Chapter 3 (1/2)

”Xiaoqi!”

When Luo shouts suddenly awakens from the dream.

When she woke up and looked at the computer in front of her, Luo was relieved.

”Fortunately, it's a dream, just a dream...”

When Luo patted his chest to comfort himself.

She had a dream that something had happened to Xiaoqi.

”How could you have such a dream...”

When Luo said habitually to see the time, and then the line of sight is fixed.

The wrong time... No, the wrong date

It was two years ago.

Shi Luo suddenly stood up, two years ago, two years ago

It's not a dream! She went back two years ago to save Xiaoqi.

Shi Luo glanced at the computer that was eliminated a year ago, looked at the picture of Xiao Qi on the screen, picked up the key on the desk and rushed out.

Where she woke up was her studio.

There are not many people in the studio, only three assistants, mainly to help her deal with some chores, as well as to search for some knowledge that will be needed in the book. If you are more professional, please contact professionals and ask them for guidance.

The afternoon in September is sultry and sleepy.

One of the three assistants was watching his cell phone to kill time, and the other two were dozing off.

At this time, suddenly heard a gust of wind bell, looked up only to see when Luo out of the back.

”Sister Shi?”

”Where are you going, Shijie?”

No one answered, only the clear wind bell answered the assistant.

The assistant looked out of the window, only to see Shiluo running to the back of the car.

When she looked at Luo's back, she always felt a little strange, but she didn't have time to see clearly.

When Luo can't care about the eyes behind, there is only one idea: to find Xiaoqi.

She wants to see if Xiaoqi is really alive.

Shi Luo drove as fast as he could to the experimental middle school. Fortunately, he was not far away.

She came at a very opportune time, just before class, the students have to go back to school, the school gate is open, students in and out.

When Luo didn't notice his eyes, he entered the school and found the old basketball court.

The old basketball court in the corner of the school, the ground is still cement, showing the traces of time.

Many boys prefer the old basketball court to the new one.

In September, the sun is very big, but there are several old trees beside the old basketball court. Under the old trees, the basketball court is cool, mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus trees. Boys with more and more heavy learning tasks like to play here after class in the afternoon.

Shi Yanqi also liked it.

I don't take a nap at home after dinner every day, but I come here to play ball games.

Shi Luo panted and ran out of the old basketball court. From a distance, he saw Shi Yanqi under the basketball stand.

Compared with two years later, there is still a young Shi Yanqi on his face.

Living Shi Yanqi.

Her little prayer is really alive.

She made it.

Shi Luo ran forward and hugged Shi Yanqi tightly, wailing, ”Xiao Qi...”

Shi Yanqi was sweating and his whole body was boiling hot.

In this temperature, Shiluo feels more real.

”Xiaoqi, you are really back... I knew you would come back...”

Shi Luo was happy and afraid, and her tears were dancing.

When he was held by her, Yan Qi dropped the basketball he was going to shoot in his hand.

”Who are you?”