Spoiled by the President novel Chapter 886

She bent down and squatted on the ground because of her discomfort.

In her mind, two voices kept sounding.

To leave? Or not to leave?

She did not know why, but she had a faint feeling of nostalgia for this place. This feeling appeared inexplicably as if it was stuck in her heart, but at the same time, she was also subconsciously rejecting it.

Drops of cold sweat dripped from her forehead. Her lips gradually turned white, as various scenes suddenly appeared in her mind like a movie.

"Brother, what do you think this is?"

"Sister, don't pick this flower anymore. The flower blooms so beautifully. If you pluck it, it'll die and won't be pretty anymore."

"But the reason that flowers are beautiful is so that people can see and pick them, right? Brother, you’re so old-fashioned. Ruby doesn't like you anymore, hmph!" The little girl snorted heavily and left with anger.

The boy, who was just a bit taller than her, frowned when he saw her reaction. He scowled in slight embarrassment, stepped forward, and pulled her back. "Okay, okay, don't get angry. I'll pick it for you. That’s ok, right?"

The girl looked at him slyly and blinked her puppy eyes. "Really?"

"Really." The boy pouted a bit and clenched his fists hard. "I'm going now. Just wait."

He then walked to the flower bush growing among the thorns as he spoke.

The little girl waited by the side, pointing at a few particular flowers from time to time, while happily instructing him to pluck the flowers for her. Seeing that he picked up everything she liked, she was really delighted.

The little boy's body was hurt by the thorns in several places, but he gritted his teeth. After a long time, he finally plucked enough flowers for her and walked over.

Pleased, she took the flowers and leaned over to give him a kiss on his face. She said crisply, "Brother, you’re the best and I like you the most."

The little boy glanced at her helplessly, shook his head, and said, "It's getting late. Grandma is still waiting for us at home. Let's go back soon."

The little girl nodded, and the little boy reached out and took her hand. Then, the two of them walked towards the house together.

As the sun set, the golden sun shines on their two petite bodies, stretching their reflections long and wide.

Vickie suddenly woke up. She opened her eyes in horror, unable to believe what had appeared in her mind.

How could this be?

What was going on with those scenes? She had never seen that little boy or been to this place, let alone experience what had appeared in that scene.

But why were these scenes so vivid in her mind?

It was so clear that it was as if it had really happened to her. Who was the little girl with a crisp and delicate face? Who could it be if it was not her when she had been young?

So...was it really her?

Had she been here?

And who was that boy she called brother?

Vickie suddenly remembered that before she passed out, she seemed to have called someone her brother.