Little Mr. is one hundred years old

The most debilitating thing is always honey and hotbed.

Qing Huan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, a funny variety show was playing on the TV in front of her, Chen Ziran and Chong Qie were sitting beside her, Ji Zhiqiu was lying on the sofa playing games like a grandpa, Gu Yuehua and M were playing chess, Lou Zhao could faintly hear the voice of Lou Zhao on the phone on the balcony, Zhong Li was upstairs, and besides Zhong Li's voice upstairs, there were also the sounds of children running and laughing, more than one...

The living room is very warm, whether it is the temperature or the atmosphere, everyone is happy and happy, it seems that it will last forever.

Everything is obviously good, but Qing Huan is a little dazed - no, what's wrong...it doesn't seem like it should be like this...

But another voice sounded in my mind: This is good now, everyone is very happy, there is nothing wrong...

"Qing Huan." A slender hand handed over a piece of honeydew melon, Qing Huan looked up, it was a heavy eggplant.

Chong Ke looked at Qing Huan with a wide smile, holding a fruit knife in his other hand, it seemed that he was cutting honeydew melon just now...

"Thank you."

"What's the matter today, you're still so polite with me." Zhongjia said.

"Just say that Qing Huan is weird today?" Ji Zhiqiu said lazily without taking his eyes off the game console, "Where is it like this usually..."

Am I weird?Qing Huan thought: Could it be that they are all normal and only she is strange?Is it because I think too much...

Qing Huan looked at Ji Zhiqiu, he was lying on the sofa in the most relaxed posture, his slightly long hair was randomly grabbed and tied behind his head, the expression on his face fluctuated with the progress of the game, like a Big boy……

This is the first time Qing Huan has seen Ji Zhiqiu like this, the former Ji Zhiqiu...the former Ji Zhiqiu...by the way, what was the former Ji Zhiqiu like...

A face appeared in Qing Huan's mind, which was exactly the same as Ji Zhiqiu's, but the eyes were extremely cold and indifferent... He seemed to have seen Ji Zhiqiu like this not long ago, not long ago... Where was it? when...

Qing Huan slowly looked at the others - shouldn't Chong Ke be in the underground palace?Why are you here in home clothes?Lou Zhao...why do they live together? M has a weird temper, Gu Yuehua thinks highly of himself, their relationship is normal enough to play chess together?There are also Chen Ziran and Zhong Li, they are very self-existing, why can they live in the same room together harmoniously?Wait, where did the kids upstairs come from?Why is it here... They said it was a child in this house, his child... But when did he have a child? ...

No, no... There are obviously too many things that are wrong... But, there are so many questions, but Qing Huan can't ask them. It seems that as soon as he speaks, the peace and warmth in front of him will disappear like bubbles...

At this time, there was a sound of opening the door, and someone came in——The slender white figure appeared at the entrance, and he changed the indoor slippers naturally——

"I am back."

After he came in, he put the suitcase in his hand aside, then took off his white windbreaker, and took off the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, revealing a pair of peach blossom eyes, and then smiled at Qing Huan: "Huan, don't come and give me one." Welcome home hugs?"

It's Long Zhao... Long Zhao is back, by the way, he said on the phone before that he will be back in the evening—huh?I'm back... Where did Long Zhao go before?Did he say where he was going? ...Long Zhao is the Dragon God, has he returned to the Heavenly Palace yet?still……

Seeing that Qing Huan didn't move, Long Zhao strode over, pulled him up from the sofa, hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear with a gentle and magnetic voice: "Huan, I miss you so much. "

It's not the first time I've felt Long Zhao's gentle treatment, but now the gentleness is very down-to-earth and natural, not mixed with other things... And because it's too natural, Qing Huan began to think: They are all like this now Are you in relationship mode?Have they settled their feud?them……

No... He and Long Zhao have been entangled for thousands of years, there are too many conflicts and problems between them, how could they be together like this... He clearly remembered to warn himself not to get involved with Long Zhao again It's... obviously wanting to break up with him...

Qing Huan felt a dull pain in her head, and couldn't even hear what Long Zhao said to him...

"Qing Huan, what's wrong with you?"

"Huan, are you okay?"

"Qing Huan, why is this happening?"

"Qing Huan..."

"joyous……"

"Wake up quickly..."

"Qing Huan, can you hear me?"

"Tat-tat-tat..." The sound of footsteps on the stairs...

"What's up with him?"

"Dad, Daddy!"

"father!"

"Wake up quickly..."

"Qing Huan!!!"

"Wake up quickly..."

"joyous!"

"Wake up quickly..."

"..."

Among all the voices flooding into my head, there is one that is different. That voice seems to come from another time and space, which is different from the other voices. That voice is saying: "Wake up quickly..."

Why wake up? ……Why……

"Don't be confused by illusions, they are all illusions, wake up quickly..."

Illusion… Illusion… Illusion… Illusion…

Qing Huan slowly opened her eyes, what she saw was no longer the delicate and warm living room, no longer those familiar faces, but a very scary face with scars—he was...

"Seventh?"

Seeing that Qing Huan woke up, Ah Qi nodded, with a vague smile on her face.

Qing Huan sat up and saw himself lying on the empty ground with nothing around him. This is... By the way, this is inside the tower. He entered this tower and went up layer by layer. Now he is in ...the ninth floor...

Thinking of all the pictures I had just now—it turned out that those were just illusions, that illusion that was so real and so beautiful that it almost locked him in the illusion, and he could never come out again... It turned out that neither beauty nor treasure had been tricked, But this illusion made him almost unable to extricate himself...

It's just an illusion...

The people he is familiar with, that complete family...

When he woke up at this moment, he didn't feel so lucky and relaxed, but rather... lost.

Ah Qi supported Qing Huan to stand up, then pointed to the stairs leading to the upper floor, which meant that they went up together.

Qing Huan nodded - if Ah Qi hadn't appeared, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to wake up.Objectively speaking, Ah Qi did help him.

Qing Huan walked ahead, when he stepped on the wooden plank of the stairs, he thought of something, turned his head and stared at Ah Qi: "Ah Qi, did you talk to me just now?"

Ah Qi stood there, with a puzzled expression on his face, and then shook his head.

Qing Huan stared at him, his sanity was extremely clear at the moment—"No, I heard someone talking to me just now, waking me up... There is no one else here, only you, and only I can wake you up. You You can talk, you are not dumb."

Ah Qi tilted his head. If it was done by ordinary people, he might look innocent, but he looked a little weird when he did it.

Qing Huan looked outside the tower, and then looked at Ah Qi vigilantly: "I was almost fooled. How did you get down? You can still enter this tower, coming up layer by layer... The water depth here alone is not enough. It's not accessible to ordinary people, even if you have diving equipment...and, you don't have any water on your body...say, who are you?"

Ah Qi looked at Qing Huan for a while, then suddenly laughed loudly: "Hee hee, I was discovered."

This voice... Qing Huan's eyes widened.

Ah Qi stroked her hair back—that short black hair that was as short as a needle turned into silver, and it was stretched to waist length.His other hand started from his forehead, as if he was pulling a zipper, tore the skin in half, and then completely tore it open—silver-gray eyes, deep and beautiful facial features—

"M!" Qing Huan almost lost her voice.