Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Qing Huan received the call at nine o'clock in the evening, and it was from Mother Chen——

"Mr. Xiao, is Xiaoran with you?"

"Chen Ziran?" Qing Huan replied: "We took the car together for a while after school in the afternoon, and then I got out of the car first. Auntie, what's wrong?"

"Xiaoran hasn't come home yet..." Chen's mother was very anxious: "We thought he was with you, but usually at this time he would call back even if he didn't come home..."

"Can't get through to his mobile phone?" Qing Huan asked.

"His mobile phone is turned off..." Mother Chen said, "Mr. Xiao, has something happened to Xiaoran again..."

"Auntie, don't worry, I'll help you find it."

Qing Huan also felt strange——Chen Ziran was not such an unreliable person, even though he might not have much affection for his parents, but he still knew the rules and always explained clearly to his family...

Is it true what happened to him as Mother Chen said?

Qing Huan immediately changed into her clothes, went downstairs and saw Xiao Lian was still playing games, and patted the back of his head: "Do you know what 'playing things and losing one's mind' is? Why don't you go back to your room?"

"When I finish this round..." Xiao Lian stared at the TV screen without blinking.

Qing Huan felt that this little guy was getting worse and worse, and now he was just like those kids outside who were addicted to video games...

Just as Qing Huan was about to teach her a lesson, she heard her phone ring, and it was Mother Chen's call.

"Mr. Xiao, I'm really bothering you. Xiaoran is back now, and she's fine now. I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao, I was surprised by myself..."

"It's okay." Qing Huan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Chen Ziran was back, "It's good that he's back. Auntie, how is Chen Ziran now?"

"It doesn't look very energetic. Now I've gone back to my room to rest. Maybe I'm really tired."

"okay, I get it."

Qing Huan hung up the phone, but didn't take the matter seriously. She turned around and took Xiao Lian and threw him back to the room. She also confiscated all the electronic equipment before going back to bed by herself.

The next morning, Qing Huan went to school - Chen Ziran, who usually arrived earlier than him, hadn't arrived yet.Qing Huan didn't care at first, but Chen Ziran didn't come for the whole morning.

During the lunch break, Qing Huan called Chen Ziran, but it was Chen's mother who answered the phone.Chen's mother told Qing Huan that Chen Ziran suddenly had a fever in the middle of the night last night, and she was going to be sent to the hospital, but Chen Ziran refused to go, so Chen's father invited a familiar private doctor to come to see a doctor at home - after a night like this, although the situation was much better But now Chen Ziran still has a low-grade fever.

And this day Chen Ziran didn't come to school, Ji Zhiqiu was also weird, it was rare that he didn't sleep or play with his mobile phone during class, but was in a daze, he was in this state all day long, he didn't know what he was thinking, he was absent-minded .

When it was time to leave school, Qing Huan asked Ji Zhiqiu: "I'm going to see Chen Ziran at his house, do you want to go together?"

"I... won't go." Ji Zhiqiu said: "That guy usually looks very strong, but it turned out to be Sister Lin's body, and he got sick twice a day."

He was not surprised by Ji Zhiqiu's complaints about Qing Huan, he packed his things and walked to the door of the classroom——

"Hey, Qing Huan."

Qing Huan turned her head and looked at Ji Zhiqiu: "What do you want to tell me?"

Ji Zhiqiu looked at Qing Huan with complicated eyes, and shook his head after a while: "It's okay, let's talk."

"Okay. See you tomorrow."

Qing Huan arrived at Chen Ziran's house by car - this was not the first time he had been to Chen's house. The Chen's house was located in the new rich area of ​​the city, and it was a two-and-a-half-story bungalow with a front and back garden.

Mother Chen was very happy when she saw Qing Huan - in the eyes of the Chen family and his wife, Qing Huan was a lucky star. He had saved Chen Ziran more than once.Qing Huan politely declined all kinds of exquisite snacks brought out by Mother Chen, and went upstairs to see Chen Ziran.

The door of the room was not locked, and the door opened when the doorknob was turned.Chen Ziran's room is clean and simple, and there are no messy things posted on the walls, such as posters of female stars or football stars that boys of this age prefer.Chen Ziran lay on the big blue bed and fell asleep peacefully.

Qing Huan walked to the bed and stared at Chen Ziran—a handsome boy. Of course, the original Tang Qiwei was more heroic, and his momentum and demeanor were many times stronger.

Qing Huan saw that his quilt had slipped a little, so she bent down to cover him with the quilt, and then pulled the quilt up a little. Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed his wrist with great force. Not at all like a sick patient.

Qing Huan blinked, and met a pair of piercing eyes that had just opened.Qing Huan was stunned for a while before opening her mouth——

"Chen Ziran, you're awake."

Chen Ziran looked at Qing Huan for a long time, many complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, and finally turned into a hoarse voice: "Qing Huan..."

Qing Huan felt something was different—the look in Chen Ziran's eyes, his impression...why...so familiar?

"Chen Ziran, are you better?" Qing Huan wanted to withdraw her hand quietly, but Chen Ziran did not let go.

Chen Ziran sat up, but his eyes were still glued to Qing Huan, as if he couldn't get enough of it—"You... come to see me?"

"Otherwise, what am I here for?" Qing Huan felt that something was wrong with him—"Then, since you woke up and I saw it, then I'll go back."

"Where are you going?" Chen Ziran stared at him.

"Go home." Qing Huan replied naturally.

"Here," Chen Ziran said clearly, "Isn't it good to be here?"

"No matter how good this place is, it's not my home. This is your home." Qing Huan observed his expression: "This is your home. Well, you can let go of my hand, it hurts a bit."

Hearing this, Chen Ziran let go of Qing Huan's hand, but still couldn't take his eyes off him.

Qing Huan coughed a few times: "I really want to go back, you take good care of your illness, and you can come to school after you recover. Um...bye."

Chen Ziran didn't reply, still staring at Qing Huan expressionlessly.

Qing Huan turned around and walked towards the door——

"Last night, I went to the Governor's Mansion."

The calm and waveless voice made Qing Huan stop, turned around, and looked at Chen Ziran in surprise——

"What did you say?"

"I went to the Governor's Mansion." Chen Ziran said slowly, with no ups and downs in his tone: "It was burned a lot, and it is still being rebuilt. I walked around inside, and things changed, and it was no longer my home. "

Qing Huan opened her eyes wide: "You remembered? How could..."

Chen Ziran rubbed his temples: "Yeah, how could I remember... Yesterday, I followed you and found that you went in there, and then I went in too..."

Qing Huan quickly understood: "Did you go to Wangchuan?"

"It's called Wangchuan..." The corners of Chen Ziran's mouth rose inaudibly: "If I didn't enter there out of curiosity, I wouldn't remember it..."