I hurried forward, suddenly bumped into the corner of the bed, and hit my numb muscle, causing me to be unable to stand up for a while.

Through the dim moonlight, I could see my room clearly. I was stunned. The furniture and furnishings in my room had changed. Except for the desk by the window, there was no change, and there was a set of drums in the room!

Drums? !

I looked at my bed again. My bed was also made of silver-gray sheets for boys. The whole room was very clean. It was obviously a boy's room. vase.

Mom is a very interesting woman, and she regularly changes flowers in each of our rooms.

The vase hasn't changed, it's just that there are no flowers in the vase.

I had a strange feeling of being both familiar and unfamiliar.

I am familiar with the feeling of this room. I can feel that my mother is still tidying up. I can feel my mother's breath everywhere.

But the strange thing is, why did my room become a boy's room?

I turned on the light in a hurry, and the switch of the light did not change, but when I turned on the light, the wallpaper of my entire room changed, and the original pastoral flowers turned into the deep dark blue of boys.

I almost instinctively touched the profiler at my waist.

"Crack!" I stroked my forehead, the life of Kansa makes me instinctively use a profiler to explore in a strange environment, because Kansa is dangerous everywhere.

But right now, on Earth, in my home.

I won't open the door to encounter monsters, and I won't encounter enemies. What profiler should I use? Just use my two eyes!

I immediately went to my desk, where there was a laptop, Apple's, but far more advanced than when I left, with a bluetooth photosensitive keyboard beside it.

I opened the closet again. The lavender scent that my mother liked was in the closet, but it was full of boys' clothes, and it should be an adult boy's clothes.

My brain hummed instantly.

Mom's feeling, my room, but it's a boy! Could it be that my first reaction was that I was in another parallel world? The earth is still the earth, the mother is still the mother, but they gave birth to boys instead of me!

I immediately opened the door and walked out. It was dark outside, and there was no one at home.

I turned on all the lights, and at this moment, the familiar scene came into my eyes, it was my home, my home, my home! Nothing has changed!

In addition to being excited, I was even more flustered. This proved to be my home, but the boy's room made me even more uneasy. Is it really another earth?

I walked to the living room and passed an extra table. I stopped and turned my head stiffly. Then, I saw the table, my...photo! ! !

I was offered at the offering table! ! ! The front of the photo is my other sneaker. . .

I stiffly picked up the photo of myself surrounded by flowers, and my whole body was messed up in the wind. In the black frame is still a photo of me when I was sixteen, with a young face and neat short hair.

I'll pick up that other shoe again...

Then……

I saw a picture of my dog ​​on the offering table again...

My dog... should be... dead...

How long have I been away?

I was completely bewildered.

Where's my dad?

Where's my mom?

Why is my room turned into a boy?

"Crack." Suddenly, there was the sound of the door opening, and I instinctively drew my gun and turned to aim at the door, shouting, "Who is it?!"

"Boom!" The basin fell to the ground.

I want to hit the wall again, I actually, at home, draw a gun...

It's all a habit formed in the last days, and every cell in my body is always ready for battle.

The boy at the door slowly raised his hands, I looked at him, he looked at me suspiciously, although I had a gun in my hand, he looked very calm.

I put away the gun and continued to look at him. He looked at most eighteen years old. He was tall and handsome, like my mother. This is obvious at a glance. My mother always said that the son she gave birth must be very good. Handsome, throw a few streets away from the little fresh meat on TV, because handsome boys are bound to be handsome.

"Who are you?" I looked at him in confusion.

When he saw me put away the gun, he slowly put his hands down, and looked at me suspiciously: "Who are you?!" He began to look at me carefully, and saw the photos in my hand and the photos that I had thrown in my hand because I drew the gun. The sneakers on the ground immediately became angry, "Put my sister back! And her shoes!"

"Sister?!" I exclaimed, when did I have a younger brother? Moreover, he is still such a big brother!

"Xiao Qi, what are you doing blocking the door..." Suddenly, an old and weak voice came from behind the boy. The voice showed infinite fatigue and a hoarseness, but I still recognized the voice and burst into tears. surged up.

"Dad! There's a strange person in our house!" The boy moved away, followed by a white-haired, sixty-year-old old man who caught my eye.

"Crash." The plastic bag in his hand fell to the ground and stared at me blankly.

My tears flowed down my face like a spring, obviously I couldn't cry to see Dad, but I still cried out: "Dad...I'm back..."

"Xiao Bing...Is it Xiao Bing!" He staggered and ran in excitedly. I was surprised at his old age, as if a knife had been on his forehead, and the corners of his eyes had deep dents.

I jumped up, held his arm, and looked at him sobbing: "Dad, I'm back, it's me, Xiaobing, why are you so old..."

Dad also burst into tears and was choked up: "You're not dead...you're not dead...others think we're crazy...but your mother and I both know that you're not dead, you'll definitely come back... little Bing...you've gone too far this time...too far...you've been gone for twenty years, you know? Twenty years..."

Twenty years? ! !

"Twenty years... how could it be twenty years..." I muttered to myself in surprise, "I only left for five years... Could it be... because the two universes have different rotational speeds..."

"Xiao Qi, come here, this is your sister!" Dad pulled the 18-year-old boy in front of me, he looked at me in astonishment, like watching a ghost reborn.

Dad also took my hand, "Xiao Bing, this is your brother Rocky, it's really nice... Your mother's wish is..." Dad choked up, and it was hard to say.

Immediately, a strong ominous foreboding made my heart feel uneasy, and it even made me unable to breathe.

"Dad, where's Mom?! What's wrong with Mom?! Did something happen?!" I clenched Dad's arm.

He burst into tears all of a sudden, a father who was once so stalwart, so strong, and fearless in the face of any danger and enemy, but he couldn't cry in front of me.

"Om——"

Immediately, there was only a humming in my brain, and I dared not listen to my father's words below.