Sure enough, Teng Pingmao took two steps and suddenly stopped.
He stared at the woman sitting beside the bed, dumbfounded.
For a moment, he felt his mouth dry, as if the most horrifying nightmare in his heart had come true, but also as if the most desired dream in his life had come true.
He couldn't help but raise his hand and point at Xia Chujian, stammering, "Hui... Huihui! Are you Huihui?!"
Xia Chujian didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded slightly.
Her smile was exactly the same as Tong Xiaohui's sunny smile in the photo.
At this time, Qilu was busy debugging the electronic synthesized sound.
It entered the orphanage's internal system from the orphanage's official website, found some videos of Tong Xiaohui during her lifetime, and is now simulating and synthesizing Tong Xiaohui's voice.
Xia Chujian had Shao Siming's black and silver mecha collar on her neck, which had a voice system inside that allowed her to disguise Tong Xiaohui's voice.
Teng Pingmao thought he was dreaming.
He didn't dare to go forward, but just looked at Tong Xiaohui greedily, as if he could never see enough.
After a long while, he murmured to himself: "I know, I am dreaming... I must be dreaming..."
"Meihui, I've dreamed of you many times."
"Every time, I regret why I didn't stop you..."
"You won't lose anything if you don't go on that mission. If I stop you..."
Xia Chujian was listening quietly to Teng Pingmao's words, when she suddenly felt a slight tingling in her neck. This was Qilu reminding her that her voice had been adjusted and she could speak.
Xia Chujian's eyes narrowed slightly, looking towards the door.
Until she saw wisps of white mist spreading from the living room outside and gradually covering the entire bedroom.
The atmosphere in the room became even more dreamy.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Only when the atmosphere became so lively did she begin to speak.
Xia Chujian showed a resentful expression: "Brother Ping, why don't you tell me what that planet really looks like?"
Her voice was exactly the voice of Tong Xiaohui that Qilu had tuned using an electronic synthesizer system.
However, although the tone is the same, the speakers are different, and the speaking speed and tone are different, so there is still a slight difference from the real Tong Xiaohui's voice.
If it wasn't so late, so dark, and Teng Pingmao so tired, he would have been able to hear it.
But it was precisely because of these factors combined that Teng Pingmao didn't hear anything at all. Instead, he was ecstatic and was about to pounce on the person on the bed.
Swish!
Xia Chujian quickly stood up and left.
Her movements were too fast to be real.
Teng Pingmao also suffered all night, and it was the early morning when he was at his most vulnerable. He didn't even see how the person on the bed disappeared.
I just felt like I blinked, and that person disappeared...
Teng Pingmao rubbed his eyes and looked at the head of his bed. Where was the shadow of the person in his heart?
Was it really a dream?
Teng Pingmao slowly lowered his head and looked at the white mist rolling at his feet.
I became more convinced that I was dreaming.
Teng Pingmao, who was already dizzy due to extreme lack of sleep, felt even more confused.
His memory suddenly went back to his childhood when he was the leader of the children in the orphanage.
Although he was an orphan at that time, he got along well with his friends, and the nanny in the orphanage loved him very much.
He attended public schools in that small city and was always ranked first in all high schools in the city.
He is also the favorite of teachers and the backbone of his classmates.
It can be said that although he was an orphan, his life was better than that of ordinary people before he went to college.
But when his memory returned to college, it was filled with the sadness of falling from the peak to the bottom.
As the top scorer in the college entrance examination on Kanli Star and admitted to Beichen University, he gradually discovered that in such a school, good grades are of no use at all.
Once you enter college, what you compete on is no longer your personal grades and qualities, but your family background and context.
When those noble classmates spent a lot of money to invite all the classmates to the best club on Beichen Star for "happy time".
When the descendants of high-ranking officials were easily given the opportunity to serve as interns in the cabinet or even the royal guards.
He had no choice but to take on some ordinary tutoring jobs with his perfect transcript.
He also wanted to be an intern in the Senate, the Cabinet, or even the Royal Family. He also wanted to be promoted by a noble person after graduation and soar to the top...
But he also knew that it was impossible!
How can an ordinary person without family background and connections achieve success?
He had to suppress himself desperately in order to gain a place in front of those students from aristocratic families.
In his memory, he didn't even recall many things about his first love.
He got his first love by showing his affection to make himself look less of a failure.
She wasn't really his type.
Instead, after joining the army, the joy of reuniting with his orphanage friend Tong Xiaohui prevailed.
He couldn't help but recall every moment he spent with her.
The girl trusted him unconditionally and adored him wholeheartedly.
In her heart, he is an irreplaceable academic master, a good man, and a hero!
She was so devoted to him, but he... let her down...
So she died and became a spirit, but she also wanted to come back to see him, right?
Teng Pingmao sat on the edge of the bed, covering his face with his hands, tears sliding down through his fingers.
He choked and said, "Hui Hui... Hui Hui... I miss you... I really miss you... I regret... I really regret..."
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