Poria turned her back, covering the corners of her mouth in disbelief, tears burst out of the embankment, and the sleeves that slipped down just revealed her bruised arms.

Poria has lost a lot of weight, this dress is still in the previous memory fragment, and her current appearance makes this ragged dress look even more empty.

Qing Dai saw that the two eyes on the other side turned around, glowing with greedy coldness, and the sound of footsteps began to approach.

Qing Dai desperately wanted to shake Poria's shoulders and let her run away.

Poria's cry was like a sharp scraping sound, rubbing against Qingdaidi's mind, and her ears hurt.

Her crying stopped.

The picture disappeared suddenly, and Qing Dai sat up with a bang, her eyes widened, and her trembling fingers touched a cold sweat.

Knot, it's over?

Looking around, there were familiar scenes, and Qingdai breathed a long sigh of relief.

Looking out along the windowsill, it was still sunny outside, and the plot was not affected by this small incident in the slightest, and everything that happened was just a small factor that pushed the events to continue to happen.

Qingdai supported her cheeks with her hands, lying on the windowsill, smiling bitterly and helplessly.

Life under the shroud of heaven is like a mustard, these little people don't have the right to jump on the stage at all, they hide under layers of black fog, fortunately, there is the appearance of Qingdai, and they can get a glimpse of one or two.

See the real nature.

The sadness and desolation hidden outside the plot, and the rot and dirt can only be seen by Qing Dai.

Qing Dai wilted and hugged her knees and buried her head in it.

The yard is very lively, and the key to the house was also handed over to Gu Jialiang by the old lady, and it is estimated that she still has to be busy and happy these days.

What is the pattern of the plot? Do you have to assist the heroine to become famous, so that she can retire safely?

But in that case, the happy ending naturally can't tolerate a little bit of dirt.

How should Qing Dai deal with herself? She knows her position very well, she is dressed as a villain, and she wants to be a good person.

Bai Zhi hurriedly walked over from the outside, not a single look fell on Qing Dai's body, she was too busy to stand on her toes, and she couldn't say a few words.

No one cares what happens to Qing Dai when she faints, and no one cares when Qing Dai wakes up.

She pursed the corners of her mouth, uncovered the quilt, put on her clothes, and walked out.

No one will care about the gaps in such an important storyline.

Qing Dai seemed to have made up her mind, nodded her head gently, and gently pushed open the small door on tiptoe and walked out.

It's still the crooked-necked tree, or the tattered and remote courtyard wall.

I can still get up and down the wall together, and I don't know who I learned it from.

This place is quiet, Qing Dai restrained her smile, stepped on a pile of broken cylinders placed upside down below, and reached the upper edge of the courtyard wall with a swaying hand.

She muttered non-stop, "This is really a comfort without light work." ”

The palm of his hand hurts, he touches the dust of one hand, pulls off the dust of one hand, and chokes people coughing.

Finally sitting on the wall, she looked at the distance below and swallowed secretly.

"Next time, let's find a dog hole to drill......"

Qingdai, who had short hands and short feet, picked up the crooked neck tree with great difficulty, and slipped down with her eyes closed and screamed, but fortunately she just stumbled and didn't fall.

She was inexplicably at a loss, looking at the streets and alleys during the day, and had an idea in her mind.

seems to be out of empathy for Poria, or perhaps it is the empathy that the two are both cannon fodder.

Qing Dai felt a little more guilty about her, she could see her death, but she couldn't help her at all.

Remembering the address on the envelope, Qing Dai stubbornly wanted to try her luck.

She reached out and patted her bulging purse, these are the belongings she has saved for so long, hoping to help their sisters a little.

The sky is clear, and the climate in early spring is not hot and stuffy, but the breezy atmosphere is still dry.

Walking from the east of the city to the west of the city is definitely not a joke, and the prosperity of Cangwu City far exceeds Qingdai's imagination.

She leaned against the wall with her legs and feet a little weak, clenched her fists and pounded her legs and feet to relieve the soreness, and the slightly undulating abdominal cavity eased down and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why hasn't it been so long, the path pointed out by people should be right."

It just so happened that a fat grandmother walked by her, and Qingdai immediately bent a pair of beautiful eyebrows and eyes, showing dimples, and asked sweetly.

"Grandma, do you know where the Qi family in Soaphorn Lane is?"

Qingdai's face was pleasing, and she was well-behaved and lovely, and the petite one stood there and smelled sweetly, and Grandma's sharp face thought was also softened.

She spoke with a bit of a local accent, and her tone was a little hoarse and gentle, "Qi family? ”

Qing Dai nodded seriously, stood up straight, and looked at her obediently behind her hands.

I saw that Grandma seemed to have thought of something, and her face showed pity.

"Child, don't associate with such relatives, it's a ...... evil."

When Qing Dai heard that it was not good, she immediately grabbed her arm nervously and asked eagerly.

"Grandma, what's wrong with the Qi family?"

Grandma showed pity on her face, sighed deeply, shook her head and spoke, "A girl just died tragically, and when she came back, she rolled a straw mat and buried her, and she was still making trouble in the morning, and it was in the afternoon." ”

As she spoke, she waved her hand and was reluctant to say more.

Qing Dai seemed to think of something, her eyes widened, her eyebrows frowned, and the corners of her mouth trembled a little, they, how could they be so hateful.

"Zhen'er, what's wrong with her, grandma, you say."

Grandma glanced at her and frowned, "Qi Zhen'er was sold to Xiaonan Street by her bastard brother, and it wasn't long before she was kidnapped......"

Qing Dai stiffly looked away from her grandmother and looked at the deep alley with a black hole, and suddenly ran away without looking back.

No, no......

Grandma was so frightened that she took a step back and shouted and beckoned, "Girl, slow down!" ”

Qing Dai gritted her teeth, and the wind in her ears tore at her current mood.

The momentum of vowing to see Zhen'er seemed to be clamoring against this unfair heavenly way.

Qing Dai really seems to be going to rush forward.

Xiaonan Street is the most tragic scene in the memory of Qing Dai's original body, that nightmare-like place, how can two people experience it again?

Although Xianghe himself is a bad person, he was abused by the heroine, and even replaced his own plot in the end, but the current Zhen'er is absolutely innocent and can no longer be innocent.

Qing Dai ran in a hurry, out of breath, and began to breathe frantically as if she couldn't breathe.

She bent over her knees and breathed heavily, gasping for breath as if she couldn't hear her own heartbeat.

She was like a paper kite with a broken thread, standing helplessly in the middle of the crossroads, and her mind was chaotic as if she was endangered.

She shouldn't have carried these guiltes, but it was like drowning Qing Dai alive.

It's breathless.