Yan Minglan didn't know where she was, and there was always a voice in her head that told her to run quickly, but her legs seemed to be filled with lead, and she was nailed to the spot, unable to move.

She could only stand there, like a bystander, watching the waves sink their boat, watching her father, pearl, and the crew be swallowed up by the waves, while the other herself floated with a piece of driftwood to an island.

No, someone's coming, you run!

She shouted, but she was choking on the water and coughing, and she completely lost the ability to resist, and could only be torn by a few village people...... She turned her head away, not daring to look again, and the terrible cry of another self echoed in her ears, but she couldn't do anything......

The scene changed again, she was already standing in front of the Zhu Gate of the Yan family, listening to the holy decree with the down-and-out self, and re-giving the marriage contract that originally belonged to her sister to the concubine......

In the blink of an eye, Aunt Liu smiled and divided the property of the Yan family, and walked to the pawnshop with the antiques in her father's room.

No, no, that's what my father cherishes the most, and I can't take it away! She just wanted to stop Aunt Liu, but she was stumped by her own crying behind her, and when she looked back, those family members who were usually respectful to her were actually going to send her to the Qinglou.

No, you can't! I am the eldest lady of the Yan family! Her Aunt Liu can't call the shots!

She stood where she was, looking at her other self with tears in her eyes and unwilling to sell herself, and then time passed, and lived a miscellaneous life in a brothel for decades......

No, it's not true, it's all a dream, no, it's not like that......

Yan Minglan struggled, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and her neck was even more damp, I don't know if it was the undried seawater, or the sweat scared out of the terrible nightmare.

"No—" She gasped and sat up, looking not at the familiar cabin, but at the barren wilderness. She was frightened and tried to stand up, but found that she had no strength. She trembled and shouted, "Father? Mother? Pearl? ”

However, except for the chirping of insects in the mountains, no one answered her.

She suddenly recalled last night's dream, and her face turned pale for an instant: Was last night a prophetic dream? Now my parents and everyone else have been shipwrecked, and then by myself, on my own, on my own, on this small island.

And then? What happened next?

It hurts a lot...... She pressed one hand to her temple, the fingers of the other hand curled up unconsciously on the ground, the sludge full of nails, and she didn't care.

She tried to clench her palm, but she was caught by something in her hand. She looked down at the eerie glow of the ring shining in the sunlight.

She opened her mouth, as if to say something to herself, but was interrupted by the faint sound of a human voice in the woods.

"How long has it been since you've seen your? Such bizarre dreams, huh? ”

"That's it—where are there any beautiful and lovely girls in our places where birds don't, don't you say?"

Immediately afterwards, a group of rough men laughed with obscene words, which stabbed Yan Minglan's head even more.

Yes, she remembered that in her dream, it was this group of rural villagers who defiled themselves and themselves, so after they went back, they would be treated like that......

Yan Minglan became scared, reached out and wiped the tears on her face, arching herself like a cat, she seemed to be protecting herself, but she was actually ready to flee at any time.

Hide, hide, get as far away from them as possible!

Having made up her mind, Yan Minglan also packed up her fearful emotions, picked up her skirt with one hand, and ran towards the dense woods.

You can't let what happened in your dreams.