Star Dome Railway, I'm really good at swallowing!

She smiled and greeted the people in front of her.

"Hello, you...Alas~ Why is this child crying? What happened?"

in front of her.

Han Xing stared blankly at the middle-aged woman in front of him, tears streaming down his face.

Han Xing was an orphan who was raised by the middle-aged woman before her. How could she possibly forget the countless days and nights of companionship and the face that was practically etched in her mind?

Five years ago, Han Xing thought that he would never see this figure again because... she passed away. Since then, Han Xing has been a truly helpless person.

Han Xing looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him and called softly:

"Mom... No, you can't be her..."

The original longing turned into anger in an instant. Han Xing knew very well in his heart that everything in front of him must have been generated by the "Star Core" using some unknown means to read his memory.

From the front, a middle-aged woman's voice came.

"Kid, of course I'm not your mother. I haven't even gotten married yet, but I adopted a child, and that child is older than you."

She muttered to herself as she walked towards the group.

"Hey, stop talking at the door. This is your first time here. If you have anything to say, go inside and talk."

As he said that, he pushed several people into the house.

Zi Tong's voice rang out from Han Xing's mind:

"My Lord, no matter what her scheme is, I suggest we follow her wishes. When I flew over just now, I took a look ahead at the road and found that it disappeared not far away."

"So entering this residential area is our only option now. We are unfamiliar with the area, so we should be able to learn a lot by talking to her."

Han Xing gritted his teeth, calmed his mind, and followed everyone in.

When he arrived in the yard, Han Xing's attention was not attracted by the tree.

Every morning, my mother would come to the yard, water the flowers and plants, prune the branches, and sometimes sit under the shade of the trees, drink the tea she made, and chat with her.

But since my mother passed away, no one has sat on that familiar little bench again.

"What is this kid...doing here? Go inside."

The middle-aged woman held his hand, and he felt a familiar touch, even the calluses were in the same place. Han Xing was initially very resistant, but with this pull, the resistance faded a lot.

Walking into the red brick house, the neat shoe cabinet and simple living room layout catch your eye.

Bookshelves, fresh bedroom beds, organized wardrobes and dressing tables, every corner is clean and tidy.

This is the home that Han Xing is most familiar with, with simple and elegant decoration and staggered arrangement.

"Come... drink some water first."

A middle-aged woman came out from the kitchen nearby.

When she handed the water to Han Xing, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

To be honest, for a moment she even mistook Han Xing for her own Xiaoxing. The way they sat on the sofa was so similar.

Seeing Han Xing looking at her, she hurriedly smiled and said:

"I'm still cooking. If you haven't eaten yet, come join us. It's perfect. It'll be more lively with more people..."

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There were some issues just now, so I posted it again.

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Chapter 94 Are these all your girlfriends?!

noon.

In the small courtyard, a middle-aged woman was busy in the kitchen.

She was very happy that Han Xing and the others agreed to stay for dinner. She didn't know why she felt this way, but that inexplicable sense of security was not fake.

The living room was silent.

Everyone was looking at Han Xing, and her face looked very bad.

If she had to say, she was very happy to see her mother after traveling through time, but she was also extremely distressed because the so-called "mother" was almost 100% a trap set by the Rift to deal with her.

Paduo held Han Xing's hand and comforted her softly:

"Sister Han Xing, don't think too much. What if it really is..."

Han Xing shook her head. She smiled bitterly and pulled Padu into her arms, burying her face in his back, as if she could escape something that way.

She smiled bitterly and said, "I just don't want to lie to myself."

In fact, if Zi Tong hadn't told her that there was no way forward, she would have left the yard without hesitation.

"I also really hope that my mother can survive. I've actually been trying to convince myself just now. Since I can travel to this world, what is impossible? However, reason tells me that these are just empty wishes."

"There was once a person I disliked, and he said something that I remember very clearly."

"'I once fantasized that the human soul existed in a higher dimension; I imagined that one day, my beloved would be able to return to the world with a new body and live in a better future. Unfortunately, the world doesn't work that way... Death is indeed the dissipation of consciousness, the end of everything.'"

Walter's eyes flickered slightly. This was Otto's final message before his death. He had heard about it from "Void Wanzang" before.

Everyone now understood Han Xing's thoughts. She just didn't want to have those overly vague expectations anymore.

Han Xing wanted to see her mother again, but she was responsible for everyone standing here. There were people waiting for her to save them, and there were people waiting for them to return from the "Paradise of the Afterlife."

"Why are you all like that? Dinner is about to start, everyone go wash your hands."

The woman's voice sounded from the side, attracting everyone's attention.

"I'm telling you, I was planning to wait until my child came back before starting dinner, but I don't know where this kid went crazy. Forget it, let's ignore her and eat first."

The middle-aged woman looked at Wuwu and Xingying, who seemed to be the youngest among the crowd, and walked forward to hand them the candied haws that she had prepared long ago.

"Try the candied haws made by Auntie. They are so sweet. They are made with pure rock sugar. We don't add any of those weird things out there."

Han Xing stood up, and she never looked at the middle-aged woman. Because she was really afraid that when she saw that familiar face, she would be unable to resist wanting to stay.

"M...Auntie, we won't..."

She wanted to be the first to say goodbye and leave, but the woman stuffed a candied haws into her hand.

"Here, little girl."

Looking at the candied haws handed to him by the woman, Han Xing remembered a lot.

......

"Kid, you're just wasting money. Do you know how those people out there are willing to sacrifice their consciences just to make more money? God knows what kind of candy this candied haws is made of, and this wooden stick, I don't know how many times it's been used!!!"

"Mom, I'm just greedy..."

"...Alas, I'm happy today, so I'll let you off this time."

"Mom, why are you going?"

"What else can I do? Buy some rock candy. Isn't there a greedy little cat drooling over it?"

Hearing this, young Han Xing wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

"Look at your useless appearance. Okay, throw away the things you sold from outside."

The cub Han Xing was well-behaved and obedient. At that time, she just thought that her mother, who was a chef, looked down on those street snacks. Until one day when she came home from school, she saw the old man who sold her candied haws picking up used sticks from the grass. He just wiped them with a rag and put them in the small box that she was familiar with.

.......

Someone tugged at his arm, and Han Xing came back to his senses from his memories.

The middle-aged woman's voice sounded in my ears.

"This child, why does he always like to be in a daze..."

"...Never mind, let's not talk about that. You're in for a treat. In a sense, today is my child's birthday. Although these are all his favorite dishes, they are also my favorites. You'll like them."

Hearing this, Han Xing was stunned.

Her...birthday?!

After coming into this world, no...it should be since her mother passed away, she has never celebrated a birthday again, because she no longer has that feeling of happiness from the bottom of her heart.

At this time, the middle-aged woman looked at Han Xing: "By the way, I seem to have interrupted you just now, what happened?"

Han Xing's face showed obvious hesitation, while San Yue Qi beside him said:

"It's okay, Auntie. Han Xing just wants to go to the bathroom and doesn't know the way."

"March...!" Dan Heng wanted to warn him but it was too late.

The middle-aged woman said apologetically: "Oh... Look, I was just talking to myself. The toilet is..."

The woman's voice suddenly stopped. She looked at Han Xing in surprise.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

San Yueqi covered her mouth and realized that she seemed to have caused a big trouble.

"My...my name is Han Xing."

"How old are you?"

"I can't remember, it should be 18."

In fact, the real age of her current body is that of a baby less than two months old...

Han Xing looked at the middle-aged woman with an innocent expression.

"What's wrong...Auntie."

The middle-aged woman shook her head, with a curious expression on her face:

"I'm just a little surprised by your name. You and my child have the same name."

"That's right..."

Logically speaking, Han Xing should have pretended to be surprised at this moment, but she was really not in the mood to do so.

"May I ask why you named her that?"

This...is actually a question that has troubled Han Xing for a long time. Her mother's surname is Xu, while hers is Han. She has asked her mother before, but she only got a perfunctory answer from her mother.

Han Xing was just asking subconsciously this time, she didn't actually expect the other party to answer her.

The middle-aged woman took Han Xing's hand affectionately, and said as she walked with her:

"Don't you want to go to the bathroom? I'll take you there and we can talk while we walk."

The woman turned to look at March, "That... Miss March?"

"Um...Auntie, my name is March Seven. You can call me March or Little March."

"Then Xiao Sanyue... I'll take Han Xing to the bathroom, and you can help your aunt bring the dishes from the kitchen to the dining table, okay?"

......

Han Xing naturally knew how to get to the toilet, but he still didn't stop the woman from leading the way.

Following behind the woman, Han Xing heard her slowly speak, "Actually, I picked up that child. At that time, I had just entered society and had no social experience. Right from the start, I was tricked into working for free for over half a year. The boss refused to pay me, and in a fit of rage, I smashed the store. The boss, seeing that I was not someone to be trifled with, promised to give me all the money in the store."

The woman sighed and continued:

"But there was no money in the shop. The entire restaurant relied on my cooking skills alone. I went there to cause trouble before the restaurant opened that day. Even including the owner's pocket, there was only 2000 yuan left. They threatened to call the police and accuse me of vandalizing the shop. I have no education and no legal background, so I was so scared that I ran away."

"In the evening, I went out for a drink with some friends from my hometown. As soon as we came out of the restaurant, I saw a naked child thrown in the snow."

At this point, the woman's eyes lit up with a genuine smile:

"You don't know, the moment I saw that child, I felt that we were destined to be together. I've been lonely and helpless since I was a child, eating at other people's homes. Seeing that child was like seeing myself. Maybe it was because I felt so much sympathy, but I just didn't want this child to have the same life as me. They asked me to send this child to an orphanage, but I refused..."

The middle-aged woman chuckled. "I've kept him by my side ever since. Although life has been a bit hard, it can be considered happy. As for the name..."

"It was very cold. Snowflakes heavier than goose feathers were falling, but when I held the child in my arms, I inexplicably felt a long-lost warmth. To me, he was the brightest star in the cold wind... my light..."

The woman looked at Han Xing. In her eyes, Han Xing's figure overlapped with Han Xing in her previous life. She rubbed her eyes and said with a smile: