- Three years later.

With a thunderclap, Yi Jiaying fell heavily to the ground.

Rubbing her sore arm, she stood up and shook the muddy water on her body, and quickly picked up the "Dictionary of Nations" that had fallen not far away.

The book, which I borrowed after waiting in line at the school library, contains translations of all the words commonly used in Afro-Asian and European languages, densely packed with words, almost as thick as two dictionaries, and heavy.

After wiping the muddy water from the book, she looked around, her head a little confused.

She had borrowed a book from the library and was about to go back to her dormitory. It was raining, and she trotted all the way, and was about to reach the door of the dormitory, but she was frightened by a thunderbolt, and her feet slipped and fell to the ground.

But now this place is not the campus she is familiar with, but the wilderness, and there is no one around.

It's really an evil door, and it hit the gods in broad daylight.

Wiping the rain from his face, Yi Jiaying put his hand into his pocket, wanting to take out his mobile phone and turn on the satellite positioning to see where he was. After touching it for a long time, I remembered that the phone was charged in the bedroom, and I didn't bring it with me at all.

It's bad luck.

Looking around, she began to feel sorry for the clothes on her body again, this is an apricot double-breasted patchwork trench coat, the design of the suit collar above the waist, and the chiffon with the hem stitching is very elegant, capable and gentle at the same time, she likes it very much.

In order to buy this dress, she was handing out flyers all summer vacation, and today she just fell into the mud on her upper body.

Looking up and seeing that there was a dry bridge in front of her, she took off her high heels and held them in her hand, and walked barefoot under the bridge to hide from the rain.

There was some water in the river beach, and she squatted down to wash the muddy water off her body, and grabbed a handful of grass to wipe the mud off her shoes, which were specially bought to match the trench coat on her body, and which were also ruined today.

After shining her shoes, she found a dry place to squat under the bridge, ready to think about what was going on today, how she had suddenly arrived in such a place.

Suddenly, she felt joy in her heart.

Not far away, a man wearing a hat and a cloak was fishing by the river.

Why are there still people who wear this equipment to fish in this era, and they have personality.

I can't care so much about it, so I'll ask what this place is. She climbed up from under the bridge with her shoes on, and ran towards the man in the rain.

"Hello, where is this place?"

When the man heard her question, he was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head, and suddenly as if he had seen a ghost, he stared, opened his mouth, dropped the fishing rod in his hand and got up and ran.

"Hell!" Shouting while running.

The man's reaction startled Yi Jiaying, and he ran to the river to look at the shadows in the water.

What, what a beautiful little fairy, what the hell is not a ghost.

"I think you're a ghost." Yi Jia muttered.

She could see clearly just now that the man was wearing an ancient robe and a pair of straw sandals on his feet, which was really strange.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and she had to go back to hiding under the bridge.

In a daze, it seemed that there was a commotion in the distance that was getting closer and closer, waking her up.

"Beauty..."

"Yi Zhihua..."

Jiayi? Someone is calling themselves, and it's hard for the roommate in the dormitory to come to him?

"Eh, I'm here." Yi Jiaying climbed up from under the bridge.

Suddenly, a lot of question marks popped up in her head.

Why are these people wearing ancient costumes? Wearing a hat, wearing a coat, and holding an oil umbrella.

A large crowd of men, women, and children came, but none of them knew him.

She was stunned, and so was the group of people on the other side.

"You... Are you Yi Zhihua? A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl asked boldly.

A sprig of flowers? What the heck?

"It's not." Yi Jiaying shook her head.

"Is that Yi Jiaren?"

"Yes, I'm Yi Jiayi." Yi Jiaying nodded, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm Cui Ping."

Cui Ping? Yi Jiaying searched in her mind for a long time, and there was no such person in her life since she was a child.

A few old women stood out in the group, each holding a bronze mirror in their hands to shine on Yi Jiaying's body, and a few old men took clay pots, approached and poured water on her, smelling like glutinous rice wine.

Some people have begun to recite mantras to ward off evil spirits.

After working for a long time, two old women came over tremblingly and pinched Yi Jiaying's face.

"It's done, go and call her father and mother."

As the old woman's words fell, Daliu Village suddenly became lively, and adults and children rushed to tell each other: "Yi Zhihua, who has been missing from Master Yi's family for three months, is back." ”

Before that, the villagers thought she was dead.

Yi Jiaying also understood later that she had traveled to a dynasty that did not exist in history, and was recognized as the daughter of the old man Yi in Daliu Village, a beautiful woman, and a flower with a word.

Their own daughter disappeared three months ago.

Yi Ming and the Lin family took Yi Zhihua home, and the courtyard of the house was crowded with villagers, some of them came to see the excitement, and some of them really cared.

"Beauty, where have you been these months? My mother's eyes are going to cry blind. As he spoke, Lin burst into tears again.

On the way back, I heard Cui Ping say that Yi Zhihua never came back after going up the mountain three months ago.

Looking at the villagers around him, Yi Jiaying was a little in a trance.

She is nineteen years old, attends a foreign Chinese language school, is a sophomore, and after her parents divorced, they have reorganized a new family, except for a life of 1,000 yuan a month for her, there is no contact.

The monthly living expenses of 2,000 yuan, plus part-time jobs during winter and summer vacations, are enough.

Now she doesn't know how she came to be, and she doesn't know how to get there, but she stays here to eat and drink, and she doesn't have to listen to boring classes, she doesn't have to listen to the girls in her dormitory show off her wealth, and she doesn't have to worry about finding a job after graduation.

It's beautiful to think about.

"Don't talk about it yet, let the beautiful woman quickly change the wet clothes on her body, don't get caught in the cold." Yi Ming said.

"Oh, yes, yes, I'm so happy, I'm confused." Lin wiped away his tears and led Yi Jiayi to the room.

This child is back, but his brain is not good, he doesn't even know his family, and he has to take care of it in the future.

After taking a bath, Yi Jiaying wore the clothes that Lin had prepared for her, a chest-length pink skirt, which fit quite well.

There is a large bronze mirror in the room, she ran to the mirror to take a photo, and felt that her appearance had become a little immature, as if she was fourteen or fifteen years old, and her height was not as tall as before, but fortunately she was not disabled, and the ancient costume seemed to be more beautiful than before.

As for why his height and appearance regressed, Yi Jiaying disagreed, maybe it was a little out of space when he walked through.

The furnishings in this room are simple, except for the red lacquer dressing table, there is only a carved wooden bed and a high cabinet, and there is a long case of toon wood by the window, on which are neatly placed the four treasures of the study, which is not contaminated with any dust, it should be that the Lin family often comes in to wipe and clean.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, their daughter has been missing for so long and has not given up the thoughts in her heart.

glanced at it, and there was a Huanhua note on the case, which was an unfinished article, and it was a bit laborious to read what was written, but the few words behind it attracted Yi Jiayi.

Tianshun forty-one years, Yi Jiaren.

It turns out that this girl's name is these words!

From now on, I will be you.