In Jiang Ning's eyes, sour tears were constantly trembling.

A glistening tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

Her cheeks were moist and sore.

"Tongtong, I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... Tong Tong ......"

Jiang Ning's heart was as if it was tightly pinched by an invisible palm, and he couldn't breathe in heartache.

The white light in front of him seemed to be proof of the existence of the space boy.

Even if the last wisp is left, it is still protecting Jiang Ning at the most dangerous time.

How can such a child not be liked and distressed?

However, such a cute and well-behaved child, Jiang Ning lost him.

"Tong Tong ......"

Jiang Ning whimpered and kept muttering the name of the space boy.

During this period.

The white light that lingered on Jiang Ning's body was slowly dissipating.

Disappears.

"Don't!"

Jiang Ning quickly stretched out his hand, trying to grab something.

But the white light that disperses is like water vapor in the sun.

Nothing was left at all.

Jiang Ning's palms were empty, and he couldn't grasp anything at all.

Can't catch it......

It's as if she can't change the reality that the Space Boy has vanished.

"Tong Tong ...... Tong Tong ......"

Lingbao space.

Only her sour call was still echoing over and over again.

For the first time since the crossing, Jiang Ning fell into this powerless sadness.

I couldn't extricate myself for a long time.

Poof.

A sound suddenly appeared in Jiang Ning's ears.

"Tong Tong! Is that you?! ”

Jiang Ning was stunned.

His teary eyes immediately looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

How she hoped that the little figure familiar in her mind could continue to appear in cute Hanfu.

But.

That's a wish that won't come true.

In that place, there was no child, but a small notebook was dropped.

Jiang Ning picked up the familiar notebook.

It was a small book that children used every day.

At the beginning, Jiang Ning would tell the space boy a lot of things, and the child would be like a little adult, carefully recording them in the notebook.

Time in the Lingbao space is much faster than in the outside world.

Sometimes, Jiang Ning may just not enter the Lingbao space for a day, but for the space boy, it is a long, long time.

Tong Tong was afraid that he would forget things, and all the things that happened in the Lingbao space would be recorded in his small book one by one.

After Jiang Ning appeared, he told her everything.

When the farmland is harvested, when the new crops are ripe, when the spiritual power of the Lingbao space increases.

The serious little boy would look up proudly, and his dark eyes would sparkle.

He was awkward and refused to let go.

But that little expression was obviously looking forward to Jiang Ning's praise.

Later, the two cooperated tacitly, and Jiang Ning no longer needed to worry about the affairs of Lingbao Space, and all of them were handed over to the space boy to be responsible.

Tong Tong no longer talked about what happened in the Lingbao space, but was more curious about the outside world.

For example, canned yellow peaches that are so delicious that they can cure diseases......

For example, an electric fan that shakes its head and blows the air......

For example, the radio, television, and even mobile phones that Jiang Ning once mentioned......

There are many, many things that have been unheard of for thousands of years.

Jiang Ning trembled his hands, held Tong Tong's notebook tightly, and carefully turned the first page.

She immediately saw the familiar handwriting.

Tong Tong likes to write with a brush, even if Jiang Ning later gave him a more convenient pencil, but he still stubbornly uses a brush.

He was young, but he wrote a good hand.

On the notebook, Lingbao Tongzi's handwriting is neat and neat, and the pen is powerful.

It doesn't look like it was written by a child at all.

Every page in the notebook is full of memories related to Jiang Ning.

There are even some crooked patterns.

A little adult who is good at writing calligraphy, but not good at drawing.

But the space boy wants to remember all this more clearly for himself.

He drew matsutake mushrooms strung together with branches, and wrote "First Delicious" next to it.

He painted layers of peach blossom crisps, and still signed "New No. 1 Delicious" next to him.

This kind of childish and childlike tone that belongs to children can be seen everywhere in the notebook.

Jiang Ningzai looked at the notebook carefully, as if he was re-experiencing the time with the space boy.

Slowly.

She flipped to the last page of the notebook.

On that page, there are three round heads and round brains, which look like three children.

The one in the middle is a little bigger, and the two around are a little smaller.

The older child is hugging the other two little ones with open arms.

Tong Tong wrote on the side.

"I want to be the best big brother and protect the little ones."

See this line.

The tears that Jiang Ning had just held back burst out of his eyes again.

Tears flowed down her cheeks, down her tiny chin, and then onto the notebook in her hand.

Jiang Ning hurriedly wiped it.

She closed her notebook and held it tightly in her arms.

Tong Tong ......

You are already ...... Already the best big brother!

……

"Ning Meizi, Ning Meizi, Ning Meizi......"

Wang Chunxia came back with a hot lunch and found Jiang Ning asleep.

If it's just normal sleep, it doesn't matter.

But Jiang Ning was still crying while sleeping.

A tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

Wang Chunxia was afraid that something would happen to Jiang Ning, so after hesitating, she woke Jiang Ning up.

Jiang Ning slowly opened his eyes, his expression looking trance-like.

Her eyes were wet with tears.

In his eyes, there was endless sadness.

Where had Wang Chunxia seen Jiang Ning's appearance, and she was immediately startled.

"Sister Ning, what's wrong with you? Could it be that the body is uncomfortable again? I'm going to ask the old doctor to come over—"

Wang Chunxia was anxious and worried, and hurried to leave.

Jiang Ning hurriedly grabbed her clothes.

"Sister Chunxia, I'm fine. I...... I just had a nightmare and was just scared. ”

"Really just scared?"

Wang Chunxia turned around and looked at Jiang Ning suspiciously, not daring to let go easily.

Jiang Ning blinked, dissipating the moisture in his eyes, and tried to suppress the sadness in his heart.

She took a deep breath.

"Well, it's just scared, I'll be fine after a while."

"That's good, that's good. Sister Ning, I was so nervous just now, how can people who fall asleep still cry. Let's not talk about that, don't think too much about it, eat lunch first. Eat more, and your body can recover well. ”

"Okay."

Jiang Ning nodded lightly.

She didn't expect that the sadness she experienced in the Lingbao space would also be expressed in the real world.

It's like.

The Lingbao space and the real world have become more connected.