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"Hmm~~~~" It seems that I haven't fully woken up yet, I lazily stretched out my hand, how long have I been asleep? Not very clear...... But how can you be so tired? I shook my head, a gurgling joint writhing sound around my neck.

Slowly, I opened my eyes, and it was so dark... There should be electric lights or something at home, right? Wrong...... I don't remember exactly, what's going on? I'm supposed to leave the house, right? But why fall asleep? How long did I sleep? No...... Also, why should I leave home? I...... What the hell am I?? What's wrong?

Rubbing my eyes, which were still a little misty, I looked around at my surroundings...... I'm lying on a hard wooden bed (no, isn't my house Simmons??). Opposite the bed was a low, old wooden cabinet with some simple utensils and a rusty bronze mirror, and then a square table, and the floor in the room was actually dry and loose dirt! The door is a wooden door with a wooden bolt, and the window is a papier-mâché wooden window frame. Although the whole room was relatively tidy, it was so simple that I was stunned. The constant sunlight shining through the gap in the window can tell that it should still be daytime, but ...... Why is this room so dim? Oh, no lights, not even candles!

Now I've got two bigger heads... What's going on here? Although I have forgotten some things, at least I remember that I lived for 18 years, and what kind of house did I live in, this room, obviously not my home, right?

There was a confusion in my mind, could it be that I was trafficked?? Why is there no impression at all?? And what the hell is this place? Judging from this room, it is clear that this is a country that cannot be more country...... Countryside.

I was chilling and began to tremble, and my heart was filled with the fear of the unknown.

"Where the hell am I......" I couldn't help but mutter, huh? Strange, why does this sound a little different from mine? How can I say it, I have listened to my voice myself for eighteen years, why does it sound so foreign today??

Calm down, I want to calm down, I pressed my head hard...... Strange, is this my hair? I remember that my hair was just shawl hair, and I thought I had been to a beauty salon not long ago, but when I looked closely, my hair was so long that it fell to my waist.

There is a very strange feeling in my heart, it seems that from the depths of my soul I began to reject all this in front of me, by the way, the bronze mirror! Isn't there a small bronze mirror on the cabinet opposite?

I hurriedly got up, didn't even care about the clothes I was wearing and the embroidered shoes I was wearing on my feet, and directly picked up the bronze mirror......

In the mirror, a face appeared that I had never seen before...... The skin is smooth and fair, with thin willow eyebrows like green feathers, a pair of big eyes, the eyes are clear as water, the nose is small and pointy, and the small lips look a little naughty...... But the whole facial features are delicate and delicate, it is simply looking forward to the brilliance, and the face seems to have a little baby fat, but the person in the mirror looks only eleven or twelve years old, still a child, although it is only for a moment, I still think, although I am unwilling, this baby is really a beauty, although I am definitely not bad, but if this little girl in front of me is another three or five years, although the country cannot be talked about, but the beauty of the city must be there.

Wait, this is the mirror...... What about me? Where have I been!! The girl in the mirror looked at me with a frightened face, no, I looked at the mirror with a frightened face...

Can you imagine if one day, the mirror reflects yourself is not the same as before? What will be your expression at that time?

I guess that's the way I look now...... No, it was the frightened expression of the little girl in the mirror, the uneasiness and panic flowing in her big dark eyes.

Despite the rejection and doubts in my heart, the girl in the mirror is now me, no wonder I feel that the things around me seem to be quite tall, and it turns out that I have become smaller.

I trembled and looked in the mirror again, and looked closely, this girl seemed to be a little lacking in nutrition, although her skin was very delicate, but it was too pale, there was no blood, and her lips were a little pale and pale, it was really pitiful, her long black hair was just scattered around her waist, there was no ornament on her head, her delicate and slender arms, hey, why did she have some bruises? Could it be that someone has beaten this little doll...... Such a cute little doll, how can it feel like no one is taking care of it?

I raised my hand, and found that the clothes on my body were also a little old, not like a good fabric, and judging from the layout of this room, this should be a relatively poor family, right?

No, now the poor person is not the little girl, but me...... No, I'm that little girl...... There seems to be a little confusion in my mind, but I think I can be sure of one thing, that is, if all this is not a dream, then, I should ...... "crossing"??

By the way, I remember dreaming a lot of times, it felt so clear that I couldn't even believe that I was dreaming, but in fact it was a dream. Thinking of this, I had a glimmer of hope and planned to sit back in bed, and if I slept again in my dream, I should be able to wake up, right?

Just as I was about to lie down, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Little sister! Younger sister! Are you awake? A childish voice sounded outside.

What to do...... I'm certainly not the "little sister" of the kid outside the door, but what should I do? Ignore him.

"Little sister!! Younger sister!!! Haven't you gotten up yet? I heard that you were beaten by your second brother yesterday, and I came to see you today! Open the door, little sister! The owner of the boy voice didn't seem to want to leave, but knocked harder on the door.

Alas...... Forget it, if you want to sleep, you have to send this little ghost away at the door first. I got up tiredly and said softly, "Wait for me...... I just woke up. ”

I walked over, and the wooden latch was really hard to open, and I had been there for a long time before I could open it.

A little boy who looked to be about fifteen years old, with a delicate and lovely face, but his face was full of anxiety, immediately walked in, and looking at his sweaty appearance, it seemed that he had run all the way.

As soon as he came in, he took my hand and looked me up and down, and saw that I was a little hairy, "Little sister? Does it still hurt in your body? I heard that the second brother beat you hard, I was angry and annoyed, I wanted to go to the second brother for comment, but I was worried about you, so I came to see you first. ”

"Ah...... Oh, this one, it's not very painful, it's just a little bruised on my hand. "I feel that the children here don't speak with an accent that is our Mandarin, but I seem to be able to understand and speak.

The little boy looked at me distressedly (me?). I guess that little girl...... Forget it, it's me now) The bruises and scars on his arm, rubbed them gently, and asked with concern, "It should be painful, right...... When the bruises are gone, it's fine, but fortunately it doesn't hurt the muscles and bones. ”

I looked at his face full of care, and my heart seemed to feel warm, although this child is younger than me (the original me), but he is really a good brother who cares about his sister. I care more about people than my cousins and cousins at home.

"Brother......" didn't know what his name was, so let's be perfunctory first, "Brother, I'...... I'm still feeling a little unwell, can you let me rest again? ”

"Still uncomfortable? But are you still feeling unwell? You wait for me, and I'll call someone to invite Lang Zhong to come!" ”

Seeing that he was panicked, it seemed that he was about to run out, so I hurriedly grabbed him, "Don't worry, brother, I don't care, just let me sleep for a while, just sleep for a while, really." ”

"But...... Little sister, you ......" This child seems to be a little uneasy.

"Brother, really, I want to... I just need to rest for a while, and I'll be fine, and you can relax. ”

"Little sister, that... Don't you want to be strong, huh? "Looking at his half-believing look, it's really not easy to send away... No, this is a good brother who cares about his sister, even if he is not himself, but how can I ignore the kindness of others?

"Then, brother... If you are still not at ease, rest with me. "If you don't do it ruthlessly, it seems that he really doesn't want to go.

"Ahh He looked at me with a look of surprise, and then hurriedly shook his head like a rattle, "No, little sister, you are a girl, I am a man, you can't rest together, this is going to break the rules!" Looking at this boy's serious face, he looked surprisingly cute.

"Then, I'm going to rest, brother, you can do it yourself." I pretended to be tired and rubbed my temples with my hands.

He was bewildered by my appearance, and seemed to really think that I was tired, so he hurriedly said, "Then, little sister, you rest for a while, and I will come to see you in the afternoon." ”

Okay, good...... Alas, my little ancestor, thank God that you should hurry away now. Don't get in the way of my sister, I'm going back to the real world. Although this ancient dream is a bit interesting, I prefer that I wake up sooner and always feel that I still have something important to do in the real world.

Luckily, I never lose sleep...... No, I should say that I am the best at dozing off, and I don't choose a bed, just lying on the plank bed, I quickly fell asleep.

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"Huhu~~~~~(~o~)" I really slept enough now, and I feel very energetic!

Okay, strange dream, I woke up, huh?

(⊙_⊙)Well?

I was still in that room in my dream, so to speak, I picked up the bronze mirror that I had placed on the bedside in my dream, ah...... Sure enough, it's still that girl.

Oh, my God!!! Isn't that...... Am I really ...... Can't go back??? It's impossible, God, you crossed me, a weak woman with no power, into such a weak woman with no phone, no mobile phone, no computer, no refrigerator, no air conditioner, and no TV...... What are you doing in ancient times when you have nothing?? And I'm still shrunk, even though it's a little beauty's body, but what can I do???

It seems that even the last straw has been cut off, and I look at all this a little blankly, which is too unreal, right? I always feel... Could it be that the previous eighteen years of life were fake? Am I the real here? I felt like my whole body was about to become in a trance.

So, if I am the real me, then who am I? Who am I?

I sat on the bed in a daze, my mind in a mess again...... (It seems that from beginning to end, I haven't sorted out the thoughts in my head until now--)