Little Mr. is one hundred years old

"Tell me, is this injustice? I can't get what I want... I keep pushing away but I can't get entangled..."

"Don't compare me to you..."

"Hehe, how noble do you think you are? How clean? You committed the crime of fornication, broke your cultivation, exiled your own apprentice after waking up, and fell into hell... Do you think you can wash away your sins like this? Who knows that every time you reincarnate, you have to pay the price for your original mistakes... The more you want to get rid of it, the deeper you sink... What a retribution..." "Shut up..."

"Have you turned from embarrassment to anger... You still haven't changed... If I am destined to be wiped out, then I will also make you forever..."

"..."

"..."

Qing Huan slowly opened his eyes—the two voices just now disappeared, and he heard the soft cry of a child——

"Dad! Daddy!"

Qing Huan looked at the child's apple face, and then slowly spit out two words: "Jiujiu..."

Jiu Jiu hugged Qing Huan, happy she said: "Father, you still remember me, I'm afraid you won't recognize me again after you wake up."

Qing Huan sat up, stroked the soft hair on his head, and said softly: "Fool..."

Jiu Jiu stared at Qing Huan, as if he wanted to see something different from him—"Dad, you...

Are you ok? "

Qing Huan twitched the corner of her mouth: "What do you think?"

Jiujiu opened his eyes wide: "Dad, are you laughing?!"

Qing Huan touched her face: "I laughed..."

"Dad, I don't think I've seen you smile before..." Jiujiu felt amazing.

"Really?" Qing Huan got off the east, walked to the balcony, opened the window, looked at the sunshine outside, and took a deep breath - that refreshing feeling... He seemed to really feel life. breath.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Dad, I'll open the door." Jiujiu ran to open the door.

Qing Huan turned around and saw two "persons" standing at the door - Long Zhao and Gu Yuehua.

Long Zhao walked in first, followed by Gu Yuehua, he looked around and made sure that there were only Qing Huan and Jiu Jiu in this room.

"You... have joined together?"

"Ah."

"I thought it wouldn't go so smoothly." Long Zhao stepped forward with a smile and hugged Qing Huan: "How do you feel now?"

"Very good." Qing Huan gently pushed him away, then looked at Gu Yuehua, and said, "We are becoming one, not you and me dying."

Gu Yuehua looked at Qing Huan. Judging from his appearance, he was the Qing Huan who had been at Long Zhao's place all along. Even his tone of voice seemed a little cold. The shadow of Qing Huan who came back from China...

Their eyes met and their eyes overlapped. Although they were only a few meters away, their eyes seemed to span a hundred or a thousand years.

Long Zhao didn't like their eye contact very much, that feeling, as if he was excluded.

He stood between them, blocking the meeting of eyes——

Qing Huan looked up at him, a little puzzled.

"Baby, I don't like you looking at other men." Long Zhao lifted his chin and pressed a kiss on his lips.

That kiss, in Gu Yuehua's eyes, was extremely dazzling.

Jiujiu covered his eyes, expressing purely that he couldn't see anything.

Qing Huan patted his hand away in a very puzzled manner, then turned to Jiujiu and said, "Go, Jiujiu, go down to eat with Dad."

Jiujiu took a peek at his other father, then quickly slid over to hold Qinghuan's hand, and followed Qinghuan out of the room.

After the father and son left, Gu Yuehua suddenly laughed, "It seems that Qing Huan's affection for you is far less than that little devil's."

Long Zhao glanced at him and said, "Anyway, we still have a son. The road ahead is still long, isn't it?"

"That's right," Gu Yuehua looked at him provocatively: "There is still a long way to go." It's just a son, and not only dragons have dragon sons.

Long Zhao narrowed his eyes.

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L lay on the table, looking at Qing Huan who was lying on the rattan chair, holding a root of grass in his mouth and looking up at the sky.

"What are you thinking?" L asked.

"I'm thinking..." Qing Huan looked at him: "Do you know that the moment we fit together, some images flashed in my mind..."

"What picture?" L raised his head, looking very interested.

"On the edge of the cliff, I was with him, and then... I pushed him down..." Qing Huan's beautiful eyes were a little hollow, as if she was still immersed in the scene.

"Him? Who is he?" L asked again.

"It's... Ji Zhiqiu." Qing Huan spat out the grass on the street, and looked at L: "I pushed Ji Zhiqiu off the cliff... At that moment, I felt that he didn't look like me anymore... It was so scary... "

"Why did you push Ji Zhiqiu off the cliff?"

"I don't know..." Qing Huan looked at L with sincere eyes: "I think that's our previous memory..."

"Memories from the past?"

"When I pushed him down, I seemed to wake up all of a sudden, and then I immediately grabbed his hand..." Thinking of that scene, Qing Huan's whole face wrinkled: "We have been deadlocked like that for a long time ...but...he still fell..."

"But it's impossible," L said, "Ji Zhiqiu is still alive and well, if he was pushed off the cliff, how could it be..."

Qing Huan pursed her lips: "Then, another person appeared..."

"Who?"

"It's Chongqie." Qing Huan said: "When Chongqie appeared... I woke up...and saw you."

"Chongqie?" L thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Ah...do you still remember? At that time, what Chongqie and Zhong Li said, we were confused at that time, but now we don't Are you right? It's you... No, it should be said that Ji Zhiqiu fell off the cliff and should have died, but because of Bai Qinghuan's request, Chongqiu switched Ji Zhiqiu's soul, and then he came back to life and became a living dead .”

Qing Huan nodded: "That's right, why did I forget... Chong Qie and Li Er said about this... So Ji Zhiqiu is not dead..."

Qing Huan raised her head, but saw L looking at herself with weird eyes——

"Hey……"

"what happened?"

"Why... are you sure that that person is Ji Zhiqiu? I remember, you, it should be said that we have never met Ji Zhiqiu. When we passed that day, Li Zhiqiu had already left... How do you know the one that appeared in your memory? The man is him..."

Qing Huan was silent for a while, and then said: "Do you really know what it means to fit together?"

"Isn't a fit just..."

At this moment, the sound of the doorbell came from a distance—this place is too wide, so the sound of the doorbell almost echoed throughout the yard.

L frowned: "Who will it be at this time?"

Qing Huan got up from the wicker chair with a start: "I probably know who it is..."

"Who... hey? Where are you going? Wait for me!"

L followed Qing Huan, and the two souls floated to the gate—faster than the servants in the house.

L followed suit, and walked through the iron gate with Qing Huan, and then saw the person standing outside the gate.

He is tall and strong, and although he is only wearing a simple jacket and jeans, he still has a sense of grandeur.

he is……

L was still thinking, when he heard Qing Huan blurt out: "Ji Zhiqiu!" The excitement in his tone couldn't be concealed.

Only then did L know—it turns out...he is Ji Zhiqiu.

But seeing Qing Huan's expression, he is very familiar with Ji Zhiqiu, moreover, it is that kind of natural closeness - if Ji Zhiqiu is replaced by Zhong Li, there is no sense of disobedience.Being used to Qing Huan and Zhong Li's attitude towards each other, L certainly sees it clearly...but...

Is the one in front of me the Qing Huan that I am more familiar with?

L remembered what Qing Huan asked herself just now: Do you really know what it means to be fit?

The meaning of fusion... Doesn't it mean that souls merge into one... Just like Qing Huan said before, swallowing another soul... No, no, the combination of souls does not swallow at all, the two souls are combined, Then their memories, everything about them, merged into one...