On the dimly lit grass, Han Xiaoxiao was fast asleep with her eyes closed.
"Little..."
A gentle, indistinct male voice came through.
Xiao Xiao frowned slightly, and her eyes began to dart around under her eyelids, as if she were about to wake up.
"Xiaoxiao." Another voice came, but this one was clearer.
Han Xiaoxiao slowly sat up, raised her right hand to rub her eyes, and looked sleepy.
"Little one." The voice called out again, but this time, it was clearly filled with joy.
Han Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the sound, then froze instantly.
All that could be seen was Brother Han, who had died several months ago, now looking at Han Xiaoxiao with a gentle expression.
"Brother..." Tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her cheeks.
Han Xiaoxiao hurriedly got up from the ground and ran towards her brother without hesitation.
She threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Waaah...!" Han Xiaoxiao cried out in Han Xuan's arms like a child.
Han Xuan looked at Han Xiaoxiao in his arms with extremely gentle and doting eyes, and slowly placed his hand on Han Xiaoxiao's head.
"Brother, brother, I miss you so much... I thought I would never see you again..." Han Xiaoxiao gripped his clothes tightly with both hands, afraid that he would leave her again.
Han Xuan reached out and hugged her back, saying comfortingly, "You've had a hard time these past few days. I will never leave you again."
Han Xiaoxiao's tears flowed even more profusely. She nodded vigorously, and the two siblings embraced each other tightly.
They hugged for almost five minutes before slowly letting go.
Seeing Han Xiaoxiao's face streaked with tears, Han Xuan reached out and gently wiped away her tears.
"You're still the same as before, crying at the drop of a hat."
Han Xiaoxiao stopped crying, looked at the real Han Xuan in front of her, and said in a trembling voice, "Why..."
Han Xuan looked apologetic. "I'm sorry I'm late. A lot has happened to me during this time, and I might not be able to explain it clearly now."
Han Xiaoxiao nodded, indicating her understanding.
Suddenly, Han Xuan grasped Han Xiaoxiao's shoulders and looked at her with a serious expression.
“Little one, Night Star is not a place for you. It’s too dangerous here. Let me take you away.”
Han Xiaoxiao was a little taken aback, but seeing Han Xuan's serious expression, she nodded.
"Okay, brother, just don't leave me again."
Han Xuan nodded, then took Han Xiaoxiao's hand and ran off into the distance.
At this moment, Ye Yiqing, who had been sleeping against the tree, was now lying flat on the lawn.
Moreover, I could feel something pressing down on me, and it felt warm and cozy.
He struggled to open his eyes, and a white-haired figure appeared before him.
"Hera?" Ye Yiqing slowly made out the figure in front of him.
Then he was completely stunned.
At this moment, Hera, with her eyes slightly narrowed, disheveled hair, and slightly flushed cheeks, was lying on Ye Yiqing's body.
Hera raised her head, looking at Ye Yiqing beneath her with a sly smile.
I like you~
"?!" The sudden scene left Ye Yiqing completely dumbfounded, a rare occurrence for her.
"Do you like me?" Hera's soft and charming voice, as soft as cotton, reached Ye Yiqing's ears.
Without waiting for Ye Yiqing's reply, Hera buried her head in Ye Yiqing's chest.
"So warm~" Hera rubbed her cheek against the ground, while her hands wandered around restlessly.
Seeing that Ye Yiqing did not react for a long time, Hera raised her head again, tilted her head, and looked at Ye Yiqing with some doubt.
Then she slowly reached out and stroked his cheek, opened her mouth and gently brought her face closer.
...
Coco lay on the soft bed and stretched deeply.
I sat up in bed.
"I slept so well~" Coco rubbed her eyes, looking refreshed.
"Hmm?" Suddenly, Coco looked around curiously.
"That's strange, this is my house, but why does it suddenly feel a little unfamiliar?"
Coco scratched her head, then shrugged and started getting dressed.
I put on my nice casual clothes, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
"You're up so early today." A middle-aged man's voice came from behind.
Upon hearing this voice, Coco's cheerful smile instantly froze.
Slowly, fear began to creep in.
"Breakfast isn't ready yet. Sit down and play for a while longer," the middle-aged man said to Coco.
"Okay, okay..." Coco lowered her head, turned around, and nodded timidly.
"What's wrong with you today, kid? Do I look scary?" The middle-aged man said, touching his face.
"Ouch, my beard is so long." The middle-aged man touched his stubble-covered face and muttered to himself as he walked to the sink and stood next to Coco.
I picked up a razor and started shaving.
Coco, standing to the side, remained timid and barely dared to breathe.
After shaving, the middle-aged man looked at himself in the mirror and then said to Coco,
"Daughter, look, have you shaved my beard clean?"
"Huh?" Coco paused for a moment, then quickly replied, "It's clean."
"It's clean now. Okay, hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth. Your mom is still busy cooking in the kitchen." After saying that, she patted Coco's head and turned to leave.
Coco stood there blankly, unable to recover for a long time.
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