I rolled over after parallel worlds merged

But Xia Xijin finally chose to endure it, after all, the series of scenes he saw just now were all memories he had never had before.

The tampered childhood experience, the ambiguous past, and the unidentified Hokuriku...

Xia Xijin let out an irritated "tsk". If he was not sure whether Bei Lu was the "culprit of all the chaos" that Yan Ke said before, he has basically believed [-]% of it now.

At least the other party will definitely not be an ordinary person, or even...

Xia Xijin didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't have a direction to diverge his thinking. The situation he was facing now was too divorced from reality, and the mixed information could not tell the truth from the false. He could only watch as a bystander. I have no memory of it, but an event that was unearthed inexplicably happened.

He even began to wonder if Yan Ke had shown it to him on purpose. The so-called experiment was an excuse to deceive him, but Xia Xijin really couldn't guess what the other party's purpose would be.

Yan Ke is such a serious person, at least he shouldn't have designed such a baffling plot...

"Xiao Xi, come out to eat!"

Ms. Xia's voice came from not far away, and Xia Xijin quickly raised her head, only to realize that the scene around her had changed at some point.

He is sitting on the sofa in his later home at the moment, and Ms. Xia has cooked a large table of sumptuous meals, apparently to celebrate something.

The next second, the door of the bedroom on the second floor opened, and my junior high school self shouted "It smells so good", ran down happily, went straight to the dining table, twisted a piece of sweet and sour ribs with his fingers, and stuffed them into his mouth .

"Hiss, you child! Are you asking for a beating?" Ms. Xia put on a stern look, and patted Xia Xijin's hand.

Xiaoxia, who was suffering from pain, was able to act both stealthily and coquettishly, and hugged the other party's arm, murmuring indistinctly that she was cheating.

Obviously, this is what middle-aged and elderly women eat the most. Ms. Xia reluctantly pulled out two tiger prawns from the big plate, and told Xia Xijin to eliminate the evidence as soon as possible: "Don't let your father know that you eat alone, or you will have to find faults again." me."

"Cough cough." Xia Xijin cleared her throat, paused for a moment in peeling the shell, and muttered embarrassedly, "Mom, don't tell me the details of your couple's little fun, I'm ten Five is not five years old, you know everything you need to know..."

Ms. Xia was stunned when she heard this, and it took a long time to realize it. With red ears, she slapped Xia Xijin on the back of the head: "You know a stick! Talking about an unscrupulous top three, it's better to keep you Raise a pig."

"I'm much better than a pig." Xia Xijin took out a stack of paper from her pocket with a playful smile, and the edges were crumpled. .”

Ms. Xia dubiously tore apart the piece of paper that was the same as Xia Xijin's passing math paper, and took a closer look. It was really an admission notice that was approved in advance, and her serious face, which was not very serious, immediately couldn't hold back: "Oh! Good things come in pairs at night, just in time to celebrate together!"

Xia Xijin blinked her eyes and looked puzzled: "Ah? Didn't it be prepared for me? I thought the teacher had notified you in advance."

"No, your dad sold the company and made a lot of money, which is enough to support you and retire, so he retired early. From now on, we can just do financial management. It's much easier than before."

Xia Xijin exclaimed happily, and then the door of the house opened, and it was his father who had been by his side in his memory since he was a child, came back...

Xiao Xia, who watched all this as a bystander, was lost in thought when she saw the happy and harmonious family of three in front of her.

This is indeed what "home" looks like in his impression, but what about the unpleasant childhood experience before?Is my perception of the past wrong?

There is no difference between his father's early retirement, and it is no problem for them to move to this house when they were in primary school. If this plot is lost, then it means that there must be something he has forgotten, right?

After dinner, the old couple had other arrangements. They just asked Xia Xijin to have some fun on their own, and then they went out very relieved. It didn't take long for the room to darken.

Little Xia Xijin was lying on the bed in the bedroom, without turning on the computer or drawing, just quietly closing her eyes and meditating, as if she was waiting for someone.

"congratulations."

The familiar voice came again, and the 25-year-old Xia Xijin sat on the lazy sofa and stared at the other party with complicated emotions, her eyes seemed to want to dissect the bastard surnamed Bei.

However, the 15-year-old Xiaoxia was very disappointing. When she saw the waiting person arrived, she immediately jumped up from the bed, her two small canine teeth were neatly exposed, and she smiled like she was losing money.

The authentic Xia Xijin, who had not completely calmed down, became dizzy for a while.

"Why did you come here? I'm about to fall asleep." Xiao Xia Xijin's voice dragged on for a long time. It was obviously a normal conversation, but he acted like a spoiled child.

At first glance, it looks like a child who has been loved and raised. He has never suffered, and is soft from the inside to the outside.

The Bei Lu who met this time was not as wild as the last time, and was almost exactly the same as the Professor Bei that Xia Xijin met.

He looked around the children again, and this time he seemed satisfied with the "silly, white and sweet" state of the other party. He raised his chin with a smile, threw a wooden box towards the bed, and said casually : "I went to buy you a present."

Inside the box is a set of high-end oil paints, the market price of which has basically reached five figures. Xiao Xia from a middle-class family has never seen this kind of market, so she rushed up to give Hokuriku a hug with joy.

It's so cool to be underage.

The grown-up Xia Xijin was jealous and had a headache at the same time.

"Hey, Hokuriku, have you cultivated well?" The little Xia Xijin, whose ten fingers did not touch the spring water, took the initiative to cut fruit for the other party, "I feel that I can see you once in the past one or two months, and I am still a little unaccustomed to it." .”

Beilu bit the peach, raised his eyebrows, and teased: "Then I won't come anymore?"

"Don't, don't!" Little Xia Xijin immediately changed her words, bent her beautiful eyes and began to act obediently, "I promised to help me fulfill a wish every time we meet, and I will cry to someone when Goldfinger runs away."

Hokuriku sneered, noncommittal.

Xiao Xia, a quasi-high school student, was more lively than the current Xia Xijin. He couldn't sit still for half a second, so he sat down next to Hokuriku and asked curiously: "Hey, Hokuriku, what are you? You haven't changed since you were a child, and it seems like no one else can see you."

"Didn't you say that you are not allowed to ask this question? Why are you so annoying?" Bei Lu said with disgust, but he rumpled Xiao Xia Xijin's hair with a smile, "I am a god, and I specifically ensure that you have a happy life."

"Aren't you awesome?" He said foolishly.

But the biggest difference between the 15-year-old Xiaoxia and the five-year-old Xiaoxia is that she will no longer be deceived and taken advantage of by others, and she is still so "easy-going" in other aspects——

Believe what you say, and you have a very good personality.

Little Xia Xijin gave a thumbs up: "That's awesome."

"But why did you come here to make sure I'm happy?" he asked, grasping his blind spot, "Do we have any special relationship?"

Bei Lu was taken aback by the question, the smile on the corners of his eyes and brows gradually faded, his expression seemed to have become a little sad, after a moment of silence, he sighed lightly, and with his fingertips circled, he felt a slight smack on the forehead of little Xia Xijin. He flicked it lightly, and replied helplessly, "No way."

"I owe you."

The author has something to say: Come on!The second one is here!

I can finally start writing about the two of them, huh!Much smoother (kimbo)

Today I suddenly found out that I am exempted from the middle limit. Next Wednesday (20th) the end of my column on the campus "No Touching Porcelain, No Acting like a Baby" is free for a limited time. Interested babies can go to the wool hahahaha!