In Xia Chuhe's memory, she moved many times.
Because she is an unfortunate person, she always brings disaster to those around her, and these disasters often result in the loss of life.
Whenever someone close to her dies, Xia Qingxue and Lu Xingyi move with her.
When Xia Chuhe was very young, his family was not wealthy; their only asset was a dilapidated self-built house.
Later, Xia Qingxue earned some money and demolished and rebuilt the house. However, she overestimated her family's financial resources and didn't expect that the money was only enough to build the house, not enough to renovate it.
The house was ultimately only given a simple renovation, all of which was done by Xia Qingxue and Lu Xingyi themselves.
The only thing that required a lot of effort was Xia Chuhe's room.
Little Xia Chuhe imagines living in an ocean-like room like a mermaid, but she can't define her needs and only repeatedly asks for a blue room.
Xia Qingxue painted her room blue, a calm and monotonous color that lacked any sense of depth or rich ecosystem reminiscent of the ocean.
When Xia Chuhe saw this ugly room, tears immediately streamed down her face.
Xia Qingxue hurriedly wiped away her tears and patiently coaxed her to speak, finally understanding Xia Chuhe's thoughts after a great deal of effort.
After understanding her daughter's true thoughts, Xia Qingxue used her meager savings to buy new paint, as well as decorations such as seashells, small fish, shrimp, and crabs. In her simple and unpretentious home, she specially decorated a princess room with an ocean theme for Xia Chuhe.
Unfortunately, Xia Chuhe moved out of the room after only a few days, despite the effort he had put into it.
At this moment, Xia Chuhe is standing in this ocean-themed princess room, scratching the ground with her toes, lamenting her childish aesthetic sense from her childhood.
In front of her sat a younger version of herself, flipping through a picture book about plants.
Xia Chuhe, who has traveled through time again, is wearing the same pajamas he wore when he first left the modern world. In his pocket, he only has a cell phone and a Want Want milk candy.
The only difference was the watch on his wrist.
Xia Chuhe squatted down, took out some candy, and kindly handed it to his younger self.
However, young Xia Chuhe completely ignored her.
Xia Chuhe, unwilling to give up, handed the candy to her other self, only to find that the candy had slipped through her hand.
She can't see herself.
Xia Chuhe immediately realized this.
No, it's not that simple.
The fact that the candy is passed through the hands of young Xia Chuhe means that the candy is not simply invisible, but rather that it does not exist in the same time and space as young Xia Chuhe.
That is, the adult version of Xia Chuhe and the juvenile version of Xia Chuhe do not exist in the same time and space.
So, she could only watch helplessly as Xia Chuhe grew up, unable to do anything about it.
If that's the case, what's the point of time travel?
...
The young version of Xia Chuhe puts down the picture book and runs out in his little slippers.
Xia Chuhe hurriedly followed behind her.
The young version of Xia Chuhe ran out of the living room and into the side room—the kitchen—where he rummaged through drawers and cabinets, as if looking for something.
While searching, the kitchen door was pushed open.
An unfamiliar adult male stands against the light at the doorway.
"Who are you?"
"The people who came to kill you."
The man, holding a dagger, approached Xia Chuhe step by step.
Da Xia was anxiously watching the fields being hoeed when his wristwatch suddenly flashed.
The man paused, his gaze warily fixed on Da Xia Chu He.
Meeting the man's gaze, Xia Chuhe realized her opportunity had come, and she subconsciously used her most proficient superpower—setting fire.
After setting the fire, Xia Chuhe pulled out a gun and shot the man. The bullet passed through the man's forehead but left no mark.
The watch only gave her about two seconds.
Inside the raging flames, the man screamed in agony.
Outside the raging fire, Xia Chuhe was crying out.
Xia Chuhe set a fierce fire, and the kitchen was filled with wooden cabinets. What was even more terrifying was that there was a gas cylinder under one of the cabinets.
If the flames continue to burn, Xia Chuhe is unsure how long it will take for the gas cylinder to catch fire, or how long it will take for an explosion to occur...
Xia Chuhe wanted to take her younger self away, but no matter how many times she tried, her arms would only pass through her tiny body in vain.
Xia Chuhe paced around anxiously, and accidentally touched his cell phone in his pocket.
Will mobile phones from 20 years from now be able to contact people from 20 years ago?
Xia Chuhe didn't know, but she had to try, and could only try.
She dialed the number that required no thought, a number so familiar it was etched into her muscle memory.
Hello—
Those three simple words brought tears to Xia Chuhe's eyes. She covered her eyes and choked out, "Your daughter is in danger. Please come home immediately."
"Okay." Xia Qingxue replied with only one word, as if she already knew the identity of the caller.
Xia Chuhe didn't have to wait long. Xia Qingxue, using some unknown method, returned home within a minute and rescued the crying young version of Xia Chuhe from the sea of fire.
The young Xia Chuhe escaped danger. Xia Chuhe thought she would leave, but she did not; she remained in this past timeline.
With nothing else to do, Xia Chuhe followed behind Xia Qingxue, observing the young mother.
Xia Chuhe's growth corresponds to Xia Qingxue's passing away. Although she had seen her mother when she was young, when Xia Chuhe thought of her mother, the first thing that came to mind was always her middle age—her eyes drooped slightly, her nasolabial folds became deep, and she always seemed somewhat serious and unapproachable.
At this moment, the young mother was treating her child with great tenderness.
Xia Qingxue gently comforted Xia Chuhe, telling her that her mother was there and she didn't need to be afraid.
Xia Qingxue poured Xia Chuhe a glass of water and coaxed her to drink it.
Xia Chuhe cried herself to sleep.
Xia Qingxue placed the sleeping Xia Chuhe on the bed, then methodically made a phone call and tidied up the living room and kitchen.
The adult Xia Chuhe watched Xia Qingxue do housework with mixed feelings, not quite understanding Xia Qingxue's thought process.
As Xia Chuhe passed the trash can in the living room, he saw two unfolded pieces of paper inside—
Don't go home, keep your phone accessible.
Do not leave home
Xia Qingxue must have known that something bad was going to happen in her family, perhaps she just didn't know the details.
Xia Qingxue's special ability is to disrupt time and space. This is the name Xia Chuhe gave to her ability. Specifically, it allows her to exchange items she has in different time and space.
So, these two notes...
It was written by Xia Qingxue in the future and then exchanged with Xia Qingxue in the past.
But how far into the future is this?
Half an hour later? A day later? Or twenty years later?
Xia Chuhe couldn't guess.
Perhaps it was just some nonsense written by Xia Qingxue when she was bored.
Soon, Xia Chuhe realized that there was no point in her leaving.
Her father, Lu Xingyi, returned, bringing another woman with him.
Xia Chuhe recognized the woman—Deng Congrong, Aunt Deng.
When she was very young, Deng Congrong started doing business with the Xia family.
After the Xia family's business grew, Deng Congrong became the manager of several factories.
When Xia Chuhe was filling out his college application, Deng Congrong also participated in the Xia family meeting.
Unlike Xia Qingxue and Lu Xingyi, Deng Congrong supported Xia Chuhe's choice.
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