Chapter 6.

Qianhua leaned beside the crib, leaning over to face Meihong who was lying on the crib, when she was looking dazed and helpless, Xiaosan entered the bedroom and looked at Qianhua's expression of not knowing what to do , Xiaosan could not help but smile on his face.

"Xiao San!"

"The child is right next to me, what should I do if Meihong is frightened by such loud noise?"

Qian Hua, who was just about to discuss with Xiaosan, after hearing Xiaosan's words, the expression on her face froze immediately, she suppressed her dissatisfaction sullenly, and stared at Xiaosan depressedly.

"I didn't mean to..."

"Remember to pay attention in the future."

"Oh."

Looking at the aggrieved Qianhua, Xiaosan didn't have any expression on his face, but he still couldn't help being amused by Qianhua's reaction in his heart, his gaze slowly fell on his daughter, seeing Meihong's expression, he couldn't help but move closer, bowed his head Looking at his daughter.

"Yah~"

The young Meihong stretched out her little hand, and gently grasped and released Xiaosan.

Xiaosan stretched out his finger, and gently handed it to her hand, that soft little hand, gently grasped his fingertips.

"It's just a child now, and it will gradually grow up in the future."

"Ah."

Qianhua, who was squatting aside, watched the interaction between her husband and her daughter with a smile on her face. This was probably the picture she dreamed of a long time ago.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu got off work early, and before dark, she returned to her home and sat in her living room. She sat in front of the computer, looked at her recent work arrangements, and couldn't help but look aside. The coffee cup, took a small sip and let out a long sigh of relief.

"The work during this period is almost like this. I finally have time to rest for the rest of the weekend."

Since joining Xiaosan's company, she has been working hard all the time, spending all her time on the work of those offices, avoiding those troubles that make her feel uneasy.

After finishing the work with one brain, after having time to rest again, when he thought about how he should use this vacation, the expression on Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's face gradually changed from soothing to a little silent, followed by a silent cooperation Get on the computer in front of you.

Looking up at the chandelier in her room, the crystal lampshade reflected the brilliant brilliance, which made her beautiful eyes feel a little sour.

Withdrawing her own reality, she gradually stood up from the warm carpet, walked to the bed in her apartment, and looked at the city outside the window. With the continuous development of the office during this period, her salary has also increased. Woke up and rented a comfortable apartment in the port area.

That person lives near this area.

Looking at the raindrops falling outside the window, her eyes seemed a little dazed, and she silently returned to the seat she was sitting in just now. The air outside was very cold, and the heating was clearly turned on in the room, but she didn't feel it in her heart. The slightest warmth.

Time goes by like a river.

From when he was in high school, he thought that guy was hateful and unreliable. Now that he has become his superior, Kasumigaoka Shiyu only feels that everything is so inexplicable.

Why has it become like this?

She couldn't understand why a person who was so proud of herself at the beginning would be willing to quietly work for the other party in her current position.

After thinking about it for a long time, it is probably because I am doing it for life.

In her original expectation, the life she was looking forward to was nothing more than living a relaxed and comfortable life relying on her own works, but now she is dealing with various business of the company every day, and she also has to reject those sudden surprises. All kinds of offers came, and I don't know that guy, do you know.

"You probably don't know?"

That guy is probably living a peaceful life with his wife now, so how could he notice other people's affairs.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's eyes, and he sipped his coffee one after another, not knowing how to pass this night.

He looked down at his legs, put down the coffee cup, and gently stroked the silky black silk. At that time, he didn't seem to be interested in her legs. Seems to be very interested...

"This self-pity look, I'm afraid I can't imagine it at all from my previous self?"

She sighed, stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

"Ah!"

Xiao San couldn't help but pay attention to a sneeze, took out a tissue, wiped his nose, sat up from the bed, in the dark night, Qian Hua had already fallen asleep.

A sneeze for some unknown reason woke him up from a deep sleep, and he slowly sat up on the head of the bed, looking at his surroundings, he lifted the quilt from his body, When he came to the crib where his daughter was sleeping, he took a look at the daughter who didn't seem to be awakened, and he was relieved.

Walking out of his room, he came to the living room, poured a glass of white water, and took a sip. He had a dream, and the dream was his former self.

Even though time has passed for a long time, when he dreamed of that self at this moment, he felt that his current appearance was more like a dream.

Sitting in the empty living room, no one else exists, even if he can see his wife after a few steps back to the bedroom, he still can't help feeling a little lonely, and only at this time can he realize that he belongs to own feelings.

At daybreak, when other people haven't fallen asleep, his mind will involuntarily fall on other people, but in the middle of the night, he doesn't need to think about other people's things, and his thoughts just go away. The child settled down.

Some weird thoughts also came to my mind all of a sudden.

"The dream just now, in addition to dreaming about the past, also dreamed of some familiar people?"

There are no particularly clear faces, but the blurry images that emerge make Xiaosan involuntarily feel a sense of familiarity, and the names that have been ignored on weekdays also come to mind one by one.

But not long after waking up, those memories suddenly became blurred, and he couldn't call out those familiar names.

Crayons and albums, a white arm holding a brush, a silver-white long-haired girl in a hood and holding a camera...

Familiar figures and signs appeared in his dreams like this, making him always feel like he was watching a revolving lantern, an unlucky feeling, and he didn't know why he would suddenly have such a dream.

- - - -

Quality is a good thing, but some people don't have it.

I hope that person will be disciplined by his parents in his next life

Chapter 7.

"Look at this picture, isn't it interesting?"

"What is this, it's so funny."

"right?"

Bowing his head at the work table, facing his own task, the 'he' who is trying to complete it slowly raised his head, listening to the chuckle of the only two female colleagues in his office, his gaze slowly looked away, but He quickly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head to stare at the screen, and tapped the keyboard nimbly with both hands.

His expression was full of exhaustion, with loose eye bags and thick dark circles. He hadn't rested for a long time.

After completing one task, there is another task. The boss always seems to be able to find various reasons for him to sit in this position and work for the company non-stop.

'My heart hurts so much. '

As soon as he tapped a punctuation mark, 'he' felt that his heart was a little uncomfortable, took a deep breath, stopped his movements, and slowly looked down at his chest.

Biting his lip, he leaned back slightly, wanting to stretch his body, but following his movements, the uncomfortable feeling did not disappear in the slightest, but became clearer, which made him slow down his breathing involuntarily. , with the right hand farther away from the heart, gently covering his chest.

Close your eyes, breathe gently in the position, and gradually relax.

"call--"

With a soft sigh of relief, he felt better.

Looking at the screen in front of him, he wanted to take a break, but thinking of the other tasks he had left, he could not help but tighten his lips and continue working.

No health, no future, no job, no present.

Living in a big city, if he didn't have a job, he might have a difficult life even for a month.

Carrying the deep depression in his heart, he is like an emotionless robot, with no expression on his thin and pale face, silently completing his work...

In the middle of the night, looking at the empty office and his own work, he didn't know why he had so much more work than others, nor did he know what the difference was between himself and others.

'Please, can you help me? '

'I seem to have some problems with this, can you help me take a look? '

'I'm in a hurry, good brother, help me solve it, next time I will treat you to dinner. '

Recalling those scenes, 'he' slowly took off his glasses and put them on the table in front of him, gently holding his face with both hands, rubbing his eyes slowly.

The bridge of his nose was a little sore, but he couldn't cry, he was no longer that child who didn't understand anything.

Breaking away from the care of my parents, leaving the land I am familiar with, and gaining the freedom I dreamed of when I was a child, and this is the price I need to pay...

Sitting in a small restaurant, he bowed slightly to the familiar boss, ordered two home-cooked dishes that he liked, and sat in the corner alone, eating his dinner bite by bite.

Although it's not that he doesn't know how to cook by himself, but 'he' is too tired, and the discomfort in his heart still remains in his chest.

"Your complexion is not very good, work is very hard, right?"

When paying the restaurant owner, the other party looked at 'his' face with some concern.

"Well, it's okay, working overtime all day is like this, just take a break."

"Young people should pay attention to their health."

For the boss's advice, he just smiled slightly, the smile was full of bitterness.

Back at the door of the apartment he rented, 'he' stopped in his tracks, holding the instant noodles and drinks he bought from the convenience store in his hand, and took out the keys in his pocket, his eyes were a little dizzy, in the dim Under the light of the stairs, it took a long time to align the key before opening the door and entering my own house.

"Meow!"

A gray and white streak ran towards him from not far from the small room.

Closed the door gently, squatted down, and hugged the kitten raised by 'his', a smile gradually appeared on his tired face, stroking the soft hair, and the stagnant breath in his chest followed his breath Disappear.

"Meow~"

"I'll prepare dinner for you right away, just wait a bit."

"Meow."

Putting down the cat in his arms, 'he' took off his coat, hung it on a hanger beside him, and then put the drinks and instant noodles he bought home in a small refrigerator, while he slowly He came to a corner of the living room, poured cat food for the kitten he was raising, and changed the water along the way.

In the living room, find the mask and put it on for yourself.

When he came to the cat box and looked at the cat litter inside, 'he' felt that his heart, which was already uncomfortable, seemed to slow down a little bit.

He squatted down silently, shoveled the cat litter into the garbage bag, quickly sealed it, and threw it away when he went out tomorrow morning.

Looking at the kitten that was eating, 'he' walked slowly to his bedroom, sat down in front of his computer, logged into his chat software, and skillfully opened the game platform.

When he entered the chat group, two chat groups had already started talking, and he chose one to join.

"Ouch, isn't this our brother Fu Bao? You are free to go online today?"

As soon as he entered the game voice, the familiar yin and yang sound came.

In this regard, 'he' returned the most sincere blessings.

"What about you [beep——], get on the number, hurry up, I'll watch the battle."

"The spectator dog is here, yin and yang are strange."

"Who is the yin and yang strange energy talking about?"

"Of course it's about you, brother Fubao."

After a sincere and cordial greeting with his familiar game friends, 'he' opened the browser, and while making up new episodes, he watched his friends' games.

He's too tired to play anymore.

"Is this the start of the delivery? It's up, oh, no more acting."

"I'll give [beep--], I'll give it, send [beep--]."

"You are in a hurry, you are in a hurry."

After watching the friendly battle, he silently left the voice, closed his browser, and walked towards the bathroom.

After taking a bath, he lay down on his own bed and fell asleep steadily. However, when he fell asleep, the sound of breathing gradually weakened until it disappeared completely. The kitten squatting in the living room seemed to have noticed something. , stood up, and looked in the direction of the bedroom.

When he opened his eyes again, he realized that he was no longer in his own room.

"What would be a better name for him?"

Familiar but unfamiliar language rang in his ears. If he hadn't taken a foreign language course before, he might not have understood the other person's words. His mind was empty, and he was quietly hugged by a woman. In front of him was a A man who looks premature.

"Just...Xiaoxiong, right?"

Chapter 8 The storm is coming!

The sky began to drizzle, and under the arrangement of the maid, Meiling got into the spacious nanny car and sat quietly in the car with the maid.

"Where's your mother?"

"Miss Kaguya, she should be dealing with various affairs of the family right now."

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