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"Beep beep, beep beep..."

The disturbing sound reverberated throughout the space, enough to make everyone who heard it frown, wishing they could smash the source of the noise all at once.

A white, round, fat little hand stretched out from the big air-conditioning quilt, and slapped the alarm clock next to the pillow, and the sound finally stopped.

The little hand retracted into the quilt, and after a while, a little furry head emerged from the quilt, yawning and sitting up rubbing its eyes.

It was a little boy who looked no more than four or five years old, with red lips and white teeth, a small face that was white and tender with a feeling of translucency, and his cheeks had a faint blush that only appeared when he just woke up.After retracting the hand rubbing the eyes, you can see that those big shiny eyes are black and transparent, like black grapes with a layer of mist.

The little boy who had just woken up still had a misty feeling in his eyes. If there was a second person here, seeing such a cute child would definitely give him the urge to ravage his fluffy head a few times.

However, it seems that there is no second "person" in the space where the boy is.

The short fleshy legs stretched out from the low bed, hooked the little sandals beside the bed, and lifted the shoes up with small round hands. The movements were crisp and neat, not like a five-year-old child at all.

After he got up, he didn't wash his face and change his clothes, nor turned around to tidy up the bedding on the bed. Instead, he ran to a small water hole not far from the bed, next to a big bluestone, and squatted there looking at a silver-gray A group of unidentified creatures.

"Yu Li..." There was melancholy and worry in the boy's voice that was completely out of line with his age, and there was only worry and a hint of relief in those eyes that were originally transparent.

At this time, the little beast was nesting beside a small water nest, which looked no bigger than a woman's hands, and the bottom was covered with all kinds of transparent small pebbles.But the strange thing is that there is only a little more than a drop of transparent liquid in such a large space.

The liquid seemed to be water, but it was very weird that there was no other water below it, so there was only such a solitary drop that condensed there, and it would not seep into the pebbles.

What's even more strange is that a layer of extremely light water vapor floated from the place where the drop of water was, and condensed from the water, forming a thin line of smoke that extended to the neck of the little animal sleeping beside the water.

The boy stretched out his fleshy little hand to gently stroke the silver-gray fur of the little beast a few times, feeling the slight ups and downs and warm temperature under the palm, and the look in the boy's eyes changed slightly again and became softer. : "... soon, you will recover soon."

As he said that, he put his hands around the little beast's neck and adjusted the thin chain hidden around its neck, lest it strangle the sleeping little beast.

The boy stood up, and then walked to a water pipe protruding from the ground not far away to fetch water for washing.

This space looks very strange, the surroundings are dusty, as if there is nothing, not even the edges.But it seems that the place where the dusty mist condenses is the end of this space.

There is only a small puddle in this space. Next to the puddle is a large flat bluestone table with tea utensils and chopsticks. Two stone piers are placed aside to serve as chairs.A low couch-like bed was where the boy had just fallen asleep.A bare water pipe and the sink below lead to the sewer who knows where. Next to the water pipe is a small, very simple charcoal stove, and a small pot on the stove.

In addition, there is a fence-built toilet and a rather modern desk in the space, together with routers, computers, telephones and other modern equipment placed on it.

In addition to these, there is only an antique mahogany box next to the low couch, and a lonely door on the other side of the computer desk.

Oh no, there is something else here.

The ground where the bed, computer desk and other items are placed is a flat ground paved with irregular bluestone slabs. Other than that, there are only a few cobbled paths at most, and the rest of the place is all bare. black earth.And in those fields, there are some scattered and green plants growing at this time.

The boy tidied up the bedding on the bed, unscientifically pushed off the heavy cover on the mahogany cabinet that was more than half his height, and stuffed the bedding into it.

Then he took out a suit of clothes and changed, and took out a piece of bread, a boiled egg, and a box of milk from nowhere with a wave of his hand, and walked back to where the little beast was while eating, squatting on the ground and watching him quietly, After eating and drinking the food in his hand, the boy saw that he didn't respond as usual, so he sighed and got up and patted his legs.

"I'm leaving. I have a good job today. I will work hard for our future! You are the same, you need to recover quickly." A smile appeared on the boy's face, and he raised his right hand to touch his left finger The pointed position moved somehow, and unexpectedly "pulled out" a small human-shaped piece of wood with black and strange patterns painted on it from the position where both hands touched.

He stretched out his other small hand over the small puddle, and the condensed mist on the puddle shook slightly, and unexpectedly a wisp of mist came out from it, which was caught in the boy's hand, and he slapped the wooden figure on the right hand casually, Holding the wooden man with his index finger and middle finger, he drew an inexplicable trajectory in the air, muttering something, and then he yelled softly: "Puppet, now!"

He threw the piece of wood about one meter away from him, and with a "bang", the piece of wood turned into a 1.7-meter-[-]-[-]-[-] in an instant. The middle-aged man!

The boy opened his arms, and when the tall and dull "man" opened his arms to hug him, he muttered a few words in a low voice like a toothache: "It's been hard to accumulate such a little spiritual energy, even I don't even have it." Willing to use..."

Puppet carried the boy step by step to the only door in the room that seemed to stand there alone out of thin air, pulled him away, and walked out with him in his arms.

Outside the door of the room is a relatively narrow old alley. On both sides of the alley are low bungalows with only one floor. The houses on both sides of the alley are crooked and dilapidated, as if they will collapse at any time.

There is no building on the left side of the door through which the boy and the man came out. Instead, there are only scattered gravel and barren weeds that occupy the place of the big hole in the wall.On the walls of the buildings on both sides and behind the open space, there are deep and shallow traces of dirt.

However, what makes people feel strange is that the house where the door the boy left looks like a small room from the outside, and the door next door is only two steps away from the door of his house. At most, it is less than ten square meters.But the actual area of ​​the room where the boy was just now was at least sixty to seventy square meters!In addition to some scattered furniture, some crops can even be grown on the land!

It was as if the door just now separated two completely different spaces.

The tall puppet walked out of this narrow alley-like street with the boy in his arms. From time to time, people who got up early and went to work passed by on bicycles, and some grandparents who returned from shopping in the morning market walked along it.

But the strange thing is that all the people nearby turned a blind eye to the big and the small. They would greet the neighbors they knew, say hello, or nod and smile, but no one would look at them at all.It's just that when he was about to hit the two of them, he would subconsciously get out of the way.

Nestled in Puppet One's arms, the little boy covered his mouth with his hands and yawned big. When he opened his eyes that were full of tears from yawning again, they had already walked out of the alley and came to a wide street.

The cars and buses on the streets are slow like turtles, and the high-rise buildings on both sides of the road are full of modern atmosphere.The men and women walking on the street are in a hurry, and they all look like elites.

Turning from that alley to this road was like pushing the lonely door from the strange space where the boy lived, and it seemed to step into another completely different world.

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"Xuanxuan is here?" A green screen was set up in a large room on the first floor of a certain building, and a group of people were busy placing things and adjusting equipment.

The director in charge of filming today's advertisement heard the reminder from the scene and quickly looked towards the entrance. Sure enough, he saw a very cute boy with red lips, white teeth, and big round eyes. The unobtrusive man walked in holding his little hand, so the director's eyes suddenly bent.

"Manager Zhang, this kid Chengxuan is the little actor in our advertisement."

Standing next to the director, the fat man in his 40s also looked at the little boy who had just approached, his eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "Not bad, not bad, really cute."

Cheng Xuan walked to the two of them, and along the way, he reaped countless light waves from the busy staff along the way who were full of "wanting to pinch, want to pinch their faces, and want to hug home".He stood still, tilted his head and showed a cute smile that could instantly kill all adults who like children: "Hello, Uncle Director, Hello, Uncle Manager."

When choosing the advertising role this time, Manager Zhang only participated in the process of playing the role of parent - which was basically directly appointed by the company's senior management.

For the selection of the role of the child, the company did a fair selection, so although he had seen the photo of the child, he did not personally participate in that activity.Looking at it now, it seems that this child is cuter than it looks in the photo, and it is also smarter!

"Little friend, what's your name? How old are you?" Manager Zhang, who was not so patient with his own son, bent down subconsciously, and asked Xiao Douding in front of him with a smile in a posture that was a bit strenuous for his figure.

At this moment, Cheng Xuan had a serious expression on his face, "My name is Cheng Xuan, I am five years old this year, and I will be able to go to elementary school next year!"

"Oh, you're so good!" Manager Zhang, who never thought he liked children so much, felt his heart tremble when he heard his words. Today was the first time in his life that he felt that children could really be with little angels. Draw an equal sign between them.

At the same time, a tiny golden spot of light flew up from his head, like a firefly with very faint light at night, flying towards Cheng Xuan's body.But no one at the scene seemed to see that - except Chengxuan Xiaodouding.

But I haven't waited for Manager Zhang to ask a few more questions—for example, what is your father's name?What's your mother's name?Where do you go to kindergarten?When there are traditional clichés such as teasing children, there are voices at the entrance, and a group of people walked in mightily.

Manager Zhang and the director's eyes lit up at the same time: "Wan Xinxin is here!"

Cheng Xuan took a few steps with his short legs, and got out of the way of the traffic in the room. Puppet followed closely beside him, still holding his little hand.Strange to say, after the big and the small retreated, no one in the room paid attention to them anymore.

But as long as they think of Chengxuan and need to find him, they can instantly find his location.

At this time, Cheng Xuan was looking curiously at the young woman who had just entered the door and was admired by all the stars, and muttered in a low voice: "Is this Wan Xinxin herself? It is said that it is Xiaomi, the owner of the milk factory?"

The puppet at the side looked blank, just holding his little hand blankly, without any reaction to what he said.