Tang Yue lay on the bed, frowned and raised her little hand, put it in front of her eyes, and looked at it over and over. Strange, she obviously felt that her hand was poked hard by the tip of a needle, why did she have no wound?

After thinking about it for a long time, Tang Yue didn't come up with a result, probably because she felt wrong?

Tang Yue closed her eyes, put her little hand on her chest, and after a long time, she still couldn't sleep. Suddenly, she got up, got out of bed gently, put on her shoes, and took a torch and lit the candle.

The room suddenly lit up.

Tang Yue sat on the chair and looked at her hand by candlelight.

Her nails are powdery, her palms are fleshy, white and tender, and her skin is very good and sensitive, so she can't stand a little pain.

Thinking about the things of the day, Tang Yue picked up the needle and thread left by the Guan family on the table, took the needle that shone with cold light off the thread, carefully pinched it in his right hand, and deliberately kept the tip of the needle away from him.

But she looked at her left hand, and then at the tip of the needle, and hesitated.

It's going to hurt, right? Tang Yue was a little annoyed, in fact, she was not afraid of pain before, she was injured and sick, and she passed by standing alone, but after changing her body, she became squeamish and couldn't stand the pain at all.

It may also be because in this life, some people care about it, some people hurt, and some people comfort it. And no matter how painful it was in her previous life, she had nowhere to say.

Hey, it's really going back the more you live, Tang Yue sighed.

It's obviously a childish little face that makes such an old-fashioned expression, which is weirdly cute.

She gritted her teeth and cheered herself up, anyway, sticking out her head is a knife and shrinking her head is also a knife, it is better to die early and early. The poison didn't poison her, so what's the point of bleeding?

She closed her eyes and picked up the tip of the needle and poked it into her finger.

"Snort" Tang Yue was in pain, and suddenly felt that her hand was going to fall off, she regretted it, her ten fingers were connected to her heart, why did she have to poke her hand to death!

She lowered her head, not to mention the blood that flowed out, and her white fingers didn't even have a pinhole.

The pain was still there, Tang Yue pursed her lips and carefully checked the place where she had just been injured in the candlelight.

After a while, she finally gave up hope of finding the wound.

She groped for something in the sewing cage again, her brow furrowed, and her little face stretched long.

Then she found a pair of scissors.

This time she didn't hesitate, picked up the scissors, Tang Yue stretched out the back of her white and tender hand, her eyes opened wide, and there was a deep fear suppressed in it, the scissors slowly approached her fair skin, the cold touch made her heart jump suddenly, Tang Yue didn't hesitate, the blade cut through the back of her hand at once.

The pain hit instantly.

Tang Yue gritted her teeth, her little face was slightly pale, she dropped the scissors in her right hand and looked at the wound on the back of her hand.

That's right, this time there was finally a wound, and a shallow blood mark appeared on the back of the hand, which was extremely shocking when it fell on the white and tender skin.

Maybe it's just that the needle is too small?

Just as Tang Yue was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a strange scene happened.

The wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Tang Yue's eyes widened, and her breathing stopped instantly.

This, what the hell is going on?

After a few breaths, the back of her white hand returned to its original state, leaving only the dark red bloodstains, reminding her of what had just happened.

Tang Yue suddenly lost her strength, she hugged herself tightly, only to feel that her whole body was cold and shivering.

If she had been a child, she might have been shocked and happy by this scene, but she wasn't.

She only looks like she is six years old on the outside, but on the inside she is a ghost who has borrowed the corpse to resurrect her soul.

That's right, she was scared.

The matter of resurrecting the soul from the corpse was beyond her acceptance, and now, this strange ability made her feel even more like a monster.

She just wants to be a normal person.

Tang Yue bit her lower lip until a hint of sweetness awakened her senses.

She thought in a trance, what if someone else found out about it? Will they think she's a monster, or will they think that she suddenly spoke, maybe she wasn't a normal person for a long time?

And what about Kwan? What about Tang Xiaohu? What about Su Qingyu? Would they all look at her with that disgust, like a monster?

The more Tang Yue thought about it, the more sad she became, this strange ability did not surprise her, and the ensuing troubles discouraged her even more.

If she could, she really just wanted to be a normal person.

Even though...... This was actually a luxury for a long time, Tang Yue pulled the corners of her lips weakly.

That time she woke up from a coma, Shen Ke was completely eliminated, and she suddenly had amazing strength.

She should have thought that all the qiē was not accidental.

Tang Yue lowered her head in a daze, her eyes that had always been smiling dimmed, she didn't want to lose the Guan family, so she could never let others know this secret, including her family.

His eyes lit up little by little, Tang Yue looked at the scissors lying on the table, and the next moment he picked up the scissors and stretched them out to his arm, cutting his arm again and again.

She had to understand this strange ability.

The pain in the heart kept coming, Tang Yue's face had already turned pale, and even cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It's just that she continues to do this kind of self-harm, without stopping.

……

The next day, when it was dawn, Tang Yue hadn't gotten up yet.

Guan Shi felt strange, usually Tang Yue had already gone to the kitchen early to help at this time, she didn't want to be tired of her, she had never let her watch from the side, but today she didn't see a figure at this point.

Guan prepared breakfast, wiped his hands, and walked to Tang Yue's hut.

She knocked on the door, but there was no movement in the room.

This girl was afraid that she was too late to learn needlework last night, and she was tired, Guan gently pushed open the door, and a trace of worry appeared on her soft face, knowing that she shouldn't have responded to that girl.

As soon as the door opened, wisps of warm sunlight suddenly shone in from outside, and Guan's shadow was slanted long, leaving a shadow next to the door.

"Yue'er?"

Guan walked in, and sure enough, he saw a small body curled up on the bed.

She walked to the side of the bed with some concern, and reached out to pull Tang Yue's face against the wall. At this glance, she froze.

The little girl who was fine yesterday had a pale face like a piece of paper, her lips were blue, her eyes were closed, and she looked like a lifeless doll.

Guan Shi hurriedly helped her up, reached out and probed her forehead, there was no fever.

Just when she picked up Tang Yue, Tang Yue woke up leisurely.

She raised her eyes to look at Guan, her eyes were half-closed and half-opened, then she pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled at Guan, "A-Niang, why are you here?" ”

Tang Yue was in pain all night, her voice was already hoarse, and she no longer had the soft and beautiful sound she was coquettish on weekdays, but when she heard it in Guan's ears, her heart hurt like a knife, and she was full of pity even more than usual.

"Yue'er, where are you uncomfortable, I'll go find Dr. Li to show you." As he spoke, he was about to get up, and he didn't want to delay for a moment.

Tang Yue cleared her throat and grabbed Guan, "A-Niang, don't be busy, I'm fine, I just slept late yesterday and my spirit is a little bad." ”

Guan Shi was suddenly angry, angry that this girl didn't take her body to heart, "Is it that after I left yesterday, you are still learning the needlework of Naraush?!" ”