When Qu Songyin woke up, he didn't know where he came from, he just thought that it was in his room, but the bed was not very soft, and the light humidifier was not working.

When she heard the sound of the voice, she woke up and remembered that she had crossed over, and at this moment in the room of her parents.

In the darkness, the fear was infinitely amplified, Qu Songyin was not a bold person, her hand moved unconsciously, and when she touched Qu Chuanwu beside her, her soft body gave her strength.

After breathing a sigh of silent relief, she finally realized who had gotten out of bed.

A family of four, sleeping side by side on the kang, Qu Songyin is only five years old now, Qu Chuanwu is only three years old, and they don't occupy much territory.

The kang asleep against the wall was Pan Meijiang, Qu Songyin was next to her, Qu Chuanwu was leaning against Qu Songyin on the left, and Qu Weixi was leaning on the right.

In other words, the person who turned over and got off the kang was Qu Weixi.

Qu Songyin was originally a little surprised, but suddenly remembered the simple thatched house in the courtyard, and then remembered, probably getting up at night.

When I think about it, I feel a little funny because I have traveled to this strange place and am completely unfamiliar with the people around me.

So once something happens, do you think about the bad place?

I was still thinking about when I would be able to recover as before, and I went home with my golden finger, and I heard the sound of forbearance crying in my ears.

Qu Songyin tilted her head slightly, and saw Pan Meijiang, who was facing her back, lying on her side, with one hand under her face, and her cry came from her.

In the darkness where there is no moonlight, such a dense cry can really make people feel terrified, and Qu Songyin's heart is even more determined to leave.

Maybe these two people, one loves sleepwalking, the other loves to cry at night, it's scary to think about.

Qu Songyin was thinking nonsense, Pan Meijiang's crying became more and more poignant, Qu Songyin also felt that something was wrong, Qu Weixi had been gone for too long, whether it was big or small.

Pan Mei and Jiang cried twice, and the third round began at this time, Qu Chuan Wudu turned over and covered his head with a quilt.

Qu Songyin was afraid that he was too young and would be easy to suffocate when he slept like this, so he gently raised his hand and pulled the quilt.

Such a slight movement instantly alarmed Pan Meijiang, she slowly turned around and looked at Qu Songyin with reddish and moist eyes, and found that she was stunned for a while when she opened her eyes.

Suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Qu Songyin tightly in his arms, and kissed the top of her hair gently, "Why are you awake?"

As he spoke, he quickly let go of his hand and moved away from her forehead, "What's uncomfortable?"

"No ......" Qu Songyin has a golden finger, her eyesight and hearing are better than normal people, and after being suitable for the dark, she can see Pan Mei Jiang in front of her clearly, although she doesn't understand what she is crying about.

But she is not a five-year-old child, seeing the mother of this body crying like this, she finally has some sympathy, stretched out her hand to hug her comfortingly, and patted her on the back.

She really didn't know what to say, after all, this body was only five years old, and she had amnesia, and she was afraid that she would say something wrong and cause misunderstandings.

Pan Meijiang was hugged by her like this, and the whole person froze, and soon hugged her again, crying inhibitively.

Crying without a sound is more distressing than crying miserably, Qu Songyin's heart contracted violently, I don't know if it was because of sympathy, or because of the original residual consciousness of this body.

Pan Meijiang quickly sniffed, patted her back, and whispered, "Sleep." Mom is here. ”

Qu Songyin didn't speak, but closed her eyes and sighed silently, she wanted to go back no matter what, maybe in the end, this woman would still lose her daughter, and she was more sympathetic in her heart.

There was a very soft voice in his ears, so light that Qu Songyin thought it was an auditory hallucination, "Even if I don't have your father, I can raise you well and live happily." ”

There are too many things in these words, Qu Songyin feels that he has guessed something, but he can't believe it, what age is this.

If Qu Weixi is really such a scumbag, isn't he afraid of being caught and killed?

Qu Songyin didn't dare to say anything, so she could only close her eyes and pretend to sleep, avoiding more communication with Pan Meijiang.

The smell of the sea and the sun mixed together seemed to be in her nose, and Qu Songyin found herself standing on the veranda and saw her other self leaning back on a chaise longue, her eyes closed, and her hands resting on the stone below the chair.

She was pleasantly surprised and wanted to walk over, but it seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and no matter how she walked, she would hit a wall.

In the midst of the scorching, the door was opened, and Mom and Dad walked back after buying groceries, talking and laughing, and Dad put the dishes in the kitchen.

Mom rolled up her sleeves and walked to the balcony, with a gentle smile on her face, smoothing her hair behind her ears, but when she touched her face, her face changed dramatically.

Qu Songyin stood by the balcony door, watching her mother pass through her body, squatting in front of another her and shouting frantically, but she couldn't hear a word.

All you can see is the disbelief and the shock on her face, her hands constantly shaking her body.

"Qu Songyin" lying on the recliner did not move, as if he was sleeping deeply, his hands were weak, and he was shaken by his mother, and his almost transparent fingertips kept rubbing against the stones on the side of the chair.

Mom panicked, first dialed the phone, then rushed to the kitchen to call Dad, and the two of them stood one by one and squatted beside her, constantly calling her.

Qu Songyin's heart tightened for a while, and the fine and dense pain was like ocean waves, one wave higher than the other, and she shouted and wanted them to come over.

But they were guarding that Qu Songyin, and the look on their faces became more and more desperate and shocked.

The car came, first the ambulance, the medical staff were busy, shook their heads and left, the ambulance left, the funeral home's car came, the mother held her body and didn't let go, kneeling on the ground and crying.

Dad stood next to him, his vision was empty, and the whole person was stupid.

Qu Songyin felt that the picture in front of him was blurry, and he couldn't see anything clearly, and his mother's voice seemed to echo in his ears, "Xiaoyin, Xiaoyin." ”

She couldn't hear anything, but she felt that this was more than a desolate cry in her ears.

The funeral home's car is finally gone, and it seems that the souls of mom and dad have taken away them, and they are like walking dead.

The picture kept flashing in front of Qu Songyin, the bones that were porcelain white after the sparks, and the remaining bones were smashed and put into the urn.

Mom and Dad stood in front of the tombstone, pale and silently crying, in front of which was her favorite daisy.

When Qu Songyin was woken up by Qu Chuan Wu, he was still a little unable to come back to his senses, and there was a noisy sound in the courtyard in his ears, which was different from the completely silent picture in the previous dream.

She didn't know if she was dreaming, or if she had seen herself in two worlds, and she had completely turned to ashes.

Tears slowly dripped uncontrollably, and Qu Chuanwu, who was frightened and wanted to play with her sister, hugged her, kept rubbing her face with her little face, and screamed in her mouth, "Sister, sister." ”

Qu Chuanwu didn't understand what her sister was crying about, she just thought that her forehead was still hurting, and she didn't respond after screaming for a while, just crying.

Rubbing his body and crawling to her injured forehead, he puffed out his mouth and kept blowing at her wound, especially hard.

When Pan Meijiang came in with a porcelain basin filled with water, he happened to see this scene, and was so frightened that he put the basin away at will, leaned over to wipe away Qu Songyin's tears, "What's the matter?"

Some rough fingertips crossed Qu Songyin's face, making her feel that she was really alive at the moment, and looked at Pan Meijiang with an anxious face in a daze.

"Does it hurt? I'm going to call Dr. Su. Pan Meijiang saw that her eyes were a little straight, and she was even more anxious, her hand wanted to touch her wound, but she was afraid of hurting her, so she turned around hurriedly.

"I ......" Qu Songyin made a voice only to realize that his voice was a little hoarse, "It's okay." ”

The voice was not loud, but Pan Meijiang stopped in place, and turned to look at her again, "Then why are you crying?

"Sister, huhu. Qu Chuan Wu for Qu Songyin was about to blow out of breath when he blew the wound, and when he saw his sister talking, his little face raised his little face waiting for praise, and rubbed to her side and hugged her.

The soft little body made Qu Songyin completely awake, and she faintly felt that it was not a dream, but the final ending of herself in another world.

No matter whether Goldfinger can let her go back or not, she can't go back, her body has turned to ashes, where can she go back?

Qu Songyin reached out and hugged Qu Chuanwu in his arms tightly, but he gave her infinite vitality, let her inhale hard, trying to suppress the tears that kept sliding from the corners of her eyes.

can't go back, can't go back, she has to accept the facts, stay here, and be this five-year-old Qu Songyin.

Pan Meijiang saw that Qu Songyin didn't speak and just hugged Qu Chuanwu, and closed her eyes again, not as if she was unwell, and suddenly remembered that she was crying last night and was discovered by Qu Songyin.

Others said that children were sensitive, and they were surprised to find out if she had affected Qu Songyin.

Although Qu Songyin before falling into the water didn't like to talk, she was very sensible, took her younger brother, and helped with housework, so well-behaved It was the first time she hugged her younger brother and cried silently.

Even if he was bullied and said to be mute before, Qu Songyin never cried like this.

Pan Meijiang sat on the edge of the kang, looking at the two children holding a bunch of children, and patted Qu Songyin's back softly with his hand, "It's okay." No matter what, I'm here. It's okay. ”

She couldn't say much to the young child, touching Qu Songyin's back with one hand and her stomach with the other, her eyes becoming more and more determined.

No matter how unreliable her man is, she can also raise these three children well and not let them lose anything less than others.

Qu Songyin's arms were considerate Qu Chuanwu, who was hugged tightly by her, almost out of breath, but she knew that her sister was crying, she was unhappy, she stayed honestly without saying a word, and her little hand was still holding her sister tightly.

Her back was gently patted by Pan Meijiang again and again, and her soft words were whispered in her ear, "Don't cry." Mom has always been. Wuya will give you whatever she wants. I can give you anything. ”

The despair of never being able to go home and never see my parents again, is like being soothed a little bit.

The family affection that belongs to this five-year-old Qu Songyin wrapped her, and the coolness that emanated from her heart was scattered from her bones little by little.

Qu Chuanwu, who was warm in his arms, Pan Meijiang, who was gentle behind him, Qu Songyin's tears finally stopped, and the heart that wanted to go back was completely dead.

At this moment, she finally understands that she is rooted here, and she wants to live well. At that age when you lived to the previous life, you might be able to go back to that city and see the place where you grew up, and your parents in the past.