When Feng Ran returned to the space again, it was more than fifty years later.

After that task was completed, Yuebao also hibernated for a long time as the system upgraded. However, because the matter of returning to the original plane did not meet the regulations, the system automatically cut off contact with her in the following days, neither interfering in her decisions nor giving help when she encountered difficulties. Only when she "dead" in the original plane did the system call her back.

"Host, welcome back." Yuebao has been staying in the system space. The fifty years outside have only been a few days for it.

When she returned to the space, Feng Ran was still a little dazed. Because she had become accustomed to her appearance as an old woman in her seventies, she had a brief discomfort when she saw her young face.

Seeing that there was no one and only a white marten left on the ground, Feng Ran suddenly felt like she had a dream.

When Yue Bao saw her dazed in front of the void, she also saw what she was thinking.

"Host, life and death are common. Without the demise of old things, where can we get new life? Even if the people and things that are destined to be with you have changed their time and space, and have changed their identities and names, they will always meet you again in another way." Yue Bao jumped on her knees, stretched out his claws, and patted the back of her hand.

Feng Ran still remembered the agreement Yi Jun made with her before leaving. He said that if there was a next life, he would definitely come to find her.

"Yuebao, then do you think, can I still meet Yi Jun again?" Feng Ran reached out and rubbed Yuebao's head, his tone a little melancholy.

"Didn't I just say that those who are destined to be with you will still meet you again. Please wait patiently for the answer." Yue Bao patted her hand with one paw and the old god said.

Feng Ran nodded, "I understand."

"Will the host plan to take a rest for a while to slowly, or arrange the teleportation immediately?" Yue Bao asked.

After taking a sip of the tea provided by the system and sorting out some things, Feng Ran said to Yuebao: "Transfer it now."

If there is a next life, Yi Jun suddenly, you must come to me.

Before his consciousness was dissipated, Feng Ran thought so in his heart.

...

The dispersed consciousness gradually gathered. Feng Ran slowly opened her eyes, looked at the ceiling above her head, and was stunned for a few seconds before she got up from the bed.

What caught my eye was a pink color full of girlish hearts.

The pink bed curtains, quilts, bed sheets, wardrobe, dressing table, carpet, curtains, and even the walls are painted with a light layer of cherry blossom powder.

In addition, there are various plush toys placed on the head of the bed and on the ground. The overall layout of the room is like a model of a princess room she sent to her granddaughter before.

Feng Ran rubbed her eyes, and before she could finish digesting her eyes, she suddenly realized that her hands had shrunk into a pink, fleshy fist!

Feng Ran thought it was not good, so she got out of bed and ran to a floor-to-ceiling mirror. She looked at the white, tender and pink girl in the mirror and petrified in the mirror for a moment.

"Yue... Yuebao, where am I?"

[The plane where the host is now located is a modern plane. In the AD, it is now 2003 AD, which is the eighteenth year after the original owner died in the previous plane.]

“…”

Is it just right that sentence, "I will be a hero again in 18 years"?

Feng Ran pinched her eyebrows and said with a headache: "Let's teleport the plot first."

Only by knowing the plot can she quickly understand the status quo.

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The new plane has begun~ Combined with childhood sweethearts, a story from campus and entertainment circles, I hope everyone likes it~~Night tomorrow will be the first pk of the fox, I hope everyone will come and support you then~~Bow~
Chapter completed!