Chapter 66 Fifteen Years Ago, Koze

"Are you leaving?"

Hearing the noise beside her, Yu Nianqing forced herself to get up. The silk sheet slipped off her body, revealing her snow-white skin and the alluring marks left from the previous night.

"Yes, it's time."

Hengxing kissed his forehead, then got up and put on her clothes.

"Wow, that was fast! But I'm still so sleepy."

Yu Nianqing leaned against the headboard, squinting as she watched her movements. Her pajamas kept surging up, making it difficult for her to even open her eyes.

Hengxing: "It's normal to be sleepy."

After all, if you think about it carefully, the two of them had only closed their eyes three hours ago.

"You can take another nap. I'll make breakfast for An'an and the fried chicken." Hengxing got dressed and left the room, closing the door behind him.

That's what she said, but Yu Nianqing was worried that Hengxing would be late for work. After hesitating for half a minute, she got up and dressed, then went out and headed to the nursery.

Hengxing was helping the child get dressed. Under her direction, the child stood crookedly on the quilt, sleepily reaching for the clothes.

Taro Bobo poked its head out of the rattan bird's nest by the window, looking around cleverly.

"Captain Heng, you should go to work first, it wouldn't be good if you were late." Yu Nianqing walked to the bedside.

Hengxing glanced at the terminal and realized it was indeed getting late, so she gently put the child back on the bed. "I'll be going now."

As soon as An'an lay back on the pillow, she immediately closed her eyes and fell asleep again, just like a fish returning to water.

Yu Nianqing stood by the bed watching her, finding it amusing, but still pulled the child up to get dressed. If she slept in the morning, she would throw a tantrum at night, running around the house, which was very annoying.

A two-year-old child can be quite frightening when they throw a tantrum.

"An'an, wake up."

She ruffled the child's black curly hair.

After getting dressed, the baby robot led An'an downstairs, and the white taro boba followed her, jumping down the steps one by one.

Yu Nianqing went to the kitchen, first poured Taro Boba's bird food into its special bowl and placed it on the table, then put the cake batter that she had mixed yesterday into the waffle maker.

A few minutes later, the fragrant waffles came out of the oven, attracting the children and parrots who were playing on the living room sofa.

Pour the waffles out of the machine.

Yu Nianqing asked, "An'an, what kind of sauce do you want to eat today?"

A child's sweet voice came from behind, "Ketchup!"

Yu Nianqing was both amused and exasperated. "This doesn't taste good with ketchup."

The child walked up to him, hugged his leg, and said sweetly, "I want ketchup."

"Ketchup, ketchup, ketchup..."

"Okay, okay."

Yu Nianqing specially cut out a small piece and spread it with tomato sauce, so that she wouldn't refuse to eat it later because she thought it didn't taste good.

Heng Ming'an is a very creative child who is always looking for new ideas.

Yesterday she chose wasabi, took one bite and then sat on the stool and started crying loudly.

Compared to mustard, ketchup is far less exotic, but still barely acceptable.

After the children finished eating, Yu Nianqing placed the baby, the bird, and the robot in the toy room before returning to her room for a nap.

It's 9:30 now, and he's set an alarm for 11:00 on his terminal.

Then I had to get up and make lunch for the children.

I was so tired last night.

He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, and the next time he opened his eyes was when the alarm clock rang.

I promised An'an yesterday I'd make potato and ham pies. The potatoes are in the third cabinet by the kitchen door, and the ham is in the refrigerator. But before I knead the dough, I need to give An'an a small glass of water first, and then put sunflower seeds and corn in the taro pudding bowl...

I habitually walk to the window, pull back the curtains, and feel the warmth of the midday sun.

It should be the height of summer now, the sun is glaring...

Yu Nianqing: ?

Why isn't there any sun?

He opened the window and leaned out. His exposed skin felt that the temperature was about ten degrees lower than he had expected, as if he had suddenly returned to spring.

The entrance was no longer the familiar courtyard, but a neat cement path, with a row of green trees about the same height as his room planted along the outer edge of the path.

Where is this?

Where are the children?

He rushed out of the room and found that the layout of the house was completely different from what he remembered.

He searched the house thoroughly but couldn't find the child. The entire house was empty; he was all alone.

After wandering around, Yu Nianqing returned to the room where she started and found that the decoration and signs of use were consistent with her memory.

This is his bedroom.

No, that's not right.

It's a bit empty.

He found it strange until he opened the wardrobe and discovered that Hengxing's clothes had all disappeared.

Only then did I realize that only my belongings remained in the room.

The room felt both familiar and strange, with no trace of Hengxing's presence.

The device on my wrist is still there; it's the familiar style.

He opened his terminal, which showed 7:50 a.m.

Um?

Even more surprisingly, the terminal showed the current time as fifteen years ago, and the location in the upper left corner read "Koze Star".

Standing in front of the window, Yu Nianqing stared at the terminal on her wrist, lost in confusion.

He had previously suspected a serious incident such as a kidnapping, but who would allow a kidnapped person to roam freely?

Is it just a dream?

He had never had such a vivid dream before.

He only just noticed the extra pattern on his wrist, which was hidden under the terminal and not very noticeable.

Yu Nianqing pulled the terminal up a little.

Is this a butterfly?

In the popular TV series "Dream Within a Dream" last year, the protagonist's way of determining whether he was in a dream was to check if he had an extra butterfly tattoo on his body.

So was he dreaming?

After some thought, he reluctantly accepted the reality that he was dreaming.

The unfamiliar environment crashed his brain, and Yu Nianqing looked helplessly out the window as a small electric car sped past on the path in front of him.

He hadn't paid any attention to the car at first, but then he noticed the driver's long, blond hair.

A name came out without thinking.

"Hengxing!"

One second later, the electric scooter stopped.

The blonde, golden-eyed female Alpha, carrying a backpack, turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Sir, is there something you need?"

A familiar yet unfamiliar face; Yu Nianqing had never seen Captain Heng so young before.

The information he had just received was like scattered beads, which he picked up again and strung together.

This is Keze Star fifteen years ago, so the person in front of you is Captain Heng, who is eighteen years old?

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Wasn't this house previously uninhabited? Who is this?

Hengxing glanced at the time; she was going to be late for class, and she was getting a little anxious.

But the man who had just called out to her didn't say anything and just kept looking at her with a strange expression.

It gave her a chill down her spine.

Hengxing wanted to question him, but she firmly believed that everyone in the world with a mouth was a potential customer for her family's cake shop.

Offending customers is a bad thing.

She patiently asked again, "Sir, is there anything I can help you with? Would you like to buy some cookies?"

Every morning, she would bring homemade cookies and toast to school to sell to classmates who forgot to buy breakfast.

Having slept together for so many years, Yu Nianqing could sense the impatience hidden beneath her calm exterior. Not knowing what to say, she could only go along with her, "Yes, I want to buy cookies with you."

Oh, so you wanted to buy cookies.

Upon hearing this, Heng Xing immediately put on a polite, businesslike smile, parked the car on the side of the road, walked to the window and looked up at him, "Sir, what flavor would you like?"

Yu Nianqing had no idea what tasted like; he just wanted to talk to this young, unfamiliar Heng Xing more.

Seeing his hesitation, Hengxing, with her rich sales experience, continued, "We have chocolate, milk, and original flavors."

"Give me one can of each," Yu Nianqing said.

As I watched her smile grow more genuine, it was no longer the cold and distant fake smile from before.

She happily took out a light pink paper bag from her spatial button and put three jars of cookies into the bag. "Sir, my dad makes cookies that are affordable and delicious. These will cost forty-five star coins in total."

Such a big can for only fifteen yuan is really a great deal.

Yu Nianqing scanned the money into her phone using the terminal, then reached out and took the bag from her hand.

Hengxing looked at the "Received forty-five" message that popped up on the terminal and felt so happy that he wanted to hum a little tune.

But when she scrolled down, she realized it was already past eight o'clock, and she was completely late.

She sighed, thinking about the text she was about to be punished with copying.

Since being late is a given, let's create more value instead.

Immediately, Hengxing looked up at the man by the window, her smile unwavering.

"Handsome sir, would you like to try our cake shop's toast?"

"It's delicious."

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