Chapter 109:

Ding Yao stood by the bed and heard that Xiao Yan had the intention to leave this man named Qiao Chengyu, and this man who did not know which planet came from finally seemed to recognize the situation and expressed his willingness to stay temporarily.
The man does not yet know what the combat effectiveness is or what skills he has to make a living. But at least it can be seen that he seems to have no intention about Xiaoyan. He woke up and thought about looking for his wife.
Fortunately, in this case, as long as he is willing to leave by himself, there is no need to kill him, Ding Yao thought. Killing a man who is unintentional about Xiaoyan is not the same as killing a man whom Xiaoyan likes. If in the past, Ding Yao would not care about this difference. But now, Ding Yao must admit that he really cares about Xiao Yan.
Just then, the name "Han Yanyan" fluttered into his ears, like a thunder blast on the ground.
Ding Yao Huo Ran looked up!
But he couldn't see anything, there was a blank expanse in front of him, he couldn't see what Xiaoyan looked at, he just heard her admiration for the man. When nothing happened, Xiao Yan was always gentle and listening to her voice, Ding Yao couldn't hear any difference.
How could Ding Yao still treat her as before!
At this moment, Ding Yao flashed in his mind, it turned out to be exactly the same idea as Qiao Chengyu-her name is Han Yanyan? How could she be called Han Yanyan?
Who is Han Yanyan? It was the last woman in his life.
At first, she was an ordinary beautiful woman. Later, she became a beautiful woman who became more and more flavorful. Later, he was chased and killed by the corpse emperor, and his companions gradually abandoned him. Only this woman persisted in him.
At last……
With Ding Yao's character, he never looked back to the past and the dead, he only looked forward. Incarnation reborn on this flabby planet, he never cared about "why is me", "why is it here" or "why is it so". No matter what the rebirth is, he has been born and has come here. Tracing the source can not change the current situation.
But now, he couldn't help but think about it. Because Xiaoyan ... is actually called Han Yanyan!
So is Xiaoyan Hanyan? Ding Yao could not confirm.
Xiaoyan and Hanyanyan have completely different characters except that they can kill people. Han Yanyan held cold and talked very little. Xiaoyan is relatively simple, and because it is far away from the crowd, it is quite natural and wild, and it is too much to make people crazy.
Their looks are completely different ...
Ding Yao's thinking suddenly stalled for a moment.
Xiaoyan really looks completely different from Han Yanyan, but Ding Yao now recalls that she really had a bit of Han Yanyan in her eyebrows. But at that time he was totally devoted to his own living situation and didn't even care. And the faint shadow gradually disappeared as Xiaoyan grew older. The longer and more beautiful her appearance, she could not see any similarity to Han Yanyan.
If he can reincarnate into this world, why can't Han Yanyan?
"Xiaoyao?" A warm hand touched his cheek, asking worriedly and gently, "what happened?"
Ding Yao suddenly returned to his mind.
He raised his hand and touched Xiaoyan's face.
Although skin care products are only homemade ointments, her skin is still delicate due to long-term consumption of nutrient solution. Ding Yao recalled the feelings of touching Han Yanyan in Bai Mengmeng's vision, but he could not find a little similar feeling.
"Xiaoyao?" She asked, "isn't she used to getting along with strangers?"
She crouched down and held Ding Yao in her arms, and said gently, "Don't be afraid, he doesn't look like a bad person."
Her embrace was his familiar feeling, warm and safe.
What if she is Han Yanyan? Ding Yao recalled these eight years, and was very convinced that even if she was really Han Yanyan's reincarnation, she did not carry the memories of her previous life like him.
She is a brand new person, she is Xiaoyan.
But if she is Han Yanyan's reincarnation ... Ding Yao remembered the last of his life.
Is it a fate or a debt?
In any case, it only means that he and her are destined to be tied together and never separated.
Qiao Chengyu fell asleep and woke up feeling physically and mentally restored. He was lying still, his mind confused.
What junk star, what spaceship, if it's fake, it's better. But he was lying on the ceiling he could see, telling him really that he was in a broken spaceship at this moment. A woman with a child lived in a garbage dump like a mouse.
And she was called Han Yanyan.
Qiao Chengyu turned over and sat up. The matter was so weird that he had to ask clearly.
"Are you awake?" A cold voice came from the door.
Qiao Chengyu looked up, and the little boy stood at the door. Gray-eyed pupils looked at him without expression.
"Mom told you to wake up to eat." He turned and said, "Come with me."
Qiao Chengyu paused and got up to follow him. Two people, one big and one small, walking in the corridor.
"Ms. Han is your mother?" Qiao Chengyu couldn't help asking.
The teenager walking in front gave a cold "um".
"Your mother's name is Han Yanyan?" Qiao Chengyu asked again. His tone was weird.
The teenager stopped and turned. The off-white pupils were a little stunned by the light. He asked, "What's wrong with this name?"
Very wrong. He all came to a planet that didn't know what time and space, and actually met a woman named Han Yanyan!
Qiao Chengyu was silent for a while and said, "My wife is called ... Han Yanyan."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the boy's body rose sharply, sharp like a blade. Qiao Chengyu instinctively took a step back.
Here "Han Yanyan" suddenly poked his head out of a door: "Are you here? Seems to hear your voice? Why don't you come in?" Interrupted in a timely manner what might happen.
Without saying a word, the little boy turned and walked into the hatch. Qiao Chengyu stood there for a few seconds and followed him.
"I boiled the congee and baked the cake." Han Yanyan was busy serving the dishes.
The meat was chopped and boiled thick and rotten with ground rice grits. The flesh of a certain kind of fruit is sandwiched in the cake, and it has an aroma after being cooked. Compared with the "nutrition solution" that seems to be inferior soda, it is a delicious meal.
Qiao Chengyu unknowingly drank half a bowl of porridge.
Han Yanyan asked with concern: "Is the taste good?"
"Very good, really good." Qiao Chengyu said, "excuse me."
Han Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You can get used to it. This is what we usually eat. I also want to make some good for you, but the environment is too bad now. Here it is. Only rats are fat and strong, and the stock in the house is all rat meat. "
Qiao Chengyu's hand just picked up a spoonful of meat porridge and froze there. I just thought it was something delicious, and it was pouring up from my stomach.
He looked at the minced meat in the spoon, and with great perseverance, he strongly suppressed the feeling of acid in the stomach, opened his mouth and put the porridge in his mouth. It took a few seconds to finally swallow the porridge.
After going through this barrier, it will not be so difficult later. He swallowed heavily and drank the remaining half of the bowl of porridge without any waste.
This is a garbage star abandoned by human society. This is a pair of mother and child who survive in the dump. Crude food illustrates the difficulty of survival.
After accepting the current situation, Qiao Chengyu's clear-mindedness went straight into survival mode without any pretense.
He previously claimed to be a group ceo. The word ceo, whether Xiaoyan understands it or not, Ding Yao understands it.
From the bustling city to the abandoned mine star, a ceo can accept the status quo in such a short time, adapt to the environment, this mind ... Ding Yao does not feel lost to himself when he came at the beginning of the last days.
He lowered his head and drank the porridge, slowly tearing open the disease, and chewing it into the mouth one by one. Hearing Han Yanyan sighed, "You must be a first- or second-class literary star, right? It's hard for you."
"Why do you say that?" Qiao Chengyu asked.
"You look like you are living a good life." Han Yanyan was envious, "You even look good at eating, completely different from us."
Qiao Chengyu looked at the mother and son of the two henhouse heads. Both of them were fierce in eating, apparently because the food was in short supply for a long time, and it was very precious.
He was silent for a while and said, "I don't know what the first- and second-level literary stars are like. Where I came, although the level of technology is not as good as here, it is prosperous, peaceful, stable, and rich in products."
"The level of technology is lower than here?" Han Yanyan was a little surprised. "It's already hundreds of years old technology. We have lost contact with Xingwang for more than two hundred years and have no access to any new technology. You Is it a tertiary star here? "
But she quickly sighed and said, "Even if it's Level 3, it's better than here."
Qiao Chengyu was silent for a while and asked, "Miss Han, how did I get here?"
Han Yanyan said: "You were thrown away by those littering spaceships in a living compartment. Fortunately, Xiaoyao found you. Otherwise, if the living compartment is exhausted, you may die. You can wake up, you can hardly find food in the dump alone, or you may die soon. "
Ding Yao could hear that Xiao Yan was intimidating Qiao Chengyu on the one hand and showing grace on the other. However, although she has first-class survival skills, she does not have much experience in communicating with others. This kind of wrist makes it very clumsy.
But wanting to leave Qiao Chengyu's mind, it is obvious.
Qiao Chengyu, the business elite, naturally understood it. He nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for saving me. Next, I'm afraid I'll be harassing for a while. It's giving you trouble."
When he finished speaking, he saw the eyes of this woman, also called "Han Yanyan", lit up.
Actually, it was a simple-minded woman, he thought.
"Miss Han ..." He called out and was interrupted by Han Yanyan. She said, "Call me smoke."
Qiao Chengyu immediately changed his mouth and said, "Yanyan, I'm in a mess now. Please help me think about what exactly would cause me to appear here?"
Han Yanyan was surprised, saying, "You don't know it yourself?"
Qiao Chengyu lowered his eyes.
"My last memory is the wedding." He said.
Gorgeous, dreamy, grand, perfect wedding. He is about to marry the bride of his dreams. She was wearing a wedding dress, and she was so beautiful and dazzling in the light gold sunshine.
Then the mountain shook and the castle fell. Strange white light came from all directions, and then opened his eyes, he had already come here.
"Can it be a kidnapping?" Han Yanyan thought for a long time before asking.
A wedding is taking place, aliens strike, and some people are abducted into space. Then I do n’t know how long it has been, I do n’t know what they did to him, anyway, one day, he lost value and was discarded as garbage.
Although very sci-fi, the background here seems to be very logical to make sense.
"No, it doesn't make sense." Qiao Chengyu said, "I was at a wedding then, but now I'm wearing my daily clothes, not the wedding dress. It doesn't make sense."
This is actually ... a small preference of Han Yanyan, and it turned out to be a bug in this logic.
Han Yanyan has a headache.
She was thinking about how to pass, and the little boy with gray eyes suddenly sneered.