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Chapter twenty eight

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Later that night Yibo was laying in his own bed left to his thoughts. Just what was that place? He could remember it so vividly. Like as if he was actually there. "I want to go there again..." Just as he said that he closed his eyes and all of a sudden he felt his surroundings change. He shoots his eyes open. "I'm actually here?"

"This place..."

It felt familiar.

He wandered about. Yibo made his way through this old fashioned mansion. He walked through the endless hallways. Each room he entered contained artifacts and such like a simple hair pin or flower cased in a small glass box on a wooden stand. It was like different eras. Yibo enters a room and looks at the huge place. "A library?"

"No."

Startled Yibo looks around. It was his other self. The yellow glowy him. "These books are records of your past lives." Yibo widens his eyes. "Really?" His other self nodded. Suddenlyย  his other self summoned a book out of nowhere with his hand. "This is the book you need. It has everything you need to know about what happened." Yibo stared at himself. "What happened?"

His other self replied, "That, I cannot tell you. For it is your duty..."

Before Yibo could get a chance to read the book he is awoken by Xiao Zhan.

"It's time for school sleepy head." Yibo frowns, "I was just having a nice dream thank you very much." He gets up and pushes Xiao Zhan aside and enters the kitchen to eat. "What? You seem quite grumpy this morning. Did you want to cuddle?" Xiao Zhan smirks as Yibo frowns more. "Shut up."

...
"Mom? Dad?"

"My dear..."

Fanxing stared at his parents with tears in his eyes. "Don't cry come here." Fanxing runs into his parents arms crying. "We'll reunite soon."

Fanxing felt the weight of his parents lessening until there was nothing left. "No!" Fanxing fell on his knees crying. "Come back..."

Fanxing opens his eyes to a worried Guo Cheng. "Are you ok? I heard you whimpering and calling out for your parents." Fanxing shakes his head and hugs Guo Cheng crying.

"Hey, it's ok. Why don't we go visit them later after you finish teaching." Fanxing nods his head and continued to bury his face in Guo Cheng's chest.

To be continued
I'd be surprised if you guys still haven't given up on me. Sorry for not updating as frequently as I used to. I've just kinda lost the passion. The motivation I had is almost gone. I will try to finish this book though for those who wants it done. Have a good day everyone.

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