Han Yichu looked at the scene and layout of the house in front of him, and his face became dazed.

Because he has all the memories of the past, how strong is the impact when he enters such a place.

It was as if he had returned to the Republic of China, as if he and Qingwu had both returned to that era.

Han Yichu doesn't know what is reality and what is dream.

In the dark, they came here, does it mean that everything in the past is real, not a dream, nor a dream? Not even Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies?

It's real.

Han Yichu was in a trance, and his heart was shaking violently.

Huang Qingwu moves forward, and Han Yichu follows her.

At this time, he looked at Huangqing dance deeply and paid attention to her mood.

As he watched, he seemed to be back in the past.

Han Yichu hugged Huangqing dance and said affectionately: "Qing dance, I miss you very much, miss you very much..."

He also wanted to say that he had a dream that he had hurt her, and he was worried.

Huang Qingwu looks stunned. She wanted to push Han Yichu away, but her mind seemed to be echoing with familiar words.

It seems that a long time ago, the same voice said that she missed her.

Han Yichu hugged him tightly. He wished that he could not rub the Huangqing dance into his body. If he did not separate, he would never worry about gain or loss.

When both of them were in a trance, a voice came from the house, "do you want to stay?"

Han Yichu and Huangqing dance suddenly come to their senses, "we are going to stay."

Huang Qingwu was supposed to live apart from Han Yichu, but Han Yichu was not sure to leave her alone in the room. Everything here is so strange.

Since he came in, Rao Shi's mind is clear, but he can't tell the dream from the reality. He doesn't know what kind of scene he is in.

"Listen, we want a double room, each sleeping separately. Don't worry. As long as you don't want to, I won't do anything to you."

He could not bear her unhappiness, for fear that she would be frightened. He would not have done anything she didn't want to do to Huangqing dance.

"I'm sorry, you two. The house is already occupied and there is only one bedroom."

"One room, one room!"

Huang Qingwu looks at Han Yichu angrily. Before she speaks, he decides.

Han Yichu whispered to coax the emperor to dance, "darling, believe me, OK? There's only one bed. If you sleep, I'll be on the ground. "

Some of Han Huang's words are soft.

"I sleep on the floor, you sleep in bed."

"Fool, can I let you sleep on the floor, my bed?"

Huangqing dance looks at Han Yichu's serious and gentle look, and his heart is out of control for a few times.

The bedrooms here are all in the style of the ancient Republic of China.

After Huang Qing danced in, he couldn't help but go to the window to see, "at the beginning, do you think it's strange here?"

Han Yichu's heart quickly jumped, "what's strange?"

"Do you think it's familiar? I always feel like I've seen it somewhere

Hearing this, Han Yichu was so excited that he almost burst into tears. The person in the past is his Qingwu, which can never be wrong.

Han Yichu's throat moved, and he said in a low voice, "I feel familiar with it. Can you feel anything else?"

He was waiting for Huangqing dance to answer.

However, Huang Qingwu leaned against the window and looked out. It seemed that there were scenes in front of him, which were all scenes of the Republic of China.

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