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Chapter 1668 This Is Not A Dream!

The morning in the village is very lively.

It's still dark, and the big roosters in all directions seem to have made an appointment, crowing in the east and in the west.

Gurgling and gurgling, the air was filled with the fragrance of straw and food, mixed with a little moisture from dew, all rushing into the nasal cavity.

He Sichen didn't even know when he fell asleep.

I vaguely remember that I was talking to Sister Wan a second ago, and Sister Wan also said, don’t worry, I’ll be with you.

The next second, his mind fell into darkness.

It was a dreamless night, and when he opened his eyes, He Sichen felt that this was the best sleep he had had in so many years.

On weekdays, I am busy traveling everywhere. Although I rarely socialize, I still have to read books and scripts, play games with Sister Wan, and chat with Sister Ling and Brother Fei.

Before going to bed, I have to take another look at the Take You Home website.

When I fall asleep at night, I always have all kinds of weird dreams.

What I dream about the most is a pair of back figures that are getting further and further away, whose faces cannot be seen clearly. The little boy can't catch up no matter how fast he runs.

They don't want him anymore.

But last night, there was nothing.

Above the head is the eaves, and you can still see the neatly arranged wood, which looks very much like the roof of the bamboo house in Liangfeng Xiaozhu in Wufeng Mountain.

Looking back, Brother Heng was still sleeping, and Sister Wan had already folded the bed and found it unoccupied.

He Sichen put on his shoes and went out, only to see no one inside or outside the house.

The whole house was quiet.

Looking back, I saw the note taped to the door.

"Brother,

The water for washing is next to the well.

The food is in the pot.

My father, mother, and sister Xiaowan and I went to the village.

Sister will be here soon. Let her bring you over in a moment.

Agui"

He looked up and saw that the face wash was ready on the small stool next to the well, and even the toothpaste was squeezed onto the toothbrush on the mouthwash cup.

A wisp of green smoke came from the kitchen chimney, and a faint white mist filled the gap in the pot lid.

On the stove, two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks are arranged neatly.

Detailed and appropriate, it is full of intimate and careful love.

"Where are the people?"

Feng Suheng pulled his hair, squeezed out from He Sichen, and looked around with an incomprehensible expression, "Are we the only two left?"

Before He Sichen could speak, bicycle bells rang all the way in the alley at the door, and then stopped outside the door.

"Brother, brother..."

After the anxious female voice, the door was pushed open with a clang.

A girl wearing brand new clothes, with black hair and two braids, rushed in.

With just one glance, she recognized that He Sichen was her brother. The girl rushed forward and hugged He Sichen.

This was the first time He Sichen had close and intimate contact with a girl he had never met before.

Feng Suheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop him. After all, no one knew better than him how resistant He Sichen was to the touch of strangers.

But halfway out his hand, Feng Suheng was stunned.

He Sichen opened his arms and hugged the girl.

"Brother..."

The girl's face was full of tears, but her eyes were full of smiles, "I am Axiu! Brother, we have been thinking about you these years, looking forward to your early return day and night. Brother, please pinch me, this It’s not a dream, right?”

"Axiu, it's not a dream!"

He Sichen hugged Axiu, his eyes bright, "I'm back!"

His heart was sour and his eyes were a little hot. Feng Suheng looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help but think of what Ye Wan had said.

This was chosen by God for him.

Now it seems that it is indeed the best choice.

Axiu is three years younger than He Sichen, but she does things as quickly as her elder sister.

Pushing He Sichen to wash up, Axiu washed the hands and entered the kitchen.

By the time He Sichen and Feng Suheng finished washing their faces and brushing their teeth before entering the room, steaming breakfast was already placed on the table.

"Brother, after you finish eating, I will take you to the village. The clan leader and others are waiting for you. Everyone is happy for our family and waiting to see you."

Axiu said happily.

Clan leader.

That... child who exchanged identities with him.

"good."

He Sichen nodded, hiding the inexplicable emotion in his heart, raised his eyes to look at Axiu and asked: "Axiu, what kind of person is that clan leader?"


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