Chen Bolun rarely hesitated in his dream.

Not because I was in a dream, or because the time in the dream seemed to be seventeen years ago, but because it was ...... He saw himself.

A young Chen Bolun who doesn't look like himself at all.

He remembered how he was when he was young, confident to the point of conceit, because of his outstanding intelligence, his heart could not actually sink...... At that time, even if I was doing experiments, I didn't have much patience, and most of the time I had a bunch of assistants with me.

However, the more he learns and does, which means that the schedule is very tight. Like this laid-back young man I see now, he doesn't look like him at all!

Chen Bolun rubbed his forehead.

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He's in a weird state right now.

The figure has always followed the young version of Chen Bolun, who is not like him, but at the same time, he can't touch anything.

But...... Did he ever come here when he was younger?

Chen Bolun looked at the splendid clubhouse in front of him, even from the perspective of seventeen years later, it was too luxurious.

And the young self was frowning, sitting bored on the sofa looking at the attentive man in front of him.

I had never thought about it before, and Chen Bolun had never noticed that this memory from seventeen years ago had been unconsciously blurred.

Now that I think about it, except for remembering a woman, everything else is a blur of ghosting.

However, that woman has a low IQ and has not learned enough, except for being obedient, she doesn't seem to have any qualities worth remembering at all?

He couldn't help but wonder if this was another parallel world, right?

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Chen Bolun woke up from his sleep.

The moment he opened his eyes, he suddenly calmed down again, and just kept his eyes open and looked at the roof, until dawn came, and then he turned over and sat up, bypassing a room full of scattered schedules, and leaving the house with ease.

Lu Feng was leaning his back against the wall, falling asleep with one knee bent - the three of them planned to stay late yesterday, and the room was warm, so they simply fell asleep.

He was a soldier and his alertness was extraordinary, and he woke up the moment Chen Bolun sat up, but he soon closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

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The same goes for Zhou Shuangshuang.

Her five senses are keen, and her sense of battle is not bad, and she has a feeling when Chen Bolun's breathing is disordered, but the people in the room are trustworthy, so they are also not moving.

Merely...... Early in the morning, it was snowy and cold outside, so Chen Bolun put on a single coat and went out, what did he want to do?

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What is Bolun Chan doing?

He called up two people from his personal authority and assigned them new tasks.

"The two of you divide the labor, I have a basic information here, and I will integrate her news within three days - personal information, direct blood relatives, all wanted."

His expression was solemn, not at all like the carelessness of ordering things on weekdays, and the two of them were in their hearts and immediately responded.

Chen Bolun was satisfied.

Then, he handed over the materials he had put in order.

The subordinate pulled out a page from the document bag, and at the top of the list, in addition to the basic place of origin, there was an unfamiliar name-

Lin Rourou.

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Chen Bolun sat at the table, constantly thinking about everything that was vague in his dream.

There are many strange things in the dream.

- The development of his relationship with that Lin Rourou was inevitably too unexpected.

Although he has no emotional foundation, he has the impression that he will never toss these things...... If you don't have enough IQ, you can't be the person next to him!

What's more, what's more......

Chen Bolun remembered the last picture he saw vaguely in the float, and couldn't help but look even colder.

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But thinking of what Zhou Shuangshuang said before in Tianquan Xing because he couldn't get angry-

"You're so smart, did you guess that you still have a child?"

If the child she was talking about was the child in Lin Rourou's arms in her dream, then ......

Could it be that this is another memory that was accidentally hidden?

Kaiyuan Tongbao is hiding this, why is it?

He propped his temple in one hand and frowned.

Seeing this, Lu Feng and Zhou Shuangshuang even slowed down their breathing, lest they disturb him.

- If you are so serious, you must be thinking about something big?

The two of them reflected in unison - could it be that they hadn't discussed it comprehensively enough yesterday?

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At this moment, Zhou Shuangshuang's phone rang suddenly.

Her first reaction was to look at her wrist, and then she realized that this was no longer Tianquan, and hurriedly picked up her mobile phone-

Father

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"Dad."

She stood up and walked out the door.

On the other end of the phone, Dad Zhou's voice was very soft, as if he was whispering some secret-

"Frost." His voice hesitated and deliberately lowered, and Zhou Shuangshuang was also a little nervous.

"Huh? Dad, what's wrong with you? ”

"I'm fine."

Dad Zhou looked left and right, and then whispered: "Frost, there's a goblin in the store!" ”

Weekly Frost: .........

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Zhou Shuangshuang stopped.

"Dad......" she said helplessly: "How can there be a goblin?" ”

This is Huaguo, not Xuantianzong, to follow the glory of the party, feudal superstition is unacceptable.

Dad Zhou was a little anxious: "Shuangshuang, don't hide it from me, I know all about you...... But that's not the point. ”

"The point is, there's really a goblin in the store!"

"I looked at the monitor, I'm afraid it's not a big white cat demon!"

"It stole the rice you kept! Steal three! Dad counted it several times. ”

Zhou Shuangshuang's expression suddenly became solemn.

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Lingmi is not something that can be eaten casually with good physical fitness, the ones she left for Zhou's father, she only dared to put one grain in a pot, and Zhou's father also did a test, so he dared to sell it.

But...... Stolen three grains?

It's not that she said, with Lu Feng's physique, he can't bear one grain at a time, let alone a cat......

Zhou Shuangshuang couldn't help but be vigilant - don't be really a goblin, right?

She took a deep breath: "Dad, how do you know it's a cat demon?" ”

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Dad Zhou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw his daughter believe him: "Lingmi is one less grain every two days, so I installed a monitor in the cabinet, although the shooting is not so clear, but I can see it clearly, it is a white, cat-like animal - Dad is not talking nonsense, it will twist the jar by itself, steal a grain out, and screw the jar again!" ”

"Tell me, cats are smart and can twist jars, I've seen it on the Internet - but if you clean it up after stealing, it must have a brain!"

"What's not a cat demon?"

This monster made it seamlessly, but it probably didn't expect that there would be people in this world who would count the grains of rice one by one.