To Your Island

Outside the house is a stone road and a street lamp emitting warm light. The light does not enter the house, and they seem to have reached another completely different space inside the house.

Wang Jiexiang touched the wall upwards, and she found the light switch in a short while.

"Patter."

The fluorescent lamp on the ceiling flickered and turned on listlessly.

What catches the eye is a one-bedroom family of three. The house is clean and the items are arranged neatly. The beautiful floral curtain divides the room into different areas. On the left hand side is the dining table and stove, on the right hand side are two beds, one large and one small, and a small desk is placed in the corner.

Seeing the wedding photos of a couple on the TV directly in front of the dining table, Wang Jiexiang walked over.

"Why put it so high?"

She found that she had to tiptoe to get to the top of the TV set.

Her hand... is this her hand? Wang Jiexiang raised his hand and shook it, then he started manually as small as a biscuit.

Surprisingly, Wang Jiexiang reacted and looked down at other parts of his body.

She has become smaller! The down jacket has become a children's down jacket, and the proud long legs are now as short as two lotus roots. The rabbit in the pocket...Where is Yin Xianren? !

Suddenly thunder broke out outside the door, and Wang Jiexiang turned his head and looked at the window.

Waves of lightning fell hurriedly, and a figure standing outside was reflected in the window.

Who is there? She has a cold back, aren't they the only ones on Little Rabbit Island, Yin Xian and her? Wang Jiexiang flipped through her pockets, and her hammer turned into a cute mini hammer. Even so, she felt heavy in her hand.

With the cat at his waist, Wang Jiexiang quietly approached the figure.

"Yeyu to the north, Tang, Li Shangyin."

The child's immature reciting poems shocked her.

"You ask the return date is not yet due, Bashan Yeyu rises to the autumn pond. He, he..."

Seeing him scratching his head, Wang Jiexiang lowered his head and glanced at the book: "Why should I cut the candles in the west window together."

He repeated this sentence, knocking on his head.

Wang Jiexiang frowned and turned to the boy's side. She saw a well, lush weeds, dark clouds on the horizon, but not night. The stone road at the time of arrival is long gone.

There are too many weird things, not bad at present. Wang Jiexiang forced herself to calm down: No matter where she was, the most urgent thing was to find Yin Xian. He is now a rabbit, and there are humans nearby. If he runs around and is caught, he might be made into a dish.

Facing the floor, relying on her current figure advantage, Wang Jiexiang searched under the bed.

There was another person outside. He heard the voice of an older man. He talked to the little boy.

"Children, do you recite poetry here alone?"

The boy replied quietly: "Yes."

"Can you tell Uncle, how old are you this year?"

He said: "Four years old."

The man smiled for some reason, his voice was kind and kind: "What's your name?"

"Yin Xian."

Wang Jiexiang suddenly raised her head, and hit her head against the bed, grinning in pain.

Yin Xian? Therefore, entering this infant house is equivalent to traveling through time and space to return to his childhood, and Yin Xian will then become what he was then? Why didn't she expect it just now.

"Aren't your family home?" The man's questions were endless.

Wang Jiexiang didn't care about them before, and now he took a closer look at his words, and he noticed something strange. The man didn't know Xiaowawa Yinxian. He was free to talk about so many things and what to do?

"No," the four-year-old Yin Xian looked obediently: "I don't have the key to enter the house. I am waiting for them to go home."

"Oh, are they all coming home late?"

The more you listen, the more wrong, Wang Jiexiang slanders: When will Yin Xian's parents go home, what is your business? Are you going to steal something from his house?

Yin Xian bit her lip and answered him very honestly: "Well, Mom and Dad are busy with work."

The man's smile is bigger. When he smiles, he makes a sneer sound, like the wind leaking from the corner of his mouth.

"You're so smart, you started to learn poetry at such a young age."

Xiao Yinxian hid his hands behind him and shook his head negatively.

"Mom wants me to learn it. If I don't memorize it well, my mother will beat her palms at night."

"Mom treats you so badly," the uncle curled his lips and stretched out a hand to him: "Little friend, do you want to go with uncle?"

At his invitation, the boy showed a confused look.

"Don't be afraid," he took the initiative to hold his hand with a smile: "Your father asked me to come to you, and he asked me to take you to where he works."

Wang Jiexiang couldn't restrain himself completely: This man is obviously a bad guy! If you really met Yin Xian's father, how could it be possible to ask those unfocused questions before.

Hearing him mention his father, Yin Xian suddenly relaxed and was dragged away by him without any resistance.

Before they could go far, Wang Jiexiang opened the door and ran towards them.

Her legs are short, but the running speed is still there. Xiao Yinxian's hand held by the man is the finish line of her run. Moving forward at full speed, Wang Jiexiang used his body to knock the two hands apart from the middle.

The man was staggered by her impact. After standing firm, he was about to attack the incoming...

"What do you want to do?" Wang Jiexiang preemptively choked the man.

"I should ask you about this," he rubbed his wrists, and said out of anger: "Little friend, you hit us first."

Yin Xian was protected by Wang Jiexiang behind her. She akimbo her hands and confessed simply: "Yes, I hit you. Where are you going to take Yin Xian?"

The man didn't reply, and Yin Xian behind him patted her on the shoulder.

"who are you?"

The girl who was his age looked at him, and Yin Xian asked her innocently: "Do we know each other?"

Wang Jiexiang glared at him.

"Little friend," the man pushed aside her vigorously, and then pulled Yin Xian back to his side: "He wants to go with me to find his father, what can you do?"

"You don't know Yin Xian's father." She had heard their complete conversation just now, and her tone was very calm.

The man became wary: "Do you know Yin Xian's father?"

"..."

Yin Xian blinked at her.

"Anyway, you can't take him away!" She was too lazy to be reasonable, so she pulled the hand directly.

But now Wang Jiexiang, even with the strength of his body, could not resist an adult man. He easily blocked her, like a chicken, picking up Yin Xian who didn't understand the situation.

She had to jump to reach his leg, there was no way to pull him down.

The big raindrops spilled onto the earth.

Wang Jiexiang shouted loudly, the voice drowned in the sound of increasing rain.

it's dark.

Under a tree not far away, the rickshaw he used to transport goods was parked, and the man held Yin Xian and walked there.

"I want to go with you!"

She pulled him by the leg, and she had no other choice but to make a bad move.

"I know Dad Yin Xian. My father and Dad Yin Xian work in the same place, and I want to go too."

Wang Jiexiang's movement was too loud, and the man looked around, his movements becoming more and more impatient.

Yin Xian cast a confused look at her.

"Did you see, he won't let me go." She winked at him, wondering if he understood.

"Hey," the bad guy's ignorance made Wang Jiexiang angry: "Why don't you take me? I am a child too! I am also very cute."

The man made Yin Xian sit in the back of the car, turned around and slapped Wang Jiexiang.

At this time, an old woman came in the distance, she caught a glimpse of it, and planned to ask her for help.

The man followed her gaze and saw the woman, with a guilty conscience intercepting Wang Jiexiang. She struggled immediately, he immediately picked her up in the waist and threw her into the car together.