Chapter 575 (2/2)
All this became a dream because the man came back later, but it clearly remained in Huang Liang's memory.
He knew it was not a dream. That is a real time and space. In addition to memory, there are some real things left on him, such as his spiritual power, which has experienced that life and achieved great growth. Most importantly, in that life, in Liuying lane, in the clean cabin above the dilapidated bar, his spirit was infected by human emotions, which made him have emotions from then on. He returned to the state of ”human” from a parasitic consciousness.
Sometimes he wondered if Aoki had designed all this. Otherwise, how could that guy come back from the closed zero dimensional space? With his later ability, how could he easily fall into the trap designed by himself at that time?
Every time he recalls Aoki's lazy and confident appearance in prison, he eats less speculation and believes more and more that his doubts are correct.
Aoki, Meituo, Dickinson, Selena... These people are more and more mysterious. Their layout is so big that they may surpass mankind and time and space.
Martha saw the sorghum and waved to him happily.
He saw the smile on Martha's face, as bright as the clouds in the sky.
”Huang -” cried Martha, ”you're finally back! I've been waiting for you for a long time!”
”Are you waiting for me?”
”Yes, I think you will come back by bus and wait for you here.”
”Don't you have to take care of Mr. Wolff?”
”Ah, Lord Wolff is suddenly much better today. He can sit up and eat.”
”Is this... True?” Huang Liang was a little surprised.
”Of course it's true!” Martha smiled. ”It's your credit that Lord Wolff still kisses you. Now the whole Wolfe manor is talking about you and saying that you are good at medicine. Little Mr. Wolff has prepared a big dinner and is waiting for you to go back!”
Of course, Huang Liang knows he didn't do anything. If Wolff is really good, it must be Selena's method, but it's a little too fast.
He said quietly, ”that's great.”
Martha pointed to the bike parked in the shade by the road and said, ”let's go!”
”Or cycling?”
”Yes, there is still a way from here to the manor, and the manor is so big that it takes a long time to walk without cycling at night!”
”But there is only one car...”
”Just like in the morning, you take me.” Martha smiled playfully at him.
”Ah, but this is not a park. Can the traffic police take people by bike in the urban area?”
”Not here. Just cross the intersection in front. It's the territory of the wolf family. There's no police to meddle.”
At Martha's urging, Huang Liang pushed his bike, crossed the intersection in front, and then carried Martha, just like running to the beautiful rose garden in the dawn of Stanley Park. At the dusk of Wenxi, he surrounded her and drove to Wolff manor.
The long road is endless; Morning and dusk, winter and summer, cold and heat are hard to dissipate. But there are always some things in life that are beautiful, such as the rows of swaying willows along the road, the bright girl's smiling face in front of you, and the faint charming fragrance under your nose
Huang Liang has an illusion that what he is going to now is not the exquisite and magnificent French manor, but the simple and messy old street in Wuzhong. There is an old tree in front of him and a woman standing under the tree