Why don’t you know how much the butterfly affects, and Gu Xiaoqing, who is not sure about the other timeline, accepts the fate arranged by others.

Sometimes, just a small detail can change a person's life.

Gu Xiaoqing no longer has to leave a message to her and beg her to give the protagonist in the story a chance.

Ten years, it is not long or short.

Anya successfully entered the school, so she was not afraid to go to work. She was playing happily with the children with her small schoolbag. Qin Guanglin didn’t have to go to two places to pick up her mother and mother after school. Every evening, she could see one big and one small come out of school together when she arrived at the school gate.

In early spring, a new calendar was replaced with the bedside table in the bedroom, and a thick and large book was placed there flat, and one was torn off every day.

"I died on this day, right?"

Qin Guanglin turned to the page where the corner was broken. On Jiyou day, Gou Chen was on duty, so it was advisable to open the market and hang plaques. It was avoided to marry and make a beam.

Things in the world are impermanent. If it weren’t for it, why not escape from the future? Who would have thought that the peaceful and happy life of their family would come to an abrupt end on this day?

"One week left." Why not lean against the head of the bed and stroke his face with your hands, "I will protect you."

Qin Guanglin held her hand back, raised his head and thought, "Then you become a mortal?"

After saying that, he smiled, "It's good to be ordinary, I know everything...it's quite terrible."

I have experienced a life that I have experienced once, and I will live it step by step again. It is very tiring to think about it.

Fortunately, it is coming to an end. After this day, it will be a new life, a new life for two people.

"Tell me what happened that day." Qin Guanglin put the calendar in his arms and squeezed it into the bed to hold it in his arms, wanting to hear the details of next weekend.

When she confessed her identity as a time traveler, she only mentioned the matter that day, without much detail.

"It's just a very ordinary day."

Why don't you look up at Qin Guanglin, your fingers stroked his eyebrows, and then slowly went down. She lowered her head, and finally stopped her fingertips on his stomach, and smirked the corner of her mouth, and gently poked his belly.

"At that time, you were fatter than you are now, and you didn't want to exercise at all. You got up early in the morning and had nothing to do, so you ran outside to mop the floor..."

She blinked and thought about it, recalling the day more than ten years ago, and the day seven days later, "Then our mother called you and said she wanted to come over to send new clothes to Anya, and you asked her to come over at noon and have dinner together..."

"And before noon was finished, you were shameless and spoiled me for a meal, and then you changed your clothes to go out to buy vegetables together. Anya stayed at home and slept in, so we both went out..."

"Then we arrived at the intersection and waited for the traffic light..."

Qin Guanglin looked at the ceiling and listened to the usual day.

As the night became deeper, the two of them hugged each other and fell asleep.

...

The weather gradually warmed up in early spring. I took off my thick cotton coat and changed into spring clothes. The calendar was torn off one by one. This week seemed to be nothing, but it was still ordinary. Qin Guanglin took home from school every day, took his daughter to do homework and recognize words. Why not change the tricks to make delicious food for the father and daughter, and take a walk in the community in the evening.

Everything is as usual, but the first thing you do every day when you wake up is to tear a page off the calendar.

This day has been waiting for ten years, and she never forgot about it.

"I will live a hundred years old, and you will live a ninety-eight year old, two years younger than me."

Early on the morning of the weekend, Qin Guanglin did not get up, so he reached out to take the calendar from the bedside, tore off the folded page, put it in front of him for a while, and then slowly tore it in half, folded it together and repeated the action until it turned into a piece of nail-sized fragment.

Why don’t you look at the curtains with your head turned around and the light outside came through the gap, it was already dawn.

As long as you don't go out on this day, no one can take away her happiness.

The coming of Death is just a movie, and Xiaoyuan's example has shown it all.

"I should mop the floor, right?"

Qin Guanglin crawled down from the bed with a smile, moved his waist, and couldn't help but pick her up when he looked on the bed, "Come here, I'll let you look at me, look all day long to see if I suddenly didn't fall off."

Knowing that he died on this day, his wife came back to save him through time and space. Such a magical thing was happening in reality, and Qin Guanglin couldn't tell what his mentality was.

Everything is fake, and the world seems fake.

Only the two of them have a true relationship.

Why not curl up on the sofa with his legs in his arms, watch Qin Guanglin bent over and mop the floor, quietly not knowing what he was thinking.

"you say……"

"Um?"

"Will our world be like a book? Or a comic?" Why not put your chin on your knees and look at Qin Guanglin and ask, "Just like my first book."

"...Maybe." Qin Guanglin smiled and held the mop to wipe his sweat, "Who knows?"

"Yes, who knows..."

Why look up at the ceiling, remember the text message that I received in the last timeline, and pursed my lips: "If this is the case, maybe we should say thank you."

"Why?"

"I can feel my existence, and I am real in this world."

"Then you pray that you shouldn't be the protagonist." Qin Guanglin shrugged and continued to mop the floor.

"Hmm? Why?"

"The protagonists have to go through many hardships, one conflict per day, one accident per day, and one suffering and one revenge. How can there be so many ordinary days for you? Just be a supporting role and live your own little life."

"That's right."

As they were talking, the cell phone rang in the bedroom. Qin Guanglin and Hedian looked at each other, put down the mop and went in to get the cell phone.

"Hey, mom."

"Have you had breakfast? Where is Anya?"

"It's the weekend, give her a sleep in."

Qin Guanglin opened the outside and placed his phone on the coffee table, and gathered with He Zhe to talk to Qin's mother.

"Oh, too, just sleep a little longer on the weekend." Qin's mother was a little disappointed when she didn't hear Anya call her grandma, and paused and said, "I went shopping yesterday..."

"I saw a very beautiful dress and bought it for Anya, right?" Qin Guanglin interrupted.

"Hmm... eh? How do you know?" Qin Ma was surprised.

"I guess."

Qin Guanglin was patted by Hedon, and hurried at her.

The spoilers feel really good.

"I just bought two clothes. Anya must look very good when wearing them..."

"Today we will take Anya out for fun, and then go there to get it after a few days if you have time."

"Oh, that's it... that's OK, remember to come and get it."

"Okay, let's do it first. I'll make breakfast for them first. I'll have it."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Guanglin stood up and breathed a lot, and looked at him with his head.

"What's next?"

"What's next, mop the floor quickly."

"Didn't you say I want...what do you want to beat me? When will it start?" Qin Guanglin was eager to try.

"Shut up and mop the floor."

"oh."

Why not sit on the sofa for a while, get up and put on slippers and pull it into the kitchen, find two eggs from the refrigerator, and prepare to make breakfast.

Qin Guanglin looked at the time, and after mopping the bedroom, he went into his daughter's room. Xiao Anya was still sleeping with her eyes closed. He stood at the head of the bed with a mop and looked at it for a while. A hint of doting appeared in his eyes, and he leaned over to peck her on her forehead and gently pecked.

"Dad will grow up with you."

"Yeah~" Xiao Anya hummed in dissatisfaction, rubbed her eyes and pulled the quilt on her head to hide it, "Dad, don't bother me, I still have to sleep."

“…”

Little lazy egg.

Qin Guanglin shook his head, took the mop and put it lightly to mop the floor of his daughter's room, and then gently helped her to tidy up the desk. He paused when he saw the telescope at the corner of her desk, and picked it up and took a look.

This is the birthday gift that Anya gave her last birthday.

"Okay, come and have a meal."

Why not bring out two fried eggs, a glass of freshly squeezed carrot juice and a box of milk, and there was no portion for Anya. The family has always slept until noon on weekends. Instead of letting Anya pout and get up reluctantly for breakfast, it would be better to give her enough sleep. Anyway, there is only one chance to sleep in on weekends.

"What did you do with her toys?"

"Eat quickly, wait and see."

"What do you think?" Why bother to be confused.

This doubt was answered after breakfast. Qin Guanglin pulled her out of the house and did not go downstairs, but walked upstairs and went upstairs to the rooftop of the twelfth floor.

There was wind on the rooftop, and the breeze in early spring was still cool, and the sun was already hanging high. Why not follow him to the edge railing and look up at the road in the distance.

Qin Guanglin looked at it with a telescope, took out his cell phone to see the time, "About when?"

"It's soon."

Why not look down at the bottom? She could vaguely see the intersection without using a telescope.

This weekend, the weather is clear, breeze and cloudless.

Two figures stood beside the railings on the rooftop, waiting silently.

Soon after, a loud noise came from a distance, and a faint car alarm sounded, and the column of the traffic light slowly fell down.
Chapter completed!