The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

After finishing breakfast while chatting, everyone cleaned up the dining table and kitchen before going downstairs together.

"You guys stay at home, we'll go out to buy groceries and we'll be back in a while."

Not long after coming downstairs, Ji Xuan, Qu Yan and Fan Luo changed their clothes and prepared to go shopping together.

As for why he didn't take other people out, it was entirely because he was afraid that they would be recognized. Those who were celebrating the New Year would not get into this trouble.

Because of yesterday's farce, Grandpa and the others probably won't come over for the Chinese New Year this year. Sure enough, there is always a little regret in perfection.

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, we met yesterday. No matter what kind of occasion we met, we met anyway.

She feels sleepy after eating. An Chen is now sitting on the hanging chair, yawning crazily, and sleeping after eating. This is not a kitten, but more like a piglet.

An Chen failed to defeat Sleepyhead in the end, because in the end she surrendered on her own initiative.

Holding a pillow, An Chen lay down on the hanging chair and fell asleep. Fu Yanxing was afraid that she would catch a cold lying here, so he gently covered her with a thin blanket.

Everyone should be playing and making noise in the living room, but An Chen never woke up anyway.

Although he had just woken up, An Chen was sleeping soundly and even had a dream.

In the dream, An Chen saw his long-lost parents and grandfather. They were standing together, and he was standing opposite them.

They all stood together, but An Chen was alone. No one on either side spoke, but An Chen still felt endless loneliness.

Maybe this is the most painful thing. Opposite me is my family, but they are not standing with me, and they don't even communicate.

An Chen also tried to walk towards the opposite side in his dream, but found that he could not take the first step, as if there was a heavy weight on his legs.

He wanted to open his mouth to speak to them, but no sound came out. An Chen felt that he was really alone now, not even Fu Yanxing and the others were around.

The opposite side was bright, but he was in darkness. Staring at the light in the darkness, An Chen felt that the opposite side was really out of reach.

I don't know why, and I couldn't hear what was said on the other side. In short, An Chen saw them leave his sight one by one. Before they left, everyone looked at An Chen and said something.

Although he couldn't hear clearly, An Chen could recognize by the shape of his mouth that the words they said were goodbye.

"Don't leave, don't abandon me, don't leave me here alone." An Chen tried hard to shout to them, trying to get them to stay.

But the few people on the opposite side turned a blind eye, as if they didn't hear anything, and as if they didn't see anything, they just walked away step by step.

As they gradually moved away from his sight, An Chen found that the black mist he was in slowly turned red and brightened.

When the brightness was enough to see him clearly, An Chen looked down at himself and found that he was slowly dissipating, turning into red fragments and dissipating.

The red light that illuminated the black mist was also his own. An Chen felt that he was slowly turning from reality into nothingness. He tried hard to catch the scattered red fragments, but was unable to do anything.

When he was completely reduced to pieces, An Chen suddenly woke up from his dream.