Is It Reasonable For My Auction House To Have Countless Guards?

Chapter 149 A Dream

"This...where is this?"

"Am I not going through a catastrophe?"

Yang An felt that his head was buzzing, and he opened his eyes in a daze, only to see two familiar figures.

"Son, the leader of your company just called your dad and said that you suddenly fainted in the company, so your dad and I rushed over without stopping."

"Are you too tired from work recently? I've told you a long time ago not to stay up late every day."

"You can make less money, but your health is the most important thing."

"..."

Yang An looked at a slightly hunched woman chattering to him, mostly reproachful words, but there was unconcealable concern in her tone.

"Damn it, stop talking, there are so many people in the hospital."

"Xiao An is no longer a child. He has grown up and has his own pursuits."

"If you're tired, go home and rest for two days."

"Your mother and I don't need you to make much money, and we don't want to be rich in this life. As long as you are healthy and safe, that's all."

A middle-aged man with a square face and a rather stable face patted the shoulder of the woman beside him, and a thick voice came from his throat.

"Dad...Mom...?"

Yang An looked at the two people who appeared in front of him, his voice was slightly hoarse, and there was a little surprise in his tone.

He remembered that he was clearly going through the Ninth Layer before. As long as he passed through the last First Layer, he could break through to the realm of life and death.

"Did I overlook something?"

Yang An frowned. He always felt that something was wrong. He seemed to have overlooked something, but he couldn't tell.

As if aware of the change in Yang An's mood, the middle-aged man and woman looked at each other and said with concern.

"Son, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me. Mom will call the doctor for you."

A smile appeared at the corner of Yang An's mouth, looking at the two familiar figures, he twisted his thigh, feeling the pain, his eyes were slightly red, and he shook his head slightly and said

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired recently."

"Mom and Dad, I plan to find a job at home."

The middle-aged men and women smiled happily after hearing this, seeming somewhat relieved.

"Son, you finally figured it out."

"Listen to me, small cities are better than small cities. Your parents have prepared a house, a car, and a car for you. When the time comes, you can find an easy job and find a wife. I will ensure that you live like a god."

"I think the little girl from so-and-so's family is very good. If you have any ideas, I'll help you find a matchmaker when I get home."

"You are the only child in our family. You know when your boss called, your dad was so anxious that he ran over immediately."

"..."

The middle-aged man suddenly coughed

"Ahem"

"My son has just woken up. Please stop chanting and let your son have a good rest. Let's go out and buy some lunch for him. He is probably hungry after sleeping all day."

The middle-aged woman stopped talking and quickly said

"Oh, yes, yes"

"Son, what do you want to eat for lunch? Your dad and I will buy it for you."

Yang An raised his head, a warm smile appeared on his pale face, and his eyes gradually relaxed.

"I can eat whatever I want."

"Dad, Mom, let's go home together later."

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman was about to mutter something, but was directly pulled away by the middle-aged man.

"My child's father, why are you asking me? You can't just buy something for your son to eat. What if he doesn't like to eat? It seems that my son has lost weight again after only a few months."

"My son has just woken up, and you are reciting sutras to him again. Maybe my son will pass out from you as soon as he wakes up."

"Tell me, do you feel that our son has grown up a lot?"

"When you put it like that, it sounds a bit like it, but it is a good thing after all that my son has grown up."

"..."

Yang An couldn't help but laugh as he listened to the discussion going away, and at the same time, he felt a warm current in his heart.

"Are those real, or was it really a dream?"

"Tongzi, are you there?"

"..."

After not seeing that familiar electronic sound for a long time, Yang An stared blankly into the distance with deep eyes. After a while, he murmured in a voice that only he knew.

"Maybe...this is not bad"

After that, Yang An returned to his hometown with his parents and found an easy job.

Later, when Yang An was traveling, he met a beautiful woman who was somewhat similar to the Sophie he remembered, and they exchanged contact information.

In the end, they came together successfully.

Time flies by, and fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

During these fifty years, Yang An also founded a company. With his indescribable charm and calmness, he recruited a group of talents, allowing his company to develop rapidly and become a leading local industry.

He also wanted to practice the skills in his memory, but no matter how he recalled it, it seemed so fuzzy and he couldn't remember what was recorded in his mind.

On this day, Yang An's mother passed away, looking at Yang An with a smile on her lips.

Another five years passed

The old man who used to be unsmiling but showed tolerance and concern in every aspect has also left.

Yang An knelt in front of the mourning hall and did not get up for a long time until he could no longer hold on and fainted.

Looking at the mirror, the elegant young man in the past has now begun to grow gray hair, and his face has become older and full of wrinkles. Yang An's eyes are deep and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

Fifteen years have passed again, and this time Yang An tightly holds the hand of his wife who has been with him for half his life. He knows that this is another separation.

"Husband, are she and I... alike?"

The bedridden old man forced himself to sit up, with a smile in his eyes, and asked Yang An softly.

"Not like"

"You are not her, you are you. For the first half of your life and for the rest of your life, you will be the unique Su Xueling."

"The one I like has always been you."

Yang An shook his head and looked at his wife, who had been with him for half his life and had many children and grandchildren, stroking her dry white hair with gentle eyes.

Her name was Su Xueling, not the Sophie he knew. He figured this out early on.

After hearing Yang An's answer, Su Xueling smiled, her smile was sincere and bright, like a child who was praised and extremely happy.

Then, her eyes gradually became cloudy and lifeless, and her lips moved slightly, as if she was telling something, but it seemed so inaudible.

But Yang An knew what she meant.

"Husband, go pursue the world in your dreams."

At this moment, Yang An was speechless for a long time, but his originally cloudy eyes gradually became brighter.