[Some plot points were added to the previous chapter.]
When Lan Sen came out of the shower, he saw Zhao Zhao holding his cell phone in a daze.
He chuckled and wondered why Zhao Zhao was so cute.
"What's wrong?"
His voice was unspeakably gentle. He gently raised his hand to take the phone and smiled at Zhao Zhao who was slowly coming back to his senses.
Yu Xingli's absent-minded voice came to my ears: "Where have you been? Oh, who answered the phone just now?"
"The voice sounds quite young."
Zhao Zhao raised her eyes and met his gentle black eyes. Lan Sen chuckled softly: "Old friend."
Yu Xingli now thought that there was only one old friend who could make Lan Sen so happy, but he knew it was absolutely impossible, so he just smiled perfunctorily.
"Oh, it seems you are quite happy today."
At the same time, he felt relieved. After all, Lan Sen's mood was so strange a few days ago that he was scared.
"What did you just call about? Hurry up and be busy."
On the other side, Yu Xingli walked towards the business car while replying to Lan Sen: "What? You want me to bring my baby to your house?"
He suddenly felt funny: "Are you okay?"
However, Lan Sen's next words instantly changed his expression: "What did you say?!"
He raised his voice, and in an instant all the staff and fans present looked towards him.
But now Yu Xingli no longer cared about anything. He walked quickly to the car and slammed the door shut.
"Hurry up! Drive to the Bund in City A!"
His chest heaved violently, and he was reluctant to hang up the phone, but he was so excited that he couldn't say anything.
I just stared at the phone with longing, hoping to hear the familiar words "Brother Xingxing" again.
"Hey, why is Brother Xingxing suddenly so quiet?"
The young man's puzzled voice suddenly rang out in the quiet carriage, and the suffocating air around Yu Xingli seemed to be purified in an instant.
"Be good, it's okay, he should be here soon."
"oh."
"Zhao Zhao, do you still want to play games? How about I teach you?"
The heartwarming conversation rang in Yu Xingli's ears through the phone. His buzzing brain was like a rusty machine, reacting extremely slowly.
This is actually true, resurrection from the dead? Reincarnation?
Yu Xingli, who likes to read supernatural novels, is in luck this time, as his mind is in a mess.
"I don't want to play games. I want to talk to Brother Xingxing."
"Brother Xingxing, are you still listening?"
A clean, smiling voice lingered in my ears, and the arm holding the phone was so tight that veins popped out.
Yu Xingli gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Zhao Zhao, I've been listening."
These two words came out of my mouth again, and my eyes felt moist at the same time.
"Wait for me, I'll come to you right away."
The low-key black business car on the overpass flashed like lightning and quickly disappeared into the night scene.
When he heard that it was Zhaozhao who wanted his doll, he specially picked out his favorite and most beautiful doll.
At the same time, this was also Zhao Zhao’s favorite one when he was alive five years ago.
.......
Yu Xingli had been to Lan Sen's house on the Bund many times, but never like today. He started to get so excited that his hands and feet were shaking in the elevator.
"Why hasn't it arrived yet?"
At this moment, he was so anxious that he wished he could grow a pair of wings so that he could fly directly to the top floor.
When the elevator door opened, he held the doll and couldn't wait to open the door, knock on the door, and call for help all in one go.
"Open the door! Open the door! Open the door!"
When Zhao Zhao and Lan Sen were playing games, they heard a life-threatening knock on the door.
"Brother Xingxing!" There seemed to be stars in Zhao Zhao's bright black eyes. When he floated forward to open the door, the dense and eager fists almost fell on his face.
"Zhao Zhao!"
Before Zhao Zhao could even get a clear look at what Yu Xingli would look like when he grew up, he saw a figure in a black windbreaker and messy hair rushing towards him, then falling to the ground with a thud.
"ah!"
Zhao Zhao squatted down and wanted to help him, but Yu Xingli ignored the pain in his body and got up impatiently.
Just like Lan Sen before, he was surprised, happy and sad about the translucent figure in front of him.
"Zhao Zhao, you came back as a ghost?!"
He tried to touch the familiar face in front of him, and then Zhao Zhao took the initiative to reach out and touch his figure first.
The cold touch made him shudder all over: "Am I really not dreaming?"
At this time, Lan Sen also walked up slowly, his eyes shining as he looked at him: "Come on, hit me."
"Is your brain okay?" Lan Sen chuckled: "This is not a dream."
Zhao Zhao also nodded following his words, very obediently.
He picked up the doll that Yu Xingli had dropped on the ground and held it in his arms, his eyes curved with a smile: "The King of Hell said that I left too many regrets, so he put me back to make up for it."
"I hope my creditors will give me this opportunity."
Lan Sen's eyes flickered slightly: "Is this really the case?" Is there such a fantastic thing in the world?
“Okay, okay!”
Yu Xingli was in tears. Although he was already in his twenties, his behavior was still irritable.
Time seemed unable to calm his restless heart.
Zhao Zhao smiled as he watched. It was great that they hadn't changed and were still the same as before.
"Oh, Brother Xingxing," Yu Xingli immediately came back to his senses and looked up, his red eyes unusually bright: "What's wrong, Zhaozhao?"
"This doll can be given as a gift..."
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