Going back in time, the moment the door opened, Wei Lai knew what happened in the next minute.
He rushed into the room, picked up his Pikachu doll, and returned to Qingting.
"This is for you. We've also looked at the room. You should go back quickly."
[If you like Pikachu, I'll give it to you. If you don't leave quickly, mom will be back soon.]
Like Pikachu?
Qingting pinched the Pikachu that she was holding in one hand. The fluffy Pikachu was very cute, but she wanted to play flying chess with Wei Lai alone.
At school, the boys all played together, and she had no chance to join in.
I really want to see Wei Lai’s expression after he loses to her.
But never mind.
The two ran downstairs, Wei Lai went to help her get an umbrella. Qingting touched Pikachu and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that it looked like Wei Lai, and she couldn't help but like it.
"Take your umbrella. It's still drizzling outside. Be careful when you go out."
Time was running out, so Wei Lai stuffed the umbrella into Qingting's hand and hurried to open the door.
"Thank you for the Pikachu, I loved it."
"You're welcome."
Wei Lai opened the door and turned around to see Qingting wearing a skirt and holding Pikachu, standing at the stairs, looking at him with a slight smile.
My favorite cartoon character and my favorite... What are you thinking about? Mom will be back in less than a minute.
Wei Lai came back to his senses instantly, ran back to Qingting and pushed her out the door.
After closing the door, he ran back to the living room and looked up at the clock above it.
In just over a minute, we should have caught up. It was a close call.
With a sigh of relief, Wei Lai collapsed on the sofa.
It’s good to predict the future, but one minute is too short a time. It’s really a race against time.
The rain outside has stopped.
After the rain, everything was wet.
Qingting held the Pikachu that Wei Lai gave her and walked down the steps in front of Wei Lai's house with ease.
I ran into Xu Xiang who was just returning home from get off work.
"Xiaoting is out of school now."
"Yes, Auntie."
Xu Xiang casually greeted Qingting, and when the two passed each other, she suddenly felt something was wrong.
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