The black-masked man moved the remote control in his hand, and one of the glass curtain walls lit up. The little boy in the stills appears to be only five or six years old. It's very similar to the little boy Yang Yunle met on the undersea tunnel train.

"This ...... Isn't that...... Could it be me? ”

Yang Yunle turned his head and asked the man in the black mask.

"It's us, you don't know, you ...... when you were five years old," the man in the black mask said and stopped here.

Needless to say, Yang Yunle also knew what he meant. He must have wanted to say that he was dead when he was five years old.

"Let's just go in and watch as spectators." Yang Yunle took a deep breath and made all the mental preparations, saying that everything would be useless.

The difference this time is that listening to the tone of the man in the black mask, this matter should be related to Guo Zai, so he subconsciously looked at Guo Zai a few more times, for fear that his mood was not very good.

However, at the moment it seems normal to be together.

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At that time, Yang Yunle was only five years old.

I always like to wear a plaid shirt and play with toys in the living room.

Jicai loves him very much, and there are all kinds of toys at home, piled up everywhere. But there has always been no woman's thing in the house, and there is no woman's breath, even if it passes through several points of time.

Yang Yunle never knew who his mother was.

Jicai, who worked overtime last night, didn't get up on time in the morning to cook for Xiao Yang Yunle because he slept late.

Yang Yunle had already slept in a room by himself at this time, and after he got up, he put on his slippers, changed his clothes, and then walked out of the bedroom door in a daze.

He touched his little belly, then walked to his father's present, tiptoed open the room, saw that Jicai was still asleep, and gently exited the room and pulled the doorknob.

Everything is so light, the child loves his father and doesn't want him to be too tired. But Yang Yunle was so hungry that he could only look for food everywhere.

The refrigerator and kitchen cabinets have been exhausted because of the overtime work of the recent centralized procurement.

He was so thirsty and hungry that he turned on the TV alone.

The TV was showing an aunt cooking, hunched over, beating eggs into the pot and stir-frying them a few times, then pouring white rice into the pot and stir-frying it endlessly.

Yang Yunle seemed to be able to smell the aroma of rice across the TV screen.

Suddenly, he was clever and ran to the refrigerator to confirm that there were leftovers and raw eggs in the refrigerator.

Why don't you make your own egg fried rice?

He carefully took out both the raw eggs and the cold rice. But he was only five years old, and he couldn't reach the stove at all, so he had to struggle to bring a stool, climb up, and stand on it.

Then he seriously imitated the aunt in the picture who knocked on the shell of the egg, and then poured the egg into the pot full of oil, and in an instant, the aroma of the egg came to the nose.

Yang Yunle nodded with satisfaction, then quickly stir-fried a few times and poured the white rice into it as well.

Although he is young, he can do things smoothly and is not inferior to adults.

He tugged at his head and stirred it up, and the sense of accomplishment in his heart was great.

But because he was too young and his hands were not strong enough, he couldn't make it hard after a few minutes of stir-frying.

At this time, the sound of music came from the TV in the living room, and he pricked up his ears and looked excited.

Wow, this is his favorite cartoon. He hurriedly put down the shovel in his hand, then ran to the living room, squatted in front of the TV and watched.

The kitchen window was wide open, and as soon as the wind blew in, it blew out the fire that was still burning on the stove, and the smell of gas filled the living room and kitchen.

After a while, Yang Yunle felt alone and began to gurgle again, he stood up, and was about to go to see if the food in the kitchen was ready, but he smelled a smell of rotten eggs.

But he was only five years old, and he knew what five years old, he didn't know that it was the smell of gas. He just thought the fire was out, and then gently twisted the ignition switch again.

Suddenly, with a bang, the kitchen burst into flames and a loud noise......

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The picture is still here.

Yang Yunle and Guo Zai's thoughts were withdrawn back, but their hearts couldn't be calm for a long time.

"How could such a thing happen, why not keep putting it down, what happened later?"

You don't have to think about it to know that just that spark at close range is enough to kill Yang Yunle's life.

"Later, then you died......" The look of the man in the black mask darkened again.

"I know I'm dead, but what does this have to do with the situation? Could it be that the child inside is not me, but Guo Zai? ”

Yang Yunle felt that there was no logic at all, but he died at the age of five, so it means that Jicai began to reverse time and space to save him from the age of five.

Thinking that he had done so much for himself, but he didn't call his father properly, I was still very sad.

"Because Kuang Tsai also died in the fire you lit......"

Such words are unwilling for men in black masks to speak, and even eternal pain in their hearts, the past cannot be reversed.

"What ???"

Yang Yunle and Guo Zai were dumbfounded, they glanced at each other, and couldn't wait to ask the man in the black mask, "What do you mean by this?" ”

The black-masked man's eyes seemed to have a trace of tears in his eyes, and then he pointed to the glass curtain wall, "What you see next may make you a little uncomfortable, but this is the truth, you should be prepared in your hearts." ”

Before Yang Yunle could react, they only felt that their thoughts were drawn back into the picture.

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After the explosion sound of Yang Yunle's kitchen sounded, the scene shifted to the residents upstairs.

Because it was the weekend, everyone was sleeping at home, and they didn't even realize the disaster was coming.

Upstairs there lives a couple, the couple is sleeping in the bedroom, it seems to be a pair of very young parents, the man is taller, and the woman is passable.

Among them was a child asleep, about four or five years old.

The child was hugged by his mother and fell asleep, with a sweet smile on his face, which should have had a good dream.

The living room of this house was filled with foam, a white flammable material, and fruit was stored in the foam. At first glance, this should be a business that sells fruits.

The flames spread down the kitchen, and then first ignited some of the cardboard and foam boxes that were placed in the kitchen.

Because the family slept in the bedroom, they didn't notice anything unusual at first.

Slowly, the child moved his nose, as if to ask what was wrong, and then opened his eyes, only to see smoke coming in through the crack in the bedroom door.

"Mommy, Mommy, Daddy, Daddy......" The child quickly pushed the parents next to him.