Hug Gao Fu Shuai Tightly Through Time Traveling

This day is the fourteenth of July, which should be half a month in modern times. People in this era are very afraid of the ghost festival. Usually, there will be people hawking on the street when it gets dark, but today, as soon as the sun goes down, no one is there.

Xia Zixuan went to check Bai Qing's pulse this morning to make sure he was fine, and he planned to leave today, but Ji Zihua stopped him, saying that it was not suitable to go out today.

Xia Zixuan didn't understand what was going on, and he didn't realize it until Ji Zihua said about Ghost Festival.

Xia Zixuan didn't believe this at first, but he remembered that the day he traveled here happened to be the day after the Ghost Festival, July [-]th.

With such a wonderful thing happening through time travel, Xia Zixuan still listened to Ji Zihua's words and decided to leave tomorrow.

At night, he went to the door to have a look, and found that the street was really quiet. Occasionally, a cool breeze blew, and he felt cool behind him.

Now there is only him, Luo Xi, Luo Fu, and Chen Po living in this courtyard. It is not as lively as before, but this huge courtyard is a bit deserted. Ping Si is okay, you can hear the sound outside at this point, it is really quiet now terrible.

After standing for a while, Xia Zixuan turned around and entered the room, called Luo Fu and Luo Xi over and explained carefully before letting them go back to sleep.

He went by himself but didn't feel sleepy. He was very happy to think that he could go back tomorrow, but when he thought of the bumpy journey when the manager came again, he was full of anxiety.

When he went back, he planned to find a coachman. It would be impossible for him to drive the car back by himself. What else could he sleep in the car if he found a coachman? boring.

Then he thought about how he and Beiming Chenfeng have been together for the past year. Actually, they have known each other not long ago, but the pattern is like an old couple for many years. Beiming Chenfeng is such a proud person, he never thought that he Willing to have fun under him.

It is a lie to say that he is not moved, but he is unwilling to replace it with him. It is not that his love is less than that of Beiming Chenfeng, but that he has no sense of security. He is like a duckweed in the water in this world, wandering without roots Well, if one day Beiming Chenfeng married another woman and no longer belonged to him, he wouldn't even be able to find his actual reason for existence.

So he is unwilling.

But if it was changed to modern times, he wouldn't care, and he would give Beiming Chenfeng enough sense of security.

In fact, now he also understands that Beiming Chenfeng has no sense of security and feels that he can't keep him, and he can't tell Beiming Chenfeng, because even he himself doesn't know how long he can stay in this place, but he I also thought about taking Beiming Chenfeng with me when I went back.

But it's just thinking about it, who knows what will happen in the future.

Thinking wildly, Xia Zixuan fell asleep instead. He had a dream. In the dream, an old man with a white beard asked him if he wanted to go back.

When he thought of his modern parents, he was naturally willing, but when he thought of Beiming Chenfeng, he hesitated.

But when he hesitated, the old man with the white beard suddenly disappeared, and Xia Zixuan woke up from his dream instantly.

Only then did I realize that it was already dawn outside, and many people had already started setting up stalls on the street. Xia Zixuan didn't go to sleep, and got up directly.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Chen also started to prepare breakfast, and she didn’t know when she would come here again. Xia Zixuan decided to cook the last meal by himself. He said to Mrs. Chen, “Grandma Chen, let me do it. I’m leaving today Well, you will still live here in the future, and cook for Luo Fu and Luo Xi."

"Okay, okay, okay, old lady, thank you son."

"Mrs. Chen, you are being polite. These days, you help us cook and clean the house. Thank you very much. You have no children, and we will take care of you until the end of your life."

Hearing Xia Zixuan's words, Chen Po's eyes turned red instantly, "Thank you, thank you, my lord..."

Xia Zixuan didn't know how to respond, so he stopped talking altogether.