Chapter 159: The Little Match Girl (1)
In Qiao Wei's life, without Qiao Guan's obstruction, she met Su Zi, and it can be said that she lived a very happy and happy life. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
When she woke up again, the person was already in the space, and she had experienced another life, as if she could already look down on some things. The memories between him and Sioux City are gradually not so vivid.
It can't be said that it is not loved, it can only be said that it is temporarily sealed in a corner.
"It seems that this task is quite good for you. It can make you see something. ”
When the words fell, he waved his hand, and a golden light appeared.
Name: Qiao Wei
Gender: Female (variable)
Age: 21
Intelligence: 52 out of 100
Charisma: 28 out of 100
Force Value: 19 (out of 100) Appearance Value: 45 (out of 100)
Skills: A self-controlled shot, a special space.
Specialty: None
Health: 0 out of 100
Consumption Log: Spend 30 health and administer permanent indirect amnestics.
"Your tasks are getting better and better, and all the points are beyond my control, and they all belong to the space-time managers to add points."
He sighed and said, as if he was a free-range child, and finally had a place to settle down.
White glow and golden glow intertwined.
Name: Qiao Wei
Gender: Female (variable)
Age: 21
Intelligence: 56/100
Charisma: 31 out of 100
Brawnness: 23 out of 100
Appearance Value: 47 out of 100
Skills: A self-controlled shot, a special space.
Specialty: None
Health: 5 out of 100
Consumption Log: Spend 30 health and administer permanent indirect amnestics.
Qiao Wei smiled and didn't say anything, it seemed that her life was really full. Suddenly, she wanted to take a few days off and didn't want to go through the next life.
"I want to take a few days off, is that okay?"
"Yes, but you can only stay in your space."
"Okay."
Qiao Wei found a large bed in her own space, and then threw herself on the bed, feeling the warmth.
For a long time, the quilt was still cold, oh, it seemed that she had forgotten that she was not a person, but a special existence, and maybe it would disappear in the next second.
The icy temperature, gradually, she fell asleep.
In the dream, she had a headache, a familiar feeling hit her, and she knew that she was about to move on to the next mission.
She was awakened by the cold, and in the snowy winter, she was wearing old and torn clothes, and not only that, but she slept in a thatched hut that was whirring in the wind.
Qiao Wei struggled for a moment and realized that something was wrong, her hands were like the hands of an elderly lady, they were dry and yellow, only bones remained, and a pair of small hands could not be seen as human hands at all, more like a pair of claws, black.
The thatched house is not only dilapidated, but also has broken "doors and windows", the wind blows in and pours into her whole body, this shabby clothes, let alone keep warm, can not be frozen to death, it is a miracle.
Qiao Wei was a little confused, so, what is the situation now, isn't she resting? How did you mess into a world again.
Moreover, there is ah, where has the system gone, where has the boss gone, why hasn't the plot been received yet, who is she now, and what is this place.
The cold weather soon made her forget this question, how to warm up is the most important thing.
This thatched house is really very dilapidated and dilapidated, and she wants to fill in those "doors and windows", but it turns out that she can't even find excess grass, so Qiao Wei has no choice but to drag this weak little body and find a corner, although it is useless, but staying in the corner will make her feel a little safe.
She rubbed her hands back and forth, trying to keep warm in this way.
However, soon, she found that the girl's body was too weak to have any strength at all, and after rubbing her hands back and forth a few times at the moment, she had no strength and raised her hand.
Qiao Wan cursed a few words, what kind of place is this, it is called every day, it is called the earth, she wants to go back to her own space to stay, but she can't go back, and the system can't find it.
Damn, if she had known, she shouldn't have rested, otherwise, she wouldn't have been so miserable.
After going through so many planes, she didn't have such a miserable life, this girl was really miserable.
She was cold and hungry, she couldn't bear it at all, her hands were stiff, her feet were stiff, and there was no place on her body, a place where she was not frozen and bruised.
Qiao Wei felt that she might not have to complete the task, and that she might be frozen to death about the next morning.
Just when she was about to collapse, a hint sounded in her ears, this turned out to be the little girl who sold matches, the plot of this story.
At this moment, Qiao Wei is a little girl who sells matches, and the girl's wish before she dies is to want everything she sees when she draws all the matches to become real.
At the same time, this mission is to hone Qiao Wei's survivability.
Until this story is completed, she can't call the system, she can't enter the space, and can only rely on her own efforts, survival skills, and fulfill the girl's wishes.
However, before that, Qiao Wei's own physical strength will recover to about seventy percent.
That's the only piece of good news.
After the system finished speaking, it disappeared, and no matter how Qiao Wei called, it no longer appeared.
Qiao Wei sighed, she had seventy percent of her physical strength now, she needed to heat up now, and she needed to make this place warmer, otherwise, she might be frozen to stone tomorrow.
What if there is no straw?
Qiao Wei ripped off a little straw from every part of the thatched house, and finally, she returned to the corner, but she didn't dare to lean against the corner, the wind outside was so strong, and the thatched house accidentally fell over, and the game was over.
She curled up in a ball and put straw over herself, which was a little better.
This night, she was hungry and cold, and did not sleep well, and when the day dawned, a new day began, that is, the last day of the year.
Lighting matches five times, four small wishes, it seems so simple, but for girls deep in this society, it is so difficult.
Before leaving, she thought of the girl and her mother, who was lying in bed, waiting for the girl to sell matches and buy medicine to cure the disease.
Some things have long been predestined, she thought, let her take another look at her mother for the girl!
The person on the bed, cold, no longer breathing, she thought of those straws, the fate that still couldn't escape in the end.
Carefully put the straw on the mother's body to cover her body, and let it be like this, it will be a little better, even though he knows that it is impossible, he still wants to do it. (To be continued.) )