After Li Quanzhang asked An Yuanyao and Liu Changqing what happened just now, he walked out of the alley and made a phone call.
After handling the fire, they were ready to send An Yuanyao home.
Liu Changqing, who acted bravely, also stopped his nosebleed and stood aside blankly watching the three people get into the car and leave.
From the car window, he saw the girl named An Yuanyao leaning out and looking at him.
He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word and sat back in the car.
Looking at the leaving vehicles, Liu Changqing pushed his old bicycle.
Said to himself.
"Won't you send me back..."
inside the car.
Li Wanran turned his head silently and looked at An Yuanyao sitting next to him.
Until now, her expression was still different from usual. It seemed that the incident just now had a certain psychological shadow on her.
An Yuanyao didn't notice Li Wanran's gaze. She sat on her seat as if she was worried, with her head slightly lowered and looking at her hands.
Time passed very slowly.
The two of them were in the small car, each with their own thoughts, until An Yuanyao opened her mouth and broke it all.
Staring at the palm of his hand.
An Yuanyao's eyes were a little lost in thought.
Involuntarily, Liu Changqing's figure flashed in her mind.
I thought of how the other party was beaten and resisted by several people after returning to the alley with bricks in hand.
That dark boy...
"Wan Ran..."
Call softly.
Then, An Yuanyao raised her head and looked at Li Wanran, who was also staring at her.
After hesitating for a while, he asked.
"Is his name Liu Changqing..."
"..."
I heard this question from the other party.
Li Wanran looked at An Yuanyao's eyes, looking at the slight expectation in her eyes.
At this moment, she suddenly realized.
Perhaps his appearance broke the original historical progress.
The two... met in advance.
With a complex emotion rising in his heart, Li Wanran first moved his eyes away from An Yuanyao, and then looked at the car window aside.
Looking at the scene flashing by outside the car, he gave a response after a long time.
"Um……"
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Li Quanzhang drove An Yuanyao back home first, and then found An Quancheng and explained what had just happened.
An Quancheng didn't say anything.
After checking whether his daughter was injured and making sure there was no serious injury, he rushed to the kitchen with a sullen face, picked up the knife and was about to go out.
Fortunately, An Yuanyao's mother stopped the other party.
Before the situation got worse, Li Quanzhang took Li Wanran and left the place.
Drove back home.
After the iron gate opened, the car drove in.
Li Wanran got off the car and walked to the gate alone.
Opened the door and walked in.
"came back."
On the sofa, Li Zhengmao crushed the cigarette in his hand and did not look back at him, but he knew that his daughter was back.
I heard these words from my father.
Li Wanran's steps into the house suddenly slowed down a lot.
He didn't answer immediately, but looked around, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment...
"dad……"
"come over."
After hearing this, Li Wanran walked over.
He sat on the sofa next to his father.
Only then did she realize why her father never looked back at her after she entered the house.
because……
At this moment, there was a small box placed in front of Li Zhengmao.
To be precise, it's a music box.
That kind of box that plays music when you open it and twist it. There is a ballet doll on the top, which spins in circles with the sound of the music.
I saw my father playing with this thing...
"This is brought from abroad by a friend."
Said so.
After twisting the spring, the music box made a sound.
At the same time, Li Zhengmao also moved his eyes away from above and looked at his daughter beside him.
The serious look disappeared at this moment.
Show a smile.
"Not bad, I think you will like it."
"..."
"What's wrong, don't you like this?"
"no……"
He raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes.
For this long-dead father, when he saw him again, Li Wanran suddenly felt the urge to cry.
She still remembers that her father rarely came home when she was in high school because of his work...
Looking at his daughter's appearance, Li Zhengmao wanted to say something.
But before he could speak, he heard the sound of something being smashed upstairs.
His face, which had been smiling just now, suddenly softened.
There was no sound.
Then Li Zhengmao stood up from the sofa and strode towards the stairs.
Li Wanran seemed to have not seen his father leave.
All he could see was the music box in front of him.
After a while, the quarrel between the parents was heard upstairs.
Especially my mother’s voice…
Word by word passed into Li Wanran's ears.
"Do not touch me!"
"Wife..."
"Why do you want to come back and why do you want to appear in front of me!!"
"..."
A familiar scene happened again.
Li Wanran didn't seem frightened.
She just looked at the music box in front of her.
Listening to the music coming from it, it was mixed with the quarrels upstairs.
looking at...
The puppet in the music box.
A doll imprisoned in a music box.
This time...
You won't make any mistakes again.
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the other side.
Liu Changqing finally returned home.
As soon as he entered the house, his mother noticed the scars on his face.
I feel so bad.
As the only child in the family, Liu Changqing's body is deeply loved by his parents.
Although the family conditions were not good, the couple did their best for the sake of their child and never mistreated him in terms of food and clothing.
He was even given a separate room in the small house.
When having dinner, I will also ask him what he wants to eat.
This made Liu Changqing feel flattered.
At the same time... I'm also a little scared.
He actually knew very well that the couple in front of him pampered his own body.
Although he came to this world and gained the memory of his original self.
But...after all, I am not the Liu Changqing of this world.
For some unknown reason, after eating a few mouthfuls of food, Liu Changqing ran away from the dinner table on the pretext of going back to the house to do homework.
When he returned to the room, he lay on the bed.
Thinking back on what happened today.
Why do you appear in this world...
As I was thinking about it, I wanted to go astray.
Thinking of Li Wanran...
Thinking of An Yuanyao...
I also thought of the thin boy squatting at the entrance of the alley, holding a brick.
"..."
Lie flat on the bed.
After an unknown amount of time, Liu Changqing suddenly sat up.
His brows were furrowed.
Very surprised.
He didn't know what kind of situation he was in, but when he thought about that guy's face, he wanted to punch him.
But being familiar with his original memory, he knew that he had never communicated with the other person before.