The doorbell rang for a while, and a man in his fifties or sixties walked into the villa. He looked at the man in black with a puzzled look on his face: "Excuse me, who are you?"
The man in black looked towards the car. At this moment, Duan Lingxiao rolled down the window, looked at the man and smiled, "Uncle Luo, long time no see."
When Uncle Luo saw him, he couldn't believe his eyes. He rubbed them and continued to look. When he found that he was not dazzled, he was trembling with excitement. Without saying a word, he hurriedly opened the door, "Young Master, am I seeing things?"
"It's me, you're not mistaken." Duan Lingxiao looked at him with a gentle smile, "Where's my mom? Is she here?"
"She's here! She's here!" Uncle Luo wiped his tears and shouted towards the second floor of the villa, "Miss, the young master has woken up, he's back! Miss, please come down quickly."
At this moment, Mrs. Duan upstairs looked at the person who had not woken up, and felt a sense of despair, "Is it closed?"
The employee beside him lowered his head, a look of guilt on his face. "The passage is indeed closed. I'm sorry, Mrs. Duan. I really tried my best."
"But, my son and...he, are they going to have to stay in there forever?" Mrs. Duan's voice was trembling, and she almost couldn't breathe.
"sorry."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was an excited shout from outside.
"Miss, the young master has woken up and is back! Please come down quickly."
Mrs. Duan suddenly raised her head and looked out the window, as if she couldn't believe what she heard. She stared blankly at the employee, tears sliding down her cheeks. "Did you hear that?"
The staff nodded hurriedly, their faces excited. "I heard it. Butler Luo said that Young Master Duan is back. Madam Duan, we succeeded!"
Mrs. Duan smiled, her lips trembling, but she cried out. She got up and ran downstairs desperately, her footsteps quick and rhythmic.
When he reached the door, he caught a glimpse of the figure that haunted him and yelled, "Xiao'er!"
Duan Lingxiao walked quickly forward with the support of Uncle Luo, and the two hugged each other tightly.
Mrs. Duan burst into tears and said, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
Duan Lingxiao: "Mom, I'm sorry for making you worry about me."
"Silly boy, what are you talking about? I'm your mother, why should I say sorry?" Mrs. Duan sniffed, adjusted her breathing, looked up, touched his face and said with a smile: "As long as you can come back safely, Mom is willing to do anything. By the way, where is Yan Xi?"
"Yan Xi?" Duan Lingxiao was stunned for a moment, then he grabbed her hand tightly. "Mom, how do you know Yan Xi? Have you met him?"
"Of course I have. If he hadn't come to me specifically to open a channel to the real world, how could you have woken up?" Mrs. Duan said with a smile: "Yan Xi is a kind-hearted child and treats you well. Now that you are back, Mom wants to hold a wedding for you. You are not a child anymore, it's time to get married."
Hearing this, Duan Lingxiao lowered his head, a trace of pain flashing across his eyes, "Yan Xi... didn't come out."
"What?!" Mrs. Duan was shocked. "What's going on? Why didn't he come out?"
"In order to get me out, he led away the group of people who were trying to stop us from coming back, and chose to... self-destruct." Duan Lingxiao's voice was clearly off when he said the last two words, and his heart was twitching.
"Self-destruct?" Mrs. Duan didn't understand the words, but she roughly understood what they meant. The color immediately drained from her face. "No wonder... no wonder he hasn't made any movement for so long."
"But, Mom, it's okay. Yan Xi is very special. He can transform into various NPCs, that is, into living things in various games. His death this time doesn't mean he is gone. He is still alive, but I don't know what kind of person he has become. As long as I enter the game world to look for him, I will definitely find him." Duan Lingxiao comforted her with a smile.
But only he himself knew that these words were actually comforting himself.
He held onto hope, but he was still filled with anxiety. That anxiety grew bigger and bigger as time went by, and it almost swallowed him up.
"Really? That's good. In that case, we should quickly find a way to find him, open the passage, and rescue him." Mrs. Duan felt relieved.
"Oh, Mom, you said Yan Xi came to see you on his own initiative, so he must have seen him in person. Where is he now? I want to see him." Duan Lingxiao's face was full of urgency. Seeing this, Mrs. Duan nodded quickly, "He's upstairs now. I'll take you there."
Mrs. Duan supported him and wanted to walk slowly, but Duan Lingxiao was afraid. He couldn't wait to see Yan Xi and seek some comfort.
As long as he is sure that others are fine, Yan Xi must still be alive.
In this way, Duan Lingxiao relied on the belief in his heart and actually regained some strength in his body. He climbed up the stairs quickly and fell several times because of weak legs, but he didn't have time to care.
When they reached the room upstairs and opened the door, the employee stood up and looked at them, with a person lying on the sofa next to him.
Duan Lingxiao strode over and looked at the rather handsome man. He stretched out his trembling hand and was about to touch his face. The man's eyes moved, and he slowly opened them, looking at him blankly, "Who are you?"
Duan Lingxiao was ecstatic and hugged him tightly, "Yanxi, it's me, I'm Duan Lingxiao. I'm so glad you're okay. I finally see you."
The man was completely bewildered. He looked around the unfamiliar room and the stranger in front of him, and subconsciously pushed him away, looking at them warily, "Who are you? Where is this?! What on earth do you want to do by bringing me here?!"
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