious and still green.When the sun shines down, every leaf shines brightly.

The most different thing is that there is a huge tree in the center of the garden.Carl couldn't recognize what kind of tree it was, but felt that it stood there, in perfect harmony with the surrounding environment.

However, a lot of leaves fell under the tree, and their edges became curly and yellow, covering the bare soil. It should be that they have just been transplanted and are not used to it.

Carl crossed the path in the middle of the garden and was about to enter the door when he heard someone calling his name overhead.

He stopped and looked up, and found that it was Wanda standing by the small window on the second floor, sticking her head out and smiling at him.Her figure was gathered in the sunlight, and her whole body seemed to be glowing.

"Good afternoon." Wanda waved to Carl. When she saw Charles coming from behind, she also greeted him loudly: "Professor, good afternoon!"

Charles responded to Wanda's hello, his smile bright and light.

Carl held the box in the gift bag in his left hand. He covered his eyebrows with his right hand, looked up, and a sly smile flashed in his blue eyes.

In the next second, there was a slight sound of breaking through the air, and Carl's figure had appeared beside Wanda.

Charles laughed. He unhurriedly controlled the speed of the wheelchair, "floated" to the door, pushed the door open and entered.

Both adults are downstairs, doing what they like.

Several children started to have fun upstairs.

The gift Carl brought has been properly put away by Wanda.In fact, only Carl and Pietro were playing around, and Wanda used the computer in her room, looked up various materials carefully, and sometimes took time to chat with netizens.

The move seemed to have no effect on her, and she still followed her usual habits.

Pietro is different, maybe because of his ability, he seems to be born not to like to sit obediently in a certain place, he always has to move.

He and Carl quickly shuttled through the corridor on the second floor, and two faint fuzzy shadows were printed on the white wall, like a gust of wind.

They have opened the door of each room and looked at the layout inside - it has to be said that sometimes Eric can always surprise them, or Pietro's surprise.

Looking at the neatly arranged bookcases, shoe racks, and other various things in the room, Pietro couldn't help but imagine that scene: his father had a serious face, manipulating them with his ability, so that It falls obediently into place.

If it was pure wooden furniture, he would have to move it himself.

Carl looked at Pietro, who suddenly laughed out loud, suspiciously, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Pietro repeatedly denied that they had finished shopping the entire second floor when they were talking, and they were now stopping by the window where Karl flew in at the beginning, looking around.

From here, you can see Karl's villa, and many other things that you don't usually notice.

Carl looked around excitedly while sharing a chat with Pietro.The two expressed their thoughts on the things they saw, and even had a naive argument about the shape of the clouds.

Pietro suggested that Carl "borrow" some lipstick from Wanda's makeup box, and he blinked with a malicious smile on his lips.

"She has so many lipsticks, you can't find one missing. You just need to be careful and don't make any noise." Pietro urged Carl to sneak to Wanda's room, the hidden meaning in the words was obvious It means that he has done this countless times.

Carl gave him a blank look and said, "I'm not going, what are you doing with lipstick?"

"Of course it's for fun!" Pietro persuaded for a long time, but he failed to persuade Carl at all. He was discouraged, cheered up again, and decided to go by himself.

He originally thought that if Carl went, even if Wanda caught her, she would not say anything more because she liked Carl so much.

But in the end Carl still stood outside Wanda's room door, giving Pietro a lookout.He was very speechless about this, but he had to lean against the wall by the door with an expression of lovelessness.

Carl was wandering aimlessly, his thoughts wandering. He wondered why Pietro hadn't come out yet, when he suddenly heard a cry of pain and a crackling sound from the door.

Apparently Pietro was discovered by Wanda.

Carl didn't listen to what they said in it. In fact, the moment he heard Pietro's voice, he left the scene quickly, fearing that he would be caught by Wanda in the next second and repaired together.

Time slipped away like this in the constant rotation of the clock hands, until six o'clock in the evening, when the night began to engulf the earth, Carl and the others left Eric's house.

Carl, who was tired from playing this afternoon, quickly washed up and went to bed after having dinner.He was lying on the bed, curled up in the warm blanket, and the smile on his mouth refused to come down no matter what.

Thinking that tomorrow will be the weekend, and it is the day he and Peter made an appointment to visit his house, Carl couldn't help but sit up, glanced at the gift box on the table with X-sight, and made sure that the crystal ball inside was intact.

Carl lay back, and instead of turning off the X vision, he left it open and saw the stars shining in the sky directly through the roof.

Although their light is small and not as bright as the moon, it is still shining and beautiful.

Carl was fascinated, he suddenly remembered a story he read when he was a child, it was a legend about the stars.

Thinking about it now, Karl still couldn't help showing a smile.

The clouds slid over quietly, and they stole the moon by the way, and the sky darkened, and now there were only little stars left in the sky, and they blinked and twinkled happily.

They are like broken diamonds, inlaid on the black sky, as if they want to get into people's sleep and bring them a good dream.

The young man under the night gradually closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

This is a sweet dream.

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