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Chapter 102

After An Lan heard this, her fingers trembled slightly. She raised her eyes slightly to look at the cactus in Gu Chen's hand. The sharp spikes on the green ball were like...

It's like what?

An Lan had a familiar adjective in her mind, but she couldn't spit it out until she reached her mouth. A trace of doubt flashed in her eyes as she looked at the cactus.

Although her movements were very light and fast, she was caught by Gu Chen. A strange feeling flashed through his warm eyes, which did not make An Lan notice.

"Have you ever planted cactus?" Gu Chen asked inadvertently.

An Lan did not answer, she lowered her eyes and looked at the cup, never saying a word from beginning to end.

Gu Chen put down the cactus, got up and walked to the desk, took out two phonic machines and placed them on the table, and asked, "Have you played the phonic machines game when I was a child?"

"I have played it. When I was a child, I had a good playmate. She was innocent and cute. She smiled every day, like a little angel. Every day I saw her, I felt very happy. Her favorite thing was the game of the sound tube. The two of us were very far away, one of us held the other, and then shouted at the sound tube, thinking of two little fools."

Gu Chen said, a doting and nostalgic smile surged on his face.

He picked up one end of the sound tube, blocked it and shouted softly-

"Is anyone here?"

After a moment, An Lan looked up slowly and hesitantly and looked at the sound tube on the table.

The sound tube is made of cardboard, with a long thread connected in the middle, held one end in Gu Chen's hand and the other end on the table.

The moment she saw the soundtrack, her breathing was unconsciously rapid, and a familiar feeling vaguely surged in her mind.

She subconsciously opened her mouth and shook her head and said, "No, no..."

"Not what?"

An Lan frowned slightly with a hoarse voice blocked her throat.

Gu Chen put the teacup in her hand at the right time and said softly: "Don't worry, drink a little water first."

An Lan stared at the sound tube, unconsciously picked up the cup and took a sip, and continued: "Send, the sound tube is not right...you, you did something wrong..."

"Oh, I did something wrong, tell me." Gu Chen looked at her and slowly guided her tone.

"..." An Lan frowned and thought, but could not say what it was.

A sense of familiarity that had been covered with dust for a long time was about to come out, but it was pressed tightly into her mind. A voice told her that it was impossible, it was impossible.

Except for her and Feng Yu when she was young, no one would know...

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember it, don't force yourself." Gu Chen comforted her softly, then put away the soundtrack on the table, turned around and walked back to the sofa and sat down.

He didn't say anything else, just looked at the sky and smiled, "We've talked so much before we knew it. Lunch time is up. Do you want something to eat?"

An Lan lowered her head and said nothing, stood up and prepared to walk out, but she wanted to leave.

"Stay good rest after you go back. This pot of cactus is used as a gift for you." Gu Chen picked up the cactus and put it into An Lan's palm. She glanced at it and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!
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