In the confusion, Qingge noticed that he was gently picked up.

I wanted to open my eyes hard, but the sleepiness came wave after wave, and Qingge finally fell asleep again, but before falling into darkness completely, Qingge vaguely felt a touch of warmth falling deeply on his forehead.

Long.

When Qingge woke up again, for a moment I almost thought that I had gone backwards in time and space.

Because at this moment, she actually woke up in a room that shouldn't have existed.

A small desk in the corner is missing, and there are a few hand-drawn storybooks on it that she hasn't finished...

The soft carpet was littered with candy-colored linen cushions she had scavenged from the fabric shop...

Even the position of the milk cup on the coffee table and the angle of the handle were exactly the same as she remembered...

This, this is her room?

This... This turned out to be a room in her small bungalow??

Qingge got out of bed barefoot with a stunned face, and was so shocked that she didn't even bother to put on her shoes, so she walked around the room with her eyes wide open.

From the soft collapse in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, to the bookshelf on the other side, and then slowly caressing the spine of the book that I am very familiar with the once seen, and the glass bottle with the cute bear label on the coffee table.

When his gaze fell on the clear white water in the glass bottle, Qingge hesitated slightly for a moment, and after a moment, he raised his hand and tilted the glass bottle to pour the water inside into the milk cup.

Qingge raised his head and took a sip slightly, and the familiar faint mint flavor suddenly overflowed in his mouth.

That moment. Three k

Qingge's whole person was completely stunned, and his eyes were full of astonishment.

She knew very well that the little bungalow she had called home had been blown up, and the spacious bedroom with her had been reduced to ashes.

She also understood that at this moment, she was not strangely traveling through time and space, or falling into some real and terrible dream, but... In a room that has been deliberately restored.

But what shocked her was that this room was deliberately restored according to the room she had been, everything in the room, the mint water in the carafe, the position of the milk cup on the table, the fabric cushions scattered on the soft carpet, and the drawing story book that she had only read a few pages on the small table.....!!!

You must know that these details may not be so detailed even if she is the owner to restore them, but the person who built this room has done it....

It turns out that that person actually pays so much attention to her living habits?!

Qingge's body stiffened slightly involuntarily.

"Sister, dinner is here, there is your favorite spicy hairy crab, I made some better." With the sound of the door opening, a teenager in home clothes walked into the room with a pot of steaming hairy crabs, with a warm sweet smile on his face, as if he was in a good mood.

Qingge looked at it in shock, and his eyes fell on the young man who was talking and laughing, and the shock in his eyes was clearly visible.

"Ahh Gauze...? Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him in astonishment, he whispered softly, and a pair of amber eyes looked at Qingluo intently, his face full of shock.

Light, light....?

The person in front of her is really her light Luo??

But, she thought about the scene of the two meeting again countless times, but she never thought that it would be such a scene that caught her off guard!

Hearing Qingge's whispering, Qingluo, who had already placed the food on the table, suddenly got up and walked towards Qingge again, a pair of bright and clear eyes were full of the appearance of the girl in front of him at the moment, "Sister, come and try my craftsmanship, these are fresh hairy crabs, do you remember that Uncle Wang in the vegetable market?" These hairy crabs were ordered from him, hurry... Come and try it...."