Happy Juneteenth, babies! 】

As he spoke, the man was about to take Zhang Hongbao's hand and walk towards the wooden building.

Zhang Hongbao thought about it, and suddenly tightened the hand of the An man: "Dad, don't go back." ”

The man was even more strange: "What's wrong?" Why, child? ”

Zhang Hongbao: "There are monsters. ”

Man: "Baby, you mean there are xenos?" ”

Zhang Hongbao bit his lip, and tears rolled down instantly: "Yes, yes, Dad, that xenomorph pretended to be my mother's son." Surely it also made me lose my memory, otherwise I wouldn't have remembered nothing. ”

"I just feel familiar here, I've been looking for it for a long time to get here."

"In my memory, I only know you and my mother. Daddy, am I dreaming? ”

"I just saw another me, following my mother into the house."

"Is it because my mother doesn't want me anymore that she went to adopt a child like me?"

Zhang Hongbao pretended to be sad and said while holding his father's hand and crying.

I'm sorry, another Zhang Hongbao.

Since we all have the same name and appearance, and my life is so sad, so sad that I want to die, I have to take your life. Sorry, sorry.

Zhang Hongbao felt very guilty, but he wanted such a life, and this may be an opportunity.

Even if this opportunity is just a dream, he has to seize it tightly.

The same is Zhang Hongbao.

There is also an unsightly birthmark on the neck.

Why can this Zhang Hongbao live so well, he is still a young master, and he has to live so miserably?

Dad looked at Zhang Hongbao suspiciously: "You mean, there is still a you in the house?" ”

Zhang Hongbao nodded.

Dad thought about it, gently held Zhang Hongbao's shoulders, and said with a little confusion in his eyes: "You wait for me here, what will I go to see?" ”

Zhang Hongbao still nodded with tears in his eyes.

Dad touched Zhang Hongbao's face lightly, and hurried into the house.

Zhang Hongbao sat on the ground with his buttocks.

He knows.

As soon as I heard that there was another Zhang Hongbao in the house, this father must confirm it.

Then you might decide that he's a xenomorph, that he's trying to impersonate his son.

Zhang Hongbao is not worried.

He knew it was a dream.

And anyway, his life is miserable enough, no matter how miserable it is, he is waiting here pitifully, maybe this will be a turning point in his life.

Zhang Hongbao sat down in place, looking up at the sky.

Everyone says that God's eyes are bright.

But why can't you see his suffering?

Was he originally thrown to the world by heaven to survive the catastrophe?

The sky was dazzlingly bright, and as soon as Zhang Hongbao wanted to lower his head, he saw a white cloud very low, so low that it was less than ten meters away from the top of his head.

Zhang Hongbao looked at the white cloud strangely and bit his lip: ......

Dreams are dreams, and there are all kinds of strange things.

As soon as I thought about this, something even stranger happened.

The white cloud spoke.

Bai Yun: "Zhang Hongbao, you are already dead. ”

Zhang Hongbao was not surprised when he heard Bai Yun speak, he just turned his head and looked around: ......

Is he dead? Is this Elysium after death?

Bai Yun spoke again: "But because of God's mercy and giving you a fragment of life, your life can continue." And ......"

Zhang Hongbao's eyes widened: ......

Heaven's mercy?

Are the eyes of heaven really bright?

And what?

Zhang Hongbao pouted, knelt down for the white cloud, and began to bow.