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Chapter 396 Is this the result?

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    Ning An also looked curiously for a while, then asked.

    "You first or me first?"

    I glanced at Liu Laoba and said.

    "You go first."

    Ning An nodded, and under Liu Laoba's pained eyes, he ate up the magic rice at the bottom of the bowl in one gulp.

    Liu Laoba let out an ouch, and I asked what's wrong.

    He said speechlessly: "How can anyone eat magic rice like this, this, this, this is simply a waste."

    I smiled dumbly and said.

    "He is a short-tempered person." After speaking, I observed Ning An carefully.

    Ning An's face flushed suddenly, and then it seemed like the tide was ebbing, and the flush gradually disappeared.

    He closed his eyes tightly, and then fell on the sofa, motionless, as if dead.

    Seeing my frown, Liu Laoba hurriedly said.

    "This is normal, he should have entered his dream world by now."

    I hummed and asked.

    "How long will it last?"

    Liu Laoba thought for a while and said.

    "It depends on how much rice you eat. If you eat more, the time will be longer, and if you eat less, the time will be shorter. I guess it will take a few minutes for this one bite."

    At the end, Liu Laoba said again.

    "Don't underestimate these few minutes. Even if you eat a grain of rice, you will feel like you have lived another life. The experience is complete. The difference lies in whether it is rich or not."

    Liu Laoba licked his lips and sighed.

    "It's a pity that the output of this thing is too small."

    For about three or four minutes, Ning An slowly opened his eyes.

    There was a flash of divine light in his eyes, followed by a momentary daze, and then he said something.

    "Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

    I smiled and asked how it felt, Ning An shook his head and said.

    "It's hard to say, everyone's feeling should be different, third master, you will know after you try it."

    I nodded, then dug out the magic rice at the bottom of the bowl with a spoon, and put it in my mouth.

    The entrance is very strange, like eating popping candy, every grain of rice bursts in my mouth, and then my thoughts are dizzy, but there is no such weak dizziness, the indescribable feeling, but very comfortable.

    Immediately afterwards, my eyes were blurred, and the next moment, the picture changed

    I looked at the kang in front of me, looked at the long-lost figure, smelled the choking smell of smoke in the air, couldn't help trembling all over, and called out softly.

    "Grandfather."

    My grandfather looked at me and smiled, and said.

    "Grow up and become strong."

    I looked very excited, but when I heard what my grandfather said, I couldn't help but feel a chill, and I hurriedly looked around.

    This is my home, but the inside and outside of the house give me an unusually empty feeling, without the breath of home, like an empty shell.

    But my grandfather's words made me stunned, I looked at him blankly, and whispered.

    "Huanmi, Second Life, true and false, although miraculous, it is not satisfactory."

    Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished my sentence, my grandfather on the kang knocked his pipe on the edge of the kang and said.

    "What is true and what is false?"

    I looked at the wrinkles on his face and felt very real, blurted out.

    "I'd rather it be real now."

    My grandfather shook his head: "Wen Tao, you have to remember that everything you can see with your eyes is fake."

    I looked at him in astonishment, and asked, "Then, are you a fake too?"

    My grandfather sighed.

    "You are too obsessed, it's not good for you."

    "But Lord, I, I miss you, I really miss you."

    "Good boy, I am very happy to see your growth now, but this is not enough, there is not much time left for you."

    "Master, what exactly is your plan for me, and what should I do in the future? What secrets do I have?"

    "This is not my arrangement."

    My grandfather smiled inexplicably, then took a deep drag on the cigarette, and coughed twice violently.

    I hurried forward, trying to help him breathe, suddenly, I also coughed violently, choked by the thick smoke.

    "Cough, cough cough, grandpa, grandpa?"

    The smoke filled the air and surrounded me. My grandfather's figure gradually blurred until he disappeared.

    But he sent the last sentence."Wen Tao, don't regret it."

    "grandfather!!!"

    I coughed violently, and the next moment, the screen changed, and it was the ice palace sea area.

    The old uncle was still trapped in the sea, sitting on the huge alchemy furnace, and Qin Zhenzhen was standing below, talking, and the two were extremely happy.

    But they, they are all seventy years old, with gray hair and wrinkled faces.

    "I am content, I am content."

    The old uncle looked at Qin Zhenzhen tenderly and smiled.

    "Wang Qi is content to have you accompany me to spend my whole life here."

    Qin Zhenzhen also looked at my uncle gently and smiled.

    "I don't want to have a next life, this life is fine."

    The old man nodded.

    "Yeah, life is good."

    I stared blankly at the smiles on their faces, tears streaming down my face unconsciously.

    At this moment, the frame becomes forever.

    Could it be that I didn't rescue the old man until I died?

    No!

    Didn't it mean that magic rice can show everything you think in your heart?

    Why did I have such a scene, this is not my idea!  I want my uncle to come out alive and reunite with Qin Zhenzhen!

    "No!"

    I couldn't help screaming, and the screen changed again.

    It was too late for me to react, with tears still hanging on my face, I stared blankly at the one big and one small on the park bench, a mother and child.

    Yan Sitong!  !  !

    Yan Sitong was braiding a six or seven-year-old girl, but his eyes were slightly depressed.

    The little girl said crisply.

    "Mom, you miss Dad again."

    Yan Sitong's hands paused slightly, his body trembled undetectably, and he said softly.

    "Mum will never forget him."

    The little girl grabbed Yan Sitong's hand, and although she was young, she comforted her.

    "Mom, I believe Dad will miss us too."

    Yan Sitong nodded with a smile, held the little girl in his arms, and said looking into the distance.

    "Would you hate Dad?"

    The little girl shook her head.

    "But he never hugged you."

    The little girl was silent, and then asked softly.

    "Mom, what kind of person is Dad?"

    Yan Sitong thought about it and said with a smile.

    "Your father, he is a capable person."

    The little girl tilted her head suspiciously.

    "How capable is Dad?"

    Yan Sitong nodded the little girl's forehead, said with endless admiration in his tone.

    "His ability is greater than the sky."

    There was a trace of bewilderment in the little girl's eyes, but she soon let out a happy yes.

    "Mom, I also want to be like my father."

    Yan Sitong laughed dumbly.

    "There will be no second Wang Wentao in the world, nor will there be a second Tian."

    Hearing this, I clenched my fists and ran towards Yan Sitong step by step.

    But every time I take a step, the surrounding space begins to collapse a bit.

    We are close at hand, but I dare not leave, I can only watch Yan Sitong and the little girl gradually become unreal.

    In the end, their mother and son looked at me, and then smiled sweetly at me.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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