In the cold winter, there is light snow in the sky, and the snowflakes are fluttering, blurring people's vision.

Pedestrians on the road looked so hurried that no one paid attention to the girl huddled on the corner.

The girl was dressed in thin clothes, and the snowflakes fell on her head, especially in her hair.

The girl lay motionless on the ground, as if she had lost her life.

It took a long time for the girl to move slightly, and then continued to curl up on the corner, and after about twenty minutes, the girl slowly stood up.

The girl was wearing a pair of jeans, her clothes were very thin, her face was pale, her lips were a little blue, and it was obvious that she was not lightly frozen.

After taking a few steps forward, he didn't go any further, staggering in place, and after a few seconds, he fell to the ground, the corner of the street was not easy to spot, and there were few people passing by.

The little girl lay there for a long time before a person passed by. When the visitor saw the person who fell to the ground, she was stunned for a moment, quickly put down the dish in her hand, and then helped the person up from the ground, she reached out and touched the coldness on the girl's body, which shocked the visitor, she quickly took out the mobile phone in her pocket and dialed the emergency number.

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I had a splitting headache and the smell of disinfectant water filled my nose.

Mo Qian squinted, and only slowly opened his eyes when he got used to it, and entered a snow-white ceiling, here, the hospital?

Was she born again or not dead? Are pre-coma memories a dream or reality?

Mo Qian moved his body and found that he was wearing a hospital gown, with drips on his hands, and raised his hand to take a look. She couldn't help but be stunned, this? Is it your own hand? Your hands are bigger than this, and they're whiter than this.

The corners of Mo Qian's mouth twitched, did he cross over, and he also wore it on a little pitiful body? It seems that he is separated from the host again, and he doesn't know where the host is?

"Click", there was a sound at the entrance, and Mo Qian looked up. The object was a woman of about twenty-two or three years old, dressed in professional clothes, and exuding a capable atmosphere.

Mo Qian tilted his head and looked at her suspiciously, the relatives of the original owner?

"Little girl, are you awake? Are you feeling better? Zou Yu put the things in his hand on the head of the bed.

Mo Qian shook his head and did not speak.

Seeing that Mo Qian didn't speak, Zou Yu continued to ask, "Who else is there in your family, why did you faint on the street alone in winter?" ”

Not a relative of the original owner? So the original owner was an orphan?

Seeing Zou Yu looking at him, Mo Qian shook his head, "I forgot." "I didn't find anything in the memory of the original owner. And the memory of the original owner is also very vague, as if there is only an afterimage, which is incomprehensible and incomprehensible.

If you can't think of it, you don't want to.

After a high fever, amnesia is not out of the question.

Zou Yu was stunned for a moment, "Then do you remember what your name is?" ”

Mo Qian nodded, "My name is Mo Mo, and I don't remember the others." ”

Zou Yu frowned, don't remember? "I'll call a doctor to come and see you." After saying that, he walked out, and the door was closed.

Mo Qiancai leaned on the head of the bed and looked around. She is now living in a general ward, and it is double, and there are no patients in the other bed.

There was no such thing as air conditioning in the ward, because it was winter, and the air was a little cold.

Mo Qian didn't care, but looked out the window, there was an unknown tree standing outside the window, quite tall, because it was far away, so Mo Qian didn't recognize what kind of tree it was, according to the shape of the tree, it looked like a cypress tree. Only a faint trace of green could be seen on the trees, and the rest was white, covered in silver, synonymous with winter.

Soon, the doctor arrived. They checked Mo Qian, and finally determined that Mo Qian had amnesia.

Zou Yu said that she was worried, so she took Mo Qian's information to the police station and looked at it, and asked the police to help find her family. In the end, it turned out that Mo Qian was an orphan not long after his parents died.

Zou Yu "......" This is to bring another drag oil bottle by yourself? She glanced at Mo Qian.

Mo Qian just sat obediently, she didn't know if this was the original world or a new world.

Zou Yu glanced at Mo Qian, obviously the little girl was already twelve years old, but she now looked like she was only eight or nine years old.

She also asked the police just now, but the child's parents are gone, and it doesn't seem to be very well treated by his parents. And it seems that there are no relatives and friends, I heard that her parents left their hometown and came to this city, and even the funeral was handled by their co-workers.

Zou Yu glanced at Mo Qian, her eyes were a little tangled, she herself had just graduated, and now her career had just started. And being an agent will definitely be busy, and I don't have time to take care of her.

It's just that a big pity and a small pity are too miserable.

"It's just, let me tell you first, I don't have time to take care of you, I can only provide you with a place to live." Anyway, my apartment has always been by myself.

"Also, you have to take care of your diet and daily life." Zou Yu looked at Mo Qian and ordered seriously.

Then the adoption procedures were handled, and Zou Yucai took Mo Qian home.

"Oh, I'm your guardian now, what about you, just call me Sister Yu, and I've read your previous information, you just graduated from elementary school, you dropped out of junior high school, go to a middle school next semester and start from junior high school." The corners of Mo Qian's mouth twitched, she finally graduated from college, and now she actually asked her to go back to class.

Can you refuse, of course not. Then, Mo Qian entered the life of returning to his middle school days.

If, of course, she doesn't skip class.

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Six years later

"Zou Momo, where are you, get back to me immediately!" There was a roar of the evil dragon on the phone, and Mo Qian had the foresight to take the phone away from his ears in advance.

"Sister Yu, what's wrong? Is there a fire in your home? Do you want me to call the fire? Moqian replied lazily.

"Get back right now!" It was Zou Yu's voice on the phone.

"Okay, I got it." Then Mo Qian pressed the phone off, but his hands were still tapping on the keyboard.

The numbers on the window kept jumping, and finally, press the Enter key.

By the time Mo Qian pressed the Enter key, the window on the computer had changed a lot. She crossed out the programming window and swiped through the web page, well, yes.

Seeing that there was peace on the computer, Mo Qian hooked the corners of his mouth, turned off the computer, and walked out the door.

Mo Qian took a random taxi outside the Internet café, told the driver his address, and then went back. Take out your phone, there is an unread message, click on it, and it will be 100,000 yuan, well, you can be chic for a while.

Sure enough, the current celebrities are very rich, and they earn 100,000 yuan by taking orders casually.

Soon, it was time to get to the apartment.

Mo Qian buckled the cap to his head, and then carried the bag on one shoulder to the elevator.

There were many people on the elevator, and they cast their eyes at Mo Qian from time to time.

When the elevator arrived, Mo Qian walked towards the familiar apartment.

"Sister Yu, I'm back." When I walked in the door, I started to change my shoes without raising my head, and hung my cap on a hanger.

No one responded, so Mo Qian straightened up and looked into the living room. Hmm~ I didn't see a familiar figure, but I saw a rare guest, who should be an artist under Sister Yu.

It's just that this artist has never been seen before by Mo Qian. And this artist is very handsome, more handsome than any star he has seen before, but the host is the most handsome, and I don't know where the host is now.

I used to be in the entertainment industry, and I have seen many male gods, but none of them can look as good as the person in front of them.