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Day one hundred and nine

——Hello, aren’t you curious who I am?

Hua Ling sent the message, but Fang Qitian did not reply in time.

Hua Ling raised her head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was five forty in the afternoon. It should be dinner at this time.

Lu Ya was also washing rice and cooking.

Ten minutes later, a message alert came from the phone.

Hua Ling could see the message content on the lock screen without clicking it.

--you say.

Lu Ya also came over and saw the message from Fang Qitian. He looked at Hua Ling and said, "Cherish words like gold."

"I remember that I didn't speak much to men, and I talked more to girls. Many ladies said I was cute, although I don't think I'm cute anymore." Hua Ling unlocked her phone and started typing.

——I am you in the future.

--roll.

As expected.

Just when Hua Ling covered her mouth because of the word "go" and didn't know how to continue speaking, the message box added a few more lines:

--no offense

[I just think it’s ridiculous

[Prove it, tell me something that only we know

【...I'm sorry, I spoke too quickly

It feels like a familiar feeling. I have to say too many words to apologize. I have never said so much when writing a self-review.

Hua Ling thought about several things and picked one that was more representative.

——I had a grand celebration on my tenth birthday. I invited my classmates to come with me, including a very naughty male classmate.

[At that time, my father also gave us an expensive watch as a birthday gift, but when it was over, the male classmate threw it to the ground, and then it became unusable.

[But the box where the watch was kept remains, and some trinkets are kept, right?

Fang Qitian watched the messages popping up one after another on the other side and recalled the scene at that time.

Fang Qitian would hate that man all his life, because if the watch could be preserved, it would be the most precious gift from Fang Qitian's father. After that, Fang Qitian would rarely have a decent birthday.

Because my birthday coincided with the National Day, no one focused on me. On my last birthday, my father didn’t spend time with me because of a friend he hadn’t seen in several years.

The birthday meal was just a casual meal, and the cake was a small bread that can be found everywhere in snack shops.

Those who have seen the light cannot endure the darkness.

When Fang Qitian saw Hua Ling telling her about the box, she took out a black iron box from the drawer beside her. The iron box was already rusty. After opening it, there were all kinds of things she liked inside.

Trinkets.

——You are right, but why did you come to me?

——You need a friend who you can talk to about everything and who can understand you

Fang Qitian didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Suddenly, Hua Ling sent a screenshot to Fang Qitian. It was a notice of the comic exhibition, with the time and location written down.

——?

Fang Qitian raised a question mark.

——Would you like to come and meet?

——Meeting at Comic Con? I really have you

——Meet you at the door, I bought the tickets for you

--When?

--first day

--good

A week after that comic show, Fang Qitian packed up his satchel and looked at the satchel again and felt that something was missing. He wanted to add some decorations.

What to wear with black satchel?

Fang Qitian suddenly looked at the white pendant on the hook. She adjusted the pendant rope to make it shorter, and then tied it to her satchel.

That night, when Fang Qitian was lying on the bed, he was thinking about the person on the other side of the phone: He said such things, he must not be a liar, what is the point of lying to me? And the exhibition he invited me to

They are known to have a lot of people, so they shouldn't be trying to abduct me at the exhibition, right?

Finally fell asleep.

In his sleep, Fang Qitian seemed to be standing in a dark world where he couldn't see his fingers. Suddenly, there was a faint white light in front of him.

Fang Qitian trotted towards the direction of the white light, walking slowly when he could see something.

She saw the outline of the white light getting bigger, and there were four people in the light, two men and two women, two adults and two children.

"Dad, what kind of adult do you think I will grow into?" These words came from the girl's mouth.

"Of course Ling'er will be a powerful adult. Of course, no matter how Ling'er becomes, Ling'er will always be the apple of his eye."

Suddenly the boy next to him said: "I will protect my sister!"

"Forget it, Shuo'er can't even beat Ling'er..."

As Fang Qitian gradually approached the four figures, the figures of three of them suddenly became transparent and dim. When Fang Qitian walked in front of them, only the figure of a man was left.

"Who are you? Who is Ling'er?" Fang Qitian asked the man in front of her. She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could feel that the man was also looking at her.

The man's figure gradually became clearer. Fang Qitian saw the man taking a few steps towards her, so she stepped back to keep her distance.

The man was wearing an ancient costume robe, had a black beard, tied his hair and wore a crown. The man said kindly: "Ling'er is you, my daughter, Hua Ling."

"You are mistaken, my name is Fang Qitian, Fang, Qi, Tian." Fang Qitian also emphasized, "And my dad... is not as good-looking as you."

I have to say that the man in front of me looks older with a beard, but compared with Fang Qitian's father's beer belly and disheveled face, he looks much better.

The man squatted down and looked at Fang Qi Tian: "Then think about it, who is Hua Ling?"

Spend zero?

It’s the person who added Fang Qitian as a friend today and claims to be the future Fang Qitian.

"It seems...it's me too." Fang Qitian said hesitantly, "But this is unreasonable? I have a father, who are you? It's impossible for me to go back and recreate it, right?"

The man reached out and touched Fang Qitian's cheek. Fang Qitian seemed to feel the calluses on the man's hand: "Ling'er calls this 'travelling'. You may understand this word better."

Fang Qitian was stunned: "Time travel? She traveled to ancient times and then returned to the present?"

The man shook his head: "No, Ling'er has lived since my death until now."

Fang Qitian instantly opened his eyes and woke up. When he woke up, he found that the alarm clock set on the bedside table had not yet gone off. After looking at the time, he turned off the alarm clock.

I picked up my phone and sent a message to my newly added friend: Good morning.

Then start dressing and washing up.



Hua Ling went to bed early after finishing some things in the company. She never bought a bed in another room, so Lu Ya and Hua Ling shared the same bed for a few days.

While sitting on the bed, I used a small table to hold my notebook. After saying good night to Fang Qitian, I watched cartoons.

Lu Ya was sitting next to him reading a book. He noticed that Hua Ling was enjoying watching animations and asked, "Do you want to buy a projector when you get to the new house? I see that you have a large piece of white wall. It should be good to watch these. And

Much cheaper than TV.”

"Okay." With that said, Hua Ling opened the form in split screen and added the projector to the things he would buy later.

Hua Ling watched the animation quite late. He didn’t get up until almost noon the next day. The first thing he did after getting up was to look at his phone.

Fang Qitian sent Hua Ling a message at five o'clock in the morning: Good morning.

Hua Ling sighed: "I got up so early...earlier than I go to work..."

"Don't be confused. You don't have to go to the company to go to work. Get up." Lu Ya patted the quilt on Hua Ling's back to make Hua Ling wake up.

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