Taiwei thought that he was dead. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In her panic, she heard the commotion approaching in the distance, and footsteps were hurrying towards her. Messy, hurried, and pressing, she had to hide in the dark.

However, at the last moment, someone suddenly grabbed her arm!

It was the maid in the courtyard of the fourth sister.

Taiwei was struck by lightning on the spot, her breathing stagnated, and her hands and feet stiffened together. She watched as the servant girl opened her mouth to herself, as if she was going to raise her voice to catch her, and she didn't feel cold.

But when the slightly hoarse girl's voice entered her ears, she heard the words - "Come with me"!

The maid named Changxi is her benefactor.

Taiwei sat under the porch, watching the sunset, and slowly closed her eyes.

After nightfall, Bizhu came to serve her to wash and change her clothes, silent, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and what she saw when she returned from Taiwei's punishment that day was like two people.

That perfunctory and contemptuous has all vanished.

Taiwei asked her to go east, but she didn't dare to go west, and regarded Taiwei as a flood beast, avoiding the inevitable and only blindly obedient.

She made the bed, made tea, and waited for Taiwei to fall asleep, except for a "yes" word.

When Taiwei said that she didn't have to be on duty at night to send her out, her eyebrows couldn't help but show joy. Taiwei pretended not to see it, and only asked her to leave a light in the house before going out.

The glimmer of light was bright, and Taiwei lay in the tent, her eyes wide open, recalling little by little the houses she had passed by during the day. The paths, the courtyards, the lengths, the sizes, all converged into a picture in her mind.

The evening of late spring was much shorter than in winter, and she counted the time, narrowed her eyes slightly, and turned to face the tent.

There was light outside the tent, as if the dawn had arrived.

The tent is dark, like a beast's cave.

Taiwei is in it, like a fierce beast ready to attack.

Her minions have poked out.

Finally, with a "hiss", a very soft light sound sounded in the silent room. There was no one to watch over it, and when the time came, the lights went out.

Taiwei held his breath and listened to the movement outside, and suddenly a carp rolled over from the bed.

She opened the tent, quietly put on her embroidered shoes and began to walk out.

The soles of the shoes were soft and walked fast, and there was only a slight rustle when they landed, like the evening breeze blowing through the treetops, and like the wings of a bird.

Walking to the window, Taiwei's figure moved, and he flipped out like a swallow.

She has learned light body kung fu for many years, and even if she goes back in time, she can't take away her memory.

She fell to the ground like a cat, and stood up, her limbs pressed against the wall, and looked around in the thin white moonlight. In the night, everyone had gone to bed, and there was no ghost around.

Taiwei lightened his breath, lifted his breath and borrowed strength, and quickly went to the outside of Jixiang Garden.

However, it was not the body she was familiar with, and as she went, her breath became shorter. She held back her strength and didn't dare to relax, and went straight to the crape myrtle garden where her mother was.

The last time she saw her mother, there were only Yi Cui and two rough mothers-in-law who took care of her daily life.

After her mother fell insane, no one dared to stay with her anymore.

The trees fell and scattered, and it didn't take long for all the people around my mother to run away.

Only the eldest girl Yicui said that she would not move anything, and she must stay by her mother's side to serve. Yi Cui was not young at the time, and it was said that if she asked Aunt Cui for a little bit, how could she ask for a family affair that she could get by, but Yi Cui was loyal to her mother, and she never mentioned it when she went to ask Aunt Cui for matching people.

She made it clear that she would not marry, saying that she would only want to stay with her and serve her wife.

The servants in the house ridiculed her for being stupid and laughed at her for being crazy, and she didn't care at all.

The rosary worn by Taiwei on her wrist was also sent by her personally.

After her mother died, Yi Cui accompanied her to pack up her mother's relics, turned out a thick pile of Buddhist scriptures to show her, and pointed to the handwritten handwriting on it with red eyes: "Girl, take a closer look, Madame's handwriting, does it look like it was written by a madman?"

The hairpin on the top is small and neat, as neat as an engraving.

The person who writes must be conscious.

Taiwei understood what Yi Cui meant, but those words alone did not prove that the mother was not insane, at best, it could only show that the mother was not sick when she copied those scriptures.

Taiwei didn't want to believe that her mother was crazy.

But when she was young, her mother wanted to gouge out her eyeballs. If she hadn't been crazy about that, how could my mother have done it? She was scared and confused, but she still didn't want to believe it. When she grew up, she couldn't help but be suspicious of her grandmother and others.

Grandmother had always disliked her mother.

Her mother never got pregnant again after giving birth to her, which disgusted her grandmother even more. And Aunt Cui, if her mother has been doing well, where will it be her turn to be in charge?

They were suspicious for many years, but there was no evidence to prove that their mother's madness was related to them.

And most importantly, the mother thinks she's crazy herself.

It doesn't matter if others believe it or not.

She thinks she's crazy, and she is.

If you don't believe it, you have to believe it.

When my mother was dying, she couldn't stop saying anything, and at least two of them were worried about her madness. She is a madman, and Taiwei, as her daughter, has the blood of a madman, and I am afraid that one day she will also go mad.

My mother was very upset about this.

Even if Yi Cui was on the side to relax her heart and say no, she was still worried.

But her worries did not come true, and she did not commit madness until she died. However, they are mother and daughter after all, and although their fates are not completely identical, they also have similarities.

Taiwei died at the age of twenty-two.

Her mother's first episode of madness was when she was 22 years old.

Their lives have changed dramatically in that year.

Taiwei dies and comes back to life, and finds herself back to her youth.

The mother loses everything, even human dignity.

Twenty-two years old, at this age, it really felt like a curse to them.

When his life in his previous life was about to end, Taiwei had no reluctance or regret in his heart. She feels that she has no worries, no joy in life, no fear in death, and it doesn't matter whether she lives or dies.

The mother died.

My father died.

Xiao Qi is dead.

The Master is gone.

She is alone, so why is she afraid of death?

So at the moment of death, she thought in a trance that she probably had lived enough. She hoped that if she closed her eyes and open them again, she would be able to see those who had died, but she didn't expect it......

When she opened her eyes, she saw the past.

Those who have died, are still alive.

Everything was like a dream.

It's just that she can't tell whether this is a dream or a nightmare that seems to be a dream.

She was forced to be helpless, kicked back by God, and could only live again. But this time, she had to go a different way.

Taiwei's body was as light as a swallow, and he sneaked into Ziwei Garden against the night wind.

It was empty, and the needle drop could be heard, but her footsteps were lighter than the needle drop.

The two rough mothers-in-law lived in the same room, and they were already asleep.

As for Yi Cui, she should follow her mother.

Standing too slightly in the wind, there is a slight sweat in the palms of the hands.

seems to be cowardly in her hometown, she is obviously fully prepared, but she really stood in front of her mother's door, but she didn't dare to go in to see her.

Even if she wanted to know the answer to that question.