Fast time travel: He made up for his mistakes in the plane

Looking at a house
This is really a huge project.

Gan Xiaojie becomes Gan Tangled.

Will it be noisy? Is the house old? Do I have enough money? Should I buy a new house or a second-hand house? Should I buy a second-hand house with clean water or a well-decorated house? Should the house be stacked down or up? The garden should be big or small, and the ends should be casual.
The most important thing is to consider the school.

Just, ugh.

However, since Xue Yun said that there was no shortage of money, he still had to change it.

Look online first.

I went to find an offline agency again.

It wasn't until half a year later that we decided on a set with a garden and a basement.

They couldn't afford it originally.

Who allowed Xue Yun to catch up with another wave of market prices in the past six months? He directly invested millions in it. During this period, he kept making bottoms, reducing costs, and dormant at the bottom. Not long ago, the vote owner Shenglang came directly to pull the market. Lift.

Otherwise, who can look at the house for half a year?

Just wait for this.

With enough money in their pockets, they have a wider range of choices.

The house is OK.

Next comes the busy and long renovation.

They moved in when Xiaozi was in elementary school.

The night after he moved in, Xue Yun had a dream.

He dreamed about his childhood.

That year, he was only seven years old, no, maybe eight years old.

My parents were quarreling again.

It was noisy.

But he knew that his mother would never agree to divorce, it was impossible.

He stood in the corner and watched them curse, throw things, and then fight.

Blood, lots of blood
Dad fell to the ground.

Her eyes were wide open, staring blankly at him.
There was darkness in front of him.

He didn't know anything.

Later, there were rumors in the town that his father did not want them and ran away with another woman.

He knew that, in fact, his father was dead.

But if they don't want them to leave their father, what's the difference between him and his father dying?

It would be better to be dead.

When he was in college, his mother died.

The secret was buried underground forever.

That night, that pool of blood, that river, the sound of splashing water
The night was very quiet.

Xue Yun was sweating profusely, but he couldn't wake up.

Beside him, Gan Xiaojie also closed her eyes and uttered indistinct murmurs.

black.

dark,

The crescent moon hangs in the sky, like a thin eyebrow.

She stood in the middle of a cemetery.

She remembered it well.

That was the bamboo forest she had to pass through when she was in junior high school.

The wind was blowing, the mist was filling the air, and the rustling sound seemed to be a whisper of nothing.

She didn't move.

The flashlight in my hand didn't light up either.

Something slipped past her ear.

The scary thing is that she is not afraid at all and feels extremely peaceful.

There was something looming in the hazy fog.

tall or short
Those are grave bags.

Connected into a piece.

There was a person standing on each grave. They were wearing black shrouds. Their faces were expressionless and haggard, and they slowly stretched out their hands towards her.

Her feet moved uncontrollably.

walk over.

She knew she was going to the grave.

Sleep here.

She is not afraid.

Some people are alive, but in fact she is already dead.

The grass blades on the ground were covered with the coldness of dewdrops, and there was a rotten smell in your nose.

Step by step.
She could clearly hear her own heartbeat.

Ahead, almost there.
No one cares about me anyway, so it won’t matter if I die.

"Mummy."

She blinked.

"Ma Ma Ma Ma"

she:
The fog dissipated, along with those terrifying tombs, and she was shocked to find herself standing in a garden. At the door of the yard, the little boy carrying a schoolbag frowned, "Mom, did you lock the door properly? Let's go quickly. We'll be late." Got it!"

She looked down.

He is holding a bunch of keys in his hand. "Oh, right away, right away, here we come."

She closed the door.

He took a few steps to catch up with the child.

The sun shines from behind and onto the ground, as if the road ahead is bright.

"Today is the first day of school. Get along well with your classmates and listen to the teacher."

"I know, I know!"

"Go to the toilet immediately after class."

"Uh-huh."

"You have to be full when you eat. Don't be picky about food. Mommy will prepare something for you when you get back from school."

"got it!"

"What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

"casual."

"The brown sugar steamed buns are ready. I heard that there is a store outside the community that sells them very well."

"Mom, I don't want to eat brown sugar steamed buns."

"What about corn buns?"

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Gan Xiaojie woke up from her dream and looked outside. It was still dark.

Exhale.

Fortunately it's not late.

No, school hasn’t started yet.

She touched her side again and felt her son's bare belly. She pulled off the quilt and covered him again. The boy turned over and continued to sleep.

Xue Yun struggled to open his eyes, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, Stinky Bao kicked off the quilt."

"Oh."

Close your eyes again.

A few years later, the couple moved to a new house. It would be wrong to say that there were no neighbors at all. They were just at least twenty meters away from them.

The two opened a vegetable patch in the yard, planted flowers and fruit trees, built a grape trellis, and built a thatched shed with wooden tables and chairs for drinking tea and reading.

In autumn, oranges are red.

The sleeves are dyed with a nice fragrance.

She sent her husband's niece, who was studying in college here, out of the community and came back slowly.

Stop close to home.

Looking at the man sitting on the bench by the roadside, the man looked... No, he couldn't tell how old he was.

He was young and indescribably handsome.

But if you say that you are only in your twenties, your calm temperament does not look like that. If you say that you are over 30, your skin condition cannot give you away.

She was just a little curious and took a few glances.

Unexpectedly, the man smiled at her and said, "Hello, my name is Song Shi."

Gan Xiaojie: "."

Dumbfounded.

"Oh hello"

By the way, this was not a normal first meeting. Anyone who greeted him for the first time had to say his name. She would not tell this person her name.

He nodded casually and left without looking back.

When I get home, I have all kinds of random thoughts.

Who is that man?
Haven't you seen him in the community before?
How long has he been staring at me, otherwise why would he say hello?
What does he want to do?

Does he want to use his face to get benefits from me, like a gaya chicken?

That won’t work, that won’t work!
When Xue Yun came back in the evening, she told him the matter.

The couple guessed for most of the night but couldn't guess anything. Finally, Xue Yun yawned and said, "Leave him alone, ignore him, don't get close, don't go out if you have nothing to do, go out when there are many people, I'll go before work tomorrow Ask about the property.”

"okay."

But it didn't work.

In the next few days, Gan Xiaojie kept encountering that person.

She went to the property management office.

Talk about it.

Just say that I suspect he is a bad person.

The property management adjusted the surveillance system and confirmed the identity. "It is a new owner who has moved into the community."

Gan Xiaojie was still worried, "Really?"

"Yes." The property manager confirmed.

But since he is the owner, why do he always meet her when passing by?

She remembered a word.

All chance encounters are carefully planned.

But as time passed, the man named Song Shi did not do anything to her.

She also asked her son, who was confused and said, "No."

How can there be any strange worms approaching!
He has been learning hip-hop and taekwondo. He is very strong and now his height has also increased. This is not an exaggeration. If he really encounters a monster, he can punch three of them with one punch!
As for the husband
Hey, what's wrong with a grown man?

No need to ask.

After thinking about it, I might as well change it.