I Contracted Myself

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"Wow!!!"

Zhang Ping stared in shock at the scene before him, unable to hold back a gasp of amazement.

After a half-hour journey, they finally arrived at Ye Changchun's home, an extinct volcano.

Strictly speaking, this wasn't really Ye Changchun's home but rather the place he stayed the longest. He often wandered around, and whenever he felt like resting, he would simply find a spot near a water source and sleep there for weeks.

Therefore, Ye Changchun could be said to be at home wherever he went. He himself was his home.

But this place was truly beautiful.

Lush green meadows, with a crystal-clear blue lake in the middle.

Around the lake grew trees that looked very similar to Ye Changchun, laden with fruits whose fragrance could be smelled from afar.

"So beautiful."

Zhang Ping gently brushed aside the hair blown onto his forehead by the wind, gazing at the picturesque scenery before him, his mood lifting from gloomy to bright.

If his heart had a door, at this moment, it would be wide open, letting in the fresh air and warm sunlight, making him feel cheerful.

He instinctively ran down the hill, rolling on the grass with Little Theron in his arms, then lay spread-eagle on the grass, simply staring at the sky.