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Chapter 395 Mom is back(1/3)

The boy finally found something was wrong.

etc……

He stared blankly at the alarm clock he had taken over.

Strange bird shape.

There are more "unique" wake-up voices...

...

When he was choosing an alarm clock that year, when he said he wanted to buy this, his parents looked surprised and asked him repeatedly if he was sure to buy this alarm clock?

He nodded affirmatively.

He wants this alarm clock.

Very interesting.

It looks quite ugly at first glance.

However, after watching it for a long time, he thought this ugly bird was ugly and cute.

Coupled with its unique sound...

He thinks he likes it very much.

He felt that with this alarm clock, he didn't have to worry about not being able to get up in the morning.

It turns out that his idea was correct.

Although there were countless mornings, especially in winter mornings, he had a strong urge to throw this alarm clock out.

...

"Dongdong~"

The boy knocked himself on the head a few times.

It's off topic.

His hazy eyes gradually returned to clearness.

He turned around in a daze.

Is he in his room... on the bed?

He knocked his head again.

The memories of yesterday slowly emerged...

...

The boy suddenly sat upright.

Eyes wide.

He looked panicked and confused.

How could he be in the bed in his room?

He was waiting for his mother to come back by the window in the living room yesterday...

later……

He remembers...

The boy pursed his lips.

He cried.

He subconsciously touched his face.

certainly.

One night passed.

Naturally, there is no trace of it.

Then what……

He didn't wait for his mother...

He fell asleep!

When the boy found that his memory was still in the scene of his crying, he was stunned for a while before he suddenly realized.

He actually fell asleep?!

...

ah!

The boy suddenly lifted the quilt and jumped off the bed.

So how did he get back to the bed in his room?

He had no impression at all.

It's impossible that he came back by himself...

So……

...

The boy didn't even bother to wear slippers.

He barefoot, opened the door of his room...

The eyes suddenly lit up.

Because the curtains in his own room were pulled up.

Even if there is a faint light illuminating the dimness in the house through the curtains, it is incomparable to the brightness in the living room with large window glass.

The boy narrowed his eyes slightly.

He wandered around in place for a while.

He heard something coming from the kitchen.

His eyes suddenly lit up and even suppressed the morning sunshine.

...

He ran to the kitchen.

The bare feet thumped on the smooth wooden floor.

...

The figure of the boy moving forward suddenly stopped.

He stood outside the kitchen.

The busy figure in the kitchen turned around when he heard the movement.

"Get up?"

A woman must bend her eyebrows.

The next second, the woman frowned.

The boy's heart was thrilled.

Unconsciously held his breath.

...

"Why don't you wear shoes?"

The woman looked at the boy's barefoot and showed some disagreement on her face.

“Isn’t it cold?”

The autumn morning is still a bit cool.

What if you catch a cold?

"Go and put your shoes on now."

The woman urged.

"hurry up."

...

"oh oh."

The boy responded blankly.

...

"Then you won't go?"
To be continued...
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