In the luxurious bedroom, Zhao Yu sat on the edge of the bed with dragon and phoenix rays, facing the mirror more than one meter high in front of him.
The child in the mirror is about five or six years old, and is definitely not 1.5 meters tall. He looks handsome and cute, but there are some pairs of vicissitudes of life that are not in line with age. Is this what he looks like now?
Zhao Yu felt panic and lonely inside
A few faint sounds of wind came from outside. Zhao Yu sighed, put on a precious leopard fur robe and walked to the window. He grabbed the pink curtains and his little hands were trembling.
With a loud bang, Zhao Yu finally plucked up the courage to pull the gauze curtain, and the slightly deserted street came into view.
Flying snowflakes and green stone steps stretch endlessly. Human-powered carriages that only appeared in the 1920s were running in groups of three or two. Everything seemed like a dream, giving him a sense of unreality. As his vision pulled into the ancient European and American-style buildings standing on both sides of the street, his heart became heavier and heavier.
Gently push open the glass window, a cold wind mixed with snowflakes poured in, blowing Zhao Yu's short black hair, his little face turned red with cold, and his fur robe danced
Looking at the ink-colored sky, the snowflakes fell endlessly, as if with endless ridicule and indifference. This natural scene that was previously thought to be the most beautiful and lightest actually made him breathless. He took a deep breath, moved away from the window, quickly closed the window, and closed the curtain tightly. He retreated to the edge of the bed, sat down, and fell into deep silence again.
Yu'er, where are you?
Zhao Yu murmured softly, and his face was full of tenderness on his neck.
At this moment, the jade pendant had lost its original luster and even left two cracks. He knew that everything that happened now must be related to the jade pendant. He came here, what about the master?
A sudden knock on the door suddenly reminded him of Zhao Yu's thoughts. He looked at the door and smiled bitterly. Although he was confused these days, the soul that had integrated into this body had long known who was outside.
Zhao Yu should have been happy to have his parents when he was born again, but this is a disharmonious family. It may not be possible for him to be of his own kind!
In his previous life, the extraordinary master could not escape one of the preferences that girls should have, that is, he loved to watch romance dramas. He accompanied his master and watched a lot. No matter how much he recalled, he found that this family was similar to the Lu family in the world of "Deep Love" and he actually became the ignorant Lu Erjie.
Xiaojie, are you awake? Open the door quickly! A crisp and soft voice came in from outside the door and fell into Zhao Yu's ears
Zhao Yu walked over, opened the door, and looked at the beautiful beautiful woman in front of him. Even though he had experienced the Master's beauty in his previous life, he couldn't help but be beating in his heart, and he felt restless as he shouldn't have, and said slightly: I'm awake.
Standing in front of Zhao Yu, it was his mother with a body, Wang Xueqin. She had black hair, dressed as a noble lady's temple, and a slightly pink face. Her eyes were full of spring, her mouth was slightly annoyed, and she was wearing a red cotton cheongsam, with a devilish figure curve, and her whole body was filled with a fox scent.
What a slutty fox! Zhao Yu understood why this woman was able to charm Lu Zhenhua. Seeing a real person was four or five times more beautiful than she thought
Son, are you okay? I’m worried about mom!
The beautiful woman in front of her hugged Zhao Yu in her arms. The spring watery eyes shed crystal tears. Her jade hand pressed against his little face and said with a smile in her tears: You haven't said a word these days, your mother is about to die of anxiety! Are you hungry?
With a ticking, salty tears stuck to Zhao Yu's face. Seeing Wang Xueqin crying for him, he trembled inside and couldn't help but reach out to touch her smooth and beautiful cheeks, and said with a forced smile: Mom, I'm fine
Is that hungry? Is it your favorite lotus seed porridge. Wang Xueqin looked at Zhao Yu with concern, hugged him, reluctant to let go
Zhao Yu pressed his stomach and felt hungry. He nodded and said: I'm a little hungry, mom, I want to go back later
This body is too weak, but fortunately she is young and very malleable. It is not a problem to restore the height of her previous life.
Ruping, come upstairs to take care of my brother, I'll cook porridge. Wang Xueqin shouted downstairs, kissed Zhao Yu's face, full of love, and then stood up
Looking at Wang Xueqin's graceful back as she left, Zhao Yu felt warm in his heart
Since I came to this world, I should not live as dull as before. The feeling of powerlessness under the suppression of national power made him deeply desperate and would not repeat the same mistakes. From then on, I will be called Lu Erjie!
The child in the mirror is about five or six years old, and is definitely not 1.5 meters tall. He looks handsome and cute, but there are some pairs of vicissitudes of life that are not in line with age. Is this what he looks like now?
Zhao Yu felt panic and lonely inside
A few faint sounds of wind came from outside. Zhao Yu sighed, put on a precious leopard fur robe and walked to the window. He grabbed the pink curtains and his little hands were trembling.
With a loud bang, Zhao Yu finally plucked up the courage to pull the gauze curtain, and the slightly deserted street came into view.
Flying snowflakes and green stone steps stretch endlessly. Human-powered carriages that only appeared in the 1920s were running in groups of three or two. Everything seemed like a dream, giving him a sense of unreality. As his vision pulled into the ancient European and American-style buildings standing on both sides of the street, his heart became heavier and heavier.
Gently push open the glass window, a cold wind mixed with snowflakes poured in, blowing Zhao Yu's short black hair, his little face turned red with cold, and his fur robe danced
Looking at the ink-colored sky, the snowflakes fell endlessly, as if with endless ridicule and indifference. This natural scene that was previously thought to be the most beautiful and lightest actually made him breathless. He took a deep breath, moved away from the window, quickly closed the window, and closed the curtain tightly. He retreated to the edge of the bed, sat down, and fell into deep silence again.
Yu'er, where are you?
Zhao Yu murmured softly, and his face was full of tenderness on his neck.
At this moment, the jade pendant had lost its original luster and even left two cracks. He knew that everything that happened now must be related to the jade pendant. He came here, what about the master?
A sudden knock on the door suddenly reminded him of Zhao Yu's thoughts. He looked at the door and smiled bitterly. Although he was confused these days, the soul that had integrated into this body had long known who was outside.
Zhao Yu should have been happy to have his parents when he was born again, but this is a disharmonious family. It may not be possible for him to be of his own kind!
In his previous life, the extraordinary master could not escape one of the preferences that girls should have, that is, he loved to watch romance dramas. He accompanied his master and watched a lot. No matter how much he recalled, he found that this family was similar to the Lu family in the world of "Deep Love" and he actually became the ignorant Lu Erjie.
Xiaojie, are you awake? Open the door quickly! A crisp and soft voice came in from outside the door and fell into Zhao Yu's ears
Zhao Yu walked over, opened the door, and looked at the beautiful beautiful woman in front of him. Even though he had experienced the Master's beauty in his previous life, he couldn't help but be beating in his heart, and he felt restless as he shouldn't have, and said slightly: I'm awake.
Standing in front of Zhao Yu, it was his mother with a body, Wang Xueqin. She had black hair, dressed as a noble lady's temple, and a slightly pink face. Her eyes were full of spring, her mouth was slightly annoyed, and she was wearing a red cotton cheongsam, with a devilish figure curve, and her whole body was filled with a fox scent.
What a slutty fox! Zhao Yu understood why this woman was able to charm Lu Zhenhua. Seeing a real person was four or five times more beautiful than she thought
Son, are you okay? I’m worried about mom!
The beautiful woman in front of her hugged Zhao Yu in her arms. The spring watery eyes shed crystal tears. Her jade hand pressed against his little face and said with a smile in her tears: You haven't said a word these days, your mother is about to die of anxiety! Are you hungry?
With a ticking, salty tears stuck to Zhao Yu's face. Seeing Wang Xueqin crying for him, he trembled inside and couldn't help but reach out to touch her smooth and beautiful cheeks, and said with a forced smile: Mom, I'm fine
Is that hungry? Is it your favorite lotus seed porridge. Wang Xueqin looked at Zhao Yu with concern, hugged him, reluctant to let go
Zhao Yu pressed his stomach and felt hungry. He nodded and said: I'm a little hungry, mom, I want to go back later
This body is too weak, but fortunately she is young and very malleable. It is not a problem to restore the height of her previous life.
Ruping, come upstairs to take care of my brother, I'll cook porridge. Wang Xueqin shouted downstairs, kissed Zhao Yu's face, full of love, and then stood up
Looking at Wang Xueqin's graceful back as she left, Zhao Yu felt warm in his heart
Since I came to this world, I should not live as dull as before. The feeling of powerlessness under the suppression of national power made him deeply desperate and would not repeat the same mistakes. From then on, I will be called Lu Erjie!
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