The sound gradually became clearer from blurry, from the beginning it seemed to have an echo, to the last sound that was so clear in my ears.
An Yuanyao's vision went from being blurry at the beginning to seeing everything around her clearly now.
Finally, he fixed his gaze on the young man in front of him.
He is about 20 years old, with sharp edges and regular facial features.
The most important thing is that his eyes are very similar to those of Liu Changqing from the class next door.
He looked around as if he didn't react.
I saw the people who appeared in the dream last time.
Husband【Liu Changqing】
Eldest daughter [Liu Xiazhi]
Son【Liu Zhian】
Second daughter [Liu Chunnuan]
Youngest son【Liu Zhiyun】
In addition, I once again dreamed of the future, and two slightly unfamiliar faces appeared among the familiar family members.
One boy and one girl, both around 20 years old.
The two of them were sitting side by side, looking quite intimate.
But An Yuanyao saw this scene, but she didn't understand it very much. The last time she saw the future scene, she didn't see the two people in front of her, not to mention she heard the other person's name from his mouth.
.
who is he?
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Liu Zhiyue asked like this, his tone slightly worried.
Holding a bowl of freshly poured chicken soup in his hand.
Just now, after serving the chicken soup for her mother, the other party didn't take it, so she called her.
This move of his wife also made Liu Changqing, who was eating beside him, confused. He stopped drinking soup and put down the spoon in his hand.
Touch the other person's forehead with the back of your hand.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
"No... maybe I didn't get any rest last night."
The response came from the mouth, and An Yuanyao herself didn't know what happened. The eldest son finally took a vacation and went home, and the family was eating happily.
I never thought that I would suddenly become dazed.
Taking the bowl from her son's hand, An Yuanyao didn't say much although her mind was full of doubts.
He just smiled slightly and said.
"eat more."
"Um."
Seeing this, Liu Zhiyue didn't say anything, he just picked up Zhou Shiyan's bowl next to him and filled another bowl.
The family gathers together.
The girl An Yuanyao, who was in a space similar to consciousness, looked around in confusion.
She originally thought she only had four children.
But I never thought that another eldest son would appear.
Judging from her age, she probably gave birth when she was eighteen or nineteen years old...
After a simple calculation, An Yuanyao knew that she had just graduated from high school at that time.
Realizing this, she was obviously frightened.
Does this mean...
Suddenly, a feeling of shame welled up in my heart.
An Yuanyao never imagined that she would be so bold. After all, under the education of her parents, she could not imagine why she would get married and have children at such a young age.
Although occasionally I hear of people getting married after graduating from high school, most of them drop out and go out to work.
In her plan, she wanted to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts.
how come……
Her future became confusing again. An Yuanyao panicked briefly and then slowly calmed down.
From the conversations of family members around me, I also learned more or less information about [the eldest son].
I am 21 years old and in my third year of college. This time I took advantage of the National Day holiday and came back to stay for a few days.
Hearing this, An Yuanyao seemed to have a sudden realization.
Only then did she understand why she only saw four children at home last time.
It turns out that the oldest one is already attending college in another city...
After realizing this, the girl An Yuanyao became even more curious about her eldest son Liu Zhiyue.
She looks similar to her husband in height, but seems to be a little taller.
He has a very handsome face and fair complexion. Although he inherited Liu Changqing's thick eyebrows, the combination of them with his face gives people a just right look.
For some reason, she not only saw the shadow of Liu Changqing on Liu Zhiyue's face, but what was even more outrageous was...
There is also the shadow of Li Wanran.
Maybe it's an illusion, or something else.
She observed carefully for a long time, and among the many children, the eldest son and daughter were not similar to her at all.
On the contrary, the three little guys have more similarities with me in appearance.
Looking at her daughter Liu Xiazhi who was feasting on the side, An Yuanyao felt even more strange.
No matter from any angle, this child is very similar to his good friend Li Wanran.
If you look closely at the eldest son Liu Zhiyue, you can also find that his nose and mouth are very similar to Li Wanran.
Straight nose bridge...thick black hair...
I always feel like...these two children don't look like me.
I was very confused.
Although she could see and hear the conversation between them, An Yuanyao could only watch.
I can only follow my adult self and look at everything around me.
After lunch.
With the help of Zhou Shiyan and her eldest son, the table was cleared and washed.
The children were sitting on the sofa watching TV.
Compared with the other four children, Liu Zhiyue, who just returned home, is obviously much more diligent.
Take the initiative to take the dishes from your mother's hands and place them in the sink.
Rinse.
The kitchen became very silent for a while.
Finally, the silence was broken by Liu Zhiyue.
First, Zhou Shiyan was asked to go outside to play with her younger siblings. After she left, she turned on the faucet.
He looked at his mother who opened the cupboard and placed the dishes.
After thinking for a moment, he walked over.
He took the bowl from his mother's hand and put it in.
"Mom... I'll leave this to me. You should go back to the house and take a rest first. I feel like you don't look too good."
"It's okay, you finally came back..."
"Just leave these to me. You should go back to the house and rest for a while."
"..."
The son's attitude is a bit tough, which is somewhat similar to his father.
After a moment of silence, An Yuanyao no longer pressed and allowed her son to take over the work in her hands.
until……
An Yuanyao said this.
"I... dreamed of her last night."
"..."
The movement paused.
Liu Zhiyue's eyes also dimmed a lot after hearing these words.
He turned his head slightly and looked at his haggard mother beside him.
Take a breath.
Said a sentence.
After saying these words, An Yuanyao, who looked poor, nodded with a faint smile on her face.
But An Yuanyao, the girl who witnessed all this with her own eyes, was stunned on the spot.
What my son just said echoed in my mind.
At this moment...she seemed to understand.
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The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines into the house.
The conversation between her parents outside the house gradually became clearer to her ears, as well as the laughter of her younger brother.
But she... was full of sadness.
Open your eyes and look at the ceiling in front of you.
Sentimental, she shed tears at this moment.
He opened his mouth and shouted like he was mumbling to himself.