Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 480 The Dream of Three People

Gao Lixufeng had a dream.

She dreamed of her grandmother lying on a rocking chair and knitting a scarf when she was a child. She sat on the ground, watching her grandmother's movements intently, and learning slowly from scratch.

In the dream, Gao Li Xufeng looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, then lowered his head to look at his body which had shrunk several sizes.

“When I was little.”

"Xufeng, don't be distracted when knitting a scarf. Be careful not to prick your hands."

The child version of Takashi Sufu looked up at his grandmother in the rocking chair, his lips moving.

Grandma stopped what she was doing and looked at Gao Li Xufeng with a kind smile.

"What's wrong? Why are you dazed?"

Gao Lixufeng, who played the trumpet, stood up and said, "Grandma, you know, I already have someone I like."

The grandmother was amused by the little girl in front of her and said, "How old are you and you already have someone you like? You are naughty all day long, jumping around, and boys don't want to play with you. Could it be Moyou?"

Gao Li Xufeng smiled knowingly, walked forward, sat cross-legged next to his grandmother, and rested his little head lightly on her legs.

She said nostalgically, "My future self was really quiet, not naughty at all, and a truly good kid. Moyu can testify to that."

Grandma smiled, continued knitting, and slowly asked, "How many years later?"

Takashi Sufu's eyes turned red for a moment, and he didn't answer. Because it was right after his grandmother passed away.

"If you find someone you like in the future, knit a scarf for him. Give it to him personally."

Gao Lixufeng held back her tears, said "hmm" softly, and continued to tell her grandmother about the future.

"Grandma, do you know that in the future, Mayu will grow up to be very beautiful, but her personality is still the same. Just like you said, Mayu is a little robot who won't cry, make a fuss or get unhappy."

"And mom, she no longer stays up late to watch TV. She listens to you and goes to bed on time every day. Dad's business has also improved. He has made a lot of money and has moved us into a big house."

"Oh, and the book you asked me to read, 'Red Beans in the South', I read it carefully several times in the future."

"Grandma, I'm joining a band in the future."

Takanari Sufu whispered to her grandmother about every detail of the future. She reminisced while telling stories. When she came to the part about "the person I like in the future, he and Mayu quarreled often in the beginning", the door was pushed open.

Gao Lixufeng turned to look at the open door, and when he saw the person coming, he was stunned on the spot.

"Moyu?" she murmured.

And it's the grown-up version of Moyu in the future, unlike her, who is a shrunken version of her childhood.

Takanari Sufu smiled, pointed at Mayu at the door, and said to her grandmother, "Look, that's what Mayu will look like when she grows up. Isn't she beautiful?"

  After she said this, Moyu was stunned for a moment and walked towards her. Gao Lixufeng was about to stand up and say hello, but her brain suddenly felt dizzy, as if she had fallen from a plane!

early morning.

Gao Lixufeng, lying on his side on the bed, stared blankly at the vast lawn outside the window and murmured, "It's a dream."

The Kashiwagi family.

Kashiwagi Mayu lay on the bed, talking to herself in the dark air, "Can you please not dream about the 'source of pollution' again tonight?"

During this period, she always dreamed about "pollution sources".

Especially the dream last night, which shocked her greatly and made her depressed the whole day.

"Even if I'm dreaming, can I dream of something beautiful?" Kashiwagi Mayu tossed and turned in worry.

She closed her eyes and kept hypnotizing herself, saying, "Dream about the wind, dream about the wind, but don't dream about the 'source of pollution'!"

Before I knew it, I felt sleepy.

Kashiwagi Mayu was stunned. After a while, she looked around blankly.

"I'm really dreaming again."

The world in my dreams seems to have several layers of nostalgic filters, like old photos, and the sunlight coming in through the windows is dim and old-fashioned.

".This is Xufeng's home. His former home."

Kashiwagi Mayu walked forward according to the scenes in her memory, identifying each room one by one.

She paused in front of a painting.

The oil painting depicts a quiet valley with blooming flowers, winding paths leading to a secluded home, and a secluded home vaguely visible.

Kashiwagi Mayu was deeply impressed by it. This oil painting was created by Xufeng's grandmother, and it has been hanging on the wall of the Takanari family spotlessly until now. She retracted her gaze and continued to walk forward, climbing the stairs leading to the second floor.

Arriving at the corridor on the second floor, she cast her eyes towards Xufeng's room at the innermost part. Just as she was about to step forward, she vaguely heard voices talking.

She was immediately attracted by the sound.

Behind the door where the voices came from was the small amusement park where she and Xufeng often played together.

Kashiwagi Mayu couldn't help but fantasize: "Will I be able to see my childhood self when I open the door?"

She walked over quickly, put her hand on the door handle, and slowly turned it.

Pushing open the door, she glanced around the room. As expected, although she did not see her childhood self, she saw Xufeng as a child.

Little Xufeng was leaning on his grandmother's legs, and there was a ball of wool on the ground.

Seeing the scene inside the house and the clothes worn by Xufeng and her grandmother, memories of the past immediately emerged. This scene had actually happened. It was on this day that she and Xufeng learned to knit scarves from their grandmother.

The smaller Xufeng looked at her, and Kashiwagi Mayu smiled. Then, she saw the smaller Xufeng turned around, pointed at her and said to her grandmother: "Look, that's what Mayu will look like when she grows up. Isn't she beautiful?"

Mayu Kashiwagi was stunned for a moment; the development of events was different from what she remembered.

According to memory, Xufeng should have picked up the ball of yarn and ran up to pull her to learn how to knit a scarf together.

She came to her senses and didn't pay attention to this little episode. She first bowed slightly to greet her grandmother, then walked forward, came to the trumpet-playing Xufeng, and squatted down.

Xiaohao Xufengxue looked at her with her bright eyes. Kashiwagi Mayu reached out her hand lovingly and pinched Xiaohao Xufeng's face.

With his face pinched, Xiaohao Xufeng mumbled incoherently: "Moyou, how come you've grown so tall? Did you eat Popeye's spinach?"

Kashiwagi Mayu said softly, "Didn't you just point your finger at me and say, 'I am Mayu when he grows up?'"

Xufeng, with her small face, looked at Kashiwagi's chest and said, "Moyou has a great figure when she grows up."

Kashiwagi Mayu was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. It had been a long time since she saw Xufeng with this kind of personality.

Kashiwagi Mayu remembered something and said with a smile, "Xufeng, in the future I met a little girl who looks almost exactly like you when you were a child. They are so similar that they seem to be carved from the same mold."

"Really?" Xufeng thought for a moment and said, "Mom said that she looked a lot like my grandmother when she was a child, and I look a lot like my mom and my grandmother when they were children. Maybe the girl Moyou met is my daughter."

Kashiwagi Mayu's smile froze, and in some coincidental sense, she was unable to refute it.

"Am I right, grandma?" Xufeng, who was playing the trumpet, turned and looked at his grandmother.

Kashiwagi Mayu also turned to look at her grandmother, but was shocked to find that she had suddenly disappeared from her dream. She hurried to look at Xufeng again, but saw that Xufeng, who was a trumpet, had fallen asleep on the ground in the blink of an eye.

Kashiwagi Mayu's vision became blurry and everything in her dream began to distort. When she came to her senses, the scene before her eyes was completely different.

She was standing on the corridor of the hotel, holding an ice cream that was two-thirds full. To her left, the hall was crowded with people, an awards ceremony was being held, and in front of her, a small girl was walking away with her back to her.

Kashiwagi Mayu instantly remembered that this was the place where she first met the "fake Xiao Xufeng". The other party also told her that his name was Yumi.

"Yuwei." She called out to the little girl in front of her.

The little girl in front stopped and looked at her sideways. She said in surprise, "It's you again."

The little girl then smiled and said, "Sister, don't say anything. I know why you want to see me. Do you want to take a picture of me?"

"And Hanaya is the second cutest girl you've ever met, right?"

"Oh, by the way, I should tell you that my name is Yuwei." The little girl named Yuwei or Huagu put her hands in her pockets, thought for a moment, and then said, "Forget it, I'll tell you a little secret. Only Master and Dad know this secret. Actually, my real name is Huagu."

Kashiwagi Mayu remained motionless, muttering to herself, "Another absurd dream."

The little girl named Yumi, Hanatani, or perhaps Kaiji, saw Kashiwagi Mayu in a daze like a wooden man. She walked over with a surprised look on her face, and muttered as she walked over, "Why don't you take a picture of me? Are you scared by me?"

He approached the blonde sister step by step. When he was close to a certain distance, Hanatani's steps suddenly stopped, as if his body had lost control of its stability. He staggered and fell to the ground.

"pain!"

Hua Gu suddenly opened his eyes and quickly sat up from the floor.

"Luckily it was just a dream." Hua Gu scratched his head and muttered, "If I fell like that, it would be painful."

She tapped the screen of her phone with her little hand and looked at the time bar.

"It's time to get up and make breakfast for Dad."

Hua Gu got up swiftly, opened the door of his jacket, and ran downstairs on his short legs.