On the dimly lit grass, Han Xiaoxiao was fast asleep with her eyes closed.
" Xiaoxiao..."
A gentle, indistinct male voice came from inside.
Xiao Xiao frowned Xiaoxiao, and her eyes began to dart around under her eyelids, as if she were about to wake up.
" Xiaoxiao." Another voice rang out, but this one was even clearer.
Han Xiaoxiao slowly sat up, raised her right hand to rub her eyes, and looked sleepy.
" Xiaoxiao." The voice called out again, but this time, it was clearly filled with joy.
Han Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the sound, then froze instantly.
The boy who had supposedly died several months ago was now looking at Han Xiaoxiao Han Xiaoxiao a tender expression.
"Brother..." Tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her cheeks.
Han Xiaoxiao scrambled to her feet in a panic and ran towards her brother without hesitation.
She threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Waaah...!" Han Xiaoxiao cried loudly in Han Xuan's arms, just like a child.
Han Xuan looked at Han Xiaoxiao in his arms with extremely gentle and doting eyes, and slowly placed his hand on Han Xiaoxiao's head.
"Brother, brother, I miss you so much... I thought I would never see you again..." Han Xiaoxiao gripped his clothes tightly with both hands, afraid that he would leave her again.
Han Xuan reached out and hugged her back, comforting her, "You've had a tough time these past few days. I'll never leave you again."
Han Xiaoxiao's tears flowed even more profusely. She nodded vigorously, and the two siblings embraced each other tightly.
They hugged for almost five minutes before slowly letting go.
Seeing Han Xiaoxiao's Han Xiaoxiao streaked with tears, Han Xuan reached out and gently wiped away her tears.
"You're still the same as before, crying at the drop of a hat."
Han Xiaoxiao stopped crying, looked at the real Han Xuan in front of her, and said in a trembling voice, "Why...?"
Han Xuan looked apologetic. "I'm sorry I'm late. A lot has happened to me lately, and I might not be able to explain it clearly now."
Han Xiaoxiao nodded, indicating her understanding.
Suddenly, Han Xuan grasped Han Xiaoxiao's shoulders and looked at her with a serious expression.
" Xiaoxiao, Night Star is not a place for you. It's too dangerous here. Let me take you and run away."
Han Xiaoxiao was a little taken aback, but seeing Han Xuan's serious expression, she nodded.
"Okay, brother, just don't leave me again."
Han Xuan nodded, then took Han Xiaoxiao's hand and ran off into the distance.
At this moment, Ye Yiqing, who had been sleeping against the tree, was now lying flat on the lawn.
And I could also feel something pressing down on me, and it felt warm and cozy.
He struggled to open his eyes, and a white-haired figure appeared before him.
" Hela?" Ye Yiqing slowly made out the figure in front of him.
Then he was completely stunned.
At this moment, Hela, with her eyes slightly narrowed, disheveled hair, and slightly flushed cheeks, was lying on Ye Yiqing.
Hela raised her head, looking at Ye Yiqing beneath her with a sly smile.
I like you~
"?!" The sudden scene left Ye Yiqing completely dumbfounded, a rare occurrence for him.
"Do you like me?" Hela's soft and charming voice, like cotton, reached Ye Yiqing's ears.
Without waiting for Ye Yiqing's reply, Hela buried her head in Ye Yiqing's chest.
"So warm~" Hela rubbed her cheek against the ground, while her hands wandered around restlessly.
Seeing that Ye Yiqing hadn't reacted for a while, Hela raised her head again, tilted it, and looked at Ye Yiqing with some confusion.
Then she slowly reached out and stroked his cheek, opened her mouth and gently brought her face closer.
Keke lay on the soft bed and stretched deeply.
I sat up in bed.
"I slept so well~" Keke rubbed her eyes, looking refreshed.
"Hmm?" Suddenly, Keke looked around curiously.
"That's strange, this is my house, but why does it suddenly feel a little unfamiliar?"
Keke scratched her head, then shrugged and started getting dressed.
I put on my nice casual clothes, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
"You're up so early today." A middle-aged man's voice came from behind.
Upon hearing this voice, Keke's cheerful smile instantly froze.
Slowly, fear took hold.
"Breakfast isn't ready yet. Sit down and play for a while longer," the middle-aged man said to Keke.
"Okay, okay..." Keke lowered her head, turned around, and nodded timidly.
"What's wrong with you today, kid? Do I look scary?" The middle-aged man said, touching his face.
"Ouch, my beard is so long." The middle-aged man touched his stubble-covered face and muttered to himself as he walked to the sink and stood next to Keke.
I picked up a razor and started shaving.
Keke, standing to the side, remained Nuonuo and barely dared to breathe.
After shaving, the middle-aged man looked at himself in the mirror and then said to Keke,
"Daughter, look, have you shaved my beard clean?"
"Huh?" Keke paused for a moment, then quickly replied, "It's... it's clean."
"It's clean now. Okay, hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth. Your mom is still busy cooking in the kitchen." After saying that, she patted Keke's head and turned to leave.
Keke stood there blankly, unable to recover for a long time.
She touched her head, where the middle-aged man had touched her earlier.
It didn't hurt, there were no bumps, I didn't hit myself, I didn't burn myself with cigarette butts, and there was no familiar smell of alcohol on me.
Also, who did he just say was in the kitchen?
Mother!
Keke started to get excited, brushed her teeth and washed her face as quickly as possible, and then rushed into the kitchen.
As I opened the kitchen door, a flash of white light appeared.
Then a figure slowly emerged, finally revealing a woman who was not beautiful, but rather a little plump.
But Keke's eyes began to well up with tears.
"Oh, Keke's awake! You've come at the perfect time. Come in and eat." The woman put down her bowl and chopsticks and waved to Keke.
"Come in quickly, don't just stand there." The middle-aged man brought the food to the table and began to invite Keke in.
Sitting on the familiar bench, looking at the steaming food on the table, Keke felt a little dazed.
"What's wrong with you today? You haven't said a word, like you haven't slept at all."
The woman clapped her hands and sat down on the bench.
"I don't know. When I saw her this morning, she was like that too, and she seemed quite afraid of me." The middle-aged man shrugged, then put a piece of meat in Keke's bowl.
"Alright, let's not talk about anything else for now, let's eat first."
Looking at the meat in the bowl, I glanced up at that familiar, gentle face and my kind father.
Tears welled up in her eyes, but Keke quickly wiped them away and smiled happily.
"Thank you, Mom and Dad!" Then she began to eat her meal heartily.
"Hey... look at this kid, he's acting really strange today. No need to thank me." The middle-aged man looked puzzled.
But the woman waved her hand, "Alright, alright, it's nothing. Our Keke was having a nightmare. Let's eat."
Afterwards, the family of three happily began to eat breakfast.