In the blink of an eye, it was the first seventh. On the dim night, even the wind in the air was cold. The villa standing in the dark was gloomy and terrifying, without any popularity—

An Lan opened her eyes and heard the baby's tender cry in her ears. She was stunned and subconsciously looked in the direction where the crying sound came.

As far as the eyes were concerned, a young man and woman stood not far away. The woman held the baby in her hand and shook it gently, saying softly: "Baby doesn't cry, be good..."

But the baby cried very hard, and the man stood aside and teased her, but she cried louder and louder.

"Wife, what's wrong with Lanlan? She was still hungry when she was uncomfortable and she kept crying." The man looked up, looking a little anxious.

The woman touched the baby's forehead, touched her butt again, and then smiled and said, "I'm crying because I'm wet."

"I'll go get water and change our little Lanlan's diapers." The man turned around and left with a smile.

The woman put the baby on the bed, unbuttoned her quilt, and said gently: "Lanlan, don't be anxious, Dad is going to fetch water to wash his butt, so change it and stop crying."

Neither of them noticed that there was one more person in the room. An Lan witnessed all this, his eyes flashed with a shocked look, and his eyes were staring at the woman's face.

"Mom..." She called out softly, walked forward quickly, and looked at her mother with tears in her face.

In my memory, she hadn't seen her mother for many years, and her mother who died early was the photos in her impression.

Now, seeing her mother again, memories of her in her mind emerge one by one.

And the person in the cradle is the newborn self.

She didn't have time to think about why she appeared here, but looked at her mother's face greedily.

A moment later, my father came back with a basin. He ignored An Lan and stood by the bed happily to help.

"Dad!" An Lan called out again, but neither of them paid attention to her.

An Lan was anxious and called her father and mother, while reaching out to touch them.

Unexpectedly, her hands were unable to touch them even when they passed through their bodies.

The two of them ignored her, but they didn't know that there was one more person in the room, perhaps a ghost.

An Lan looked down at her hands and body. She was still wearing the clothes she had when she jumped off the building, and her slightly raised abdomen could be seen.

At this moment, she remembered that she had already jumped off the building and died.

And now she is just a ghost floating between the world, watching everything that has happened as a bystander.

She suddenly stood up for a moment before she came to her senses, raised her eyes to look at the young parents in front of her, with deep thoughts in her eyes.

"Dad, mom, I miss you so much!"

The two of them had already changed Xiao Anlan's diapers, and the baby showed a happy smile on his face, and he had a lot of fun with them while dancing.

An Lan looked at it, tears kept falling, and the scene in front of her changed in a flash.

She came to another room, and the small toys with a sense of age and childishness made her feel extremely familiar.

"Isn't this my room when I was a child?" An Lan murmured softly, looking at the doll on the side of the bed.

The doll had a sweet smile on her face, and she was wearing a princess-style skirt, and her blonde hair was slightly shiny.

She couldn't put it down and touched it again and again. This doll was the first gift her father brought to her after he went abroad.

She was very happy and had to sleep in her arms every day.

No matter how beautiful the dolls there are, she always prefers that one.

An Lan's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. A little girl with a carved jade walked in with her mother's hand, as if she didn't see her, walked straight to the bed, picked up the doll and crawled into the quilt.

An Lan looked at the little girl and saw her traces on her face. She knew that this was her four-year-old self.

"Mom, tell me a story quickly." A crisp voice sounded, and Xiao Anlan's flashing big eyes were particularly bright in the darkness.

A gentle smile on her face was on her face, and she stroked her face and said, "Okay, what story does our Lanlan want to hear tonight?"

"I want to hear Alice in Wonderland."

"Okay. There was a girl named Alice..."

My mother leaned against the bed, her gentle voice slowly rang, and she looked at Xiao Anlan gently and lovingly.

Xiao Anlan closed his eyes with satisfaction and fell into a sleep.

An Lan looked at this scene and raised the corners of her lips slightly.

As the picture turned, the bright sunshine fell on the ground, and the flowers-filled garden faintly heard cheerful laughter.

“Another high, more high..."

She followed the sound and a swing was set up on the open space in the garden. Xiao Anlan sat on it, her pink calves swaying with the swing, and the silver bell-like laughter drifted in the air.

"Brother, it's so fun to be taller..." Xiao Anlan grabbed the swing with both hands, and did not forget to tell An Zhongjie.

Standing behind the swing, An Zhongjie was about ten years old. He was wearing a handsome little suit and meticulously tidy hair because of his movements. He could still see sweat on his handsome face.

He was a little tired, but when he heard his sister's request, he pushed the swing harder to a higher level, and reminded him: "Lanlan, you have to hold on, don't fall."

"I understand, brother, you are so long-winded." Xiao Anlan laughed and teased him.

When the young and mature An Zhongjie heard this, he smiled helplessly and said, "You care about you, you still make fun of me."

"I know, thank you brother, I'm the best for Lanlan."

An Lan stood aside, watching the scene of the brother and sister playing, and a little bitterness surged in her heart. She remembered her brother who had no bones. She used to be so good and so good, but now she no longer has the body.

Tears dripped to the ground, and a slender hand suddenly appeared in front of him. He held a handkerchief at his fingertips and said gently: "Lan Lan doesn't cry."

She suddenly raised her head, but met a pair of shiny and warm eyes. His handsome face was filled with a smile, so bright that it made people reluctant to take their eyes away.
Chapter completed!