When he was carried away by that strange cold wind, Jiang Yumian thought that he was definitely going to hell.

But when I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a hotel.

She stretched out her hand blankly and looked in front of her, and the sunlight leaked in through her fingers, making the slender and white hands more skinny.

It's warm......

Is she still alive?

"Sister Jiang, are you up?" At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Although half a year has passed, Jiang Yumian still heard that this was the voice of her assistant Yu Huan.

After her vocal cords were damaged and she retired from the circle, Yu Huan was dismissed by her.

But now, Yu Huan is still by her side......

An almost impossible thought flashed through Jiang Yumian's mind.

She hurriedly rolled over and got out of bed, walked quickly to the coffee table, picked up her phone and looked at the time.

May 21, 9102.

It was the last day of her charity concert a year ago.

A lost ecstasy welled up in my heart, and then I passed over the unspeakable panic.

She's not dreaming, is she?

Jiang Yumian pinched his arm hard: "Whew! ”

The pain came instantly, and Jiang Yumian's eyes were suddenly covered with a smile as gentle and rippling as spring water.

Not a dream.

She was truly reborn.

"Sister Jiang, are you okay?" Yu Huan heard her cry of pain outside and asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Jiang Yumian calmed down and replied in a clear and tactful voice.

She could finally speak again.

Jiang Yumian touched his throat, the corners of his lips couldn't help but tilt upward, and his delicate and fair little face became more bright and moving because of this happy smile.

She went into the bathroom and finished washing, changed her clothes, and walked out of the room.

Yu Huan had already asked someone to bring breakfast up, and when she saw her come out, she poured a cup of mint mulberry leaf tea and handed it to her: "Sister Jiang, can your voice still last until today?" ”

Jiang Yumian copied it in his slacks with one hand, and took a sip unhurriedly with a teacup in the other: "I feel like I'm in good shape." ”

Yu Huan smiled: "I see that your face is also very good today." ”

"There's nothing wrong with me, but you remember to have someone check the audio equipment and the site for safety hazards." Jiang Yumian narrowed his eyes slightly, and the fingers holding the rim of the cup slowly rubbed the rough print.

In the last life, today's concert had to be suspended due to the collapse of the makeshift stage, which injured some of the audience in the front row, and her studio also took on most of the responsibility as the organizer.

She was lucky enough to fall off the stage and just sprained her foot.

But this performance accident brought her not only a huge amount of compensation, but also overwhelming black material and rumors.

Various marketing accounts smeared her on the Internet, and even fans' family members blocked the downstairs of the apartment where she lived to make trouble and splash paint.

Although she has issued a statement, saying that she will seriously deal with this accident and give everyone a satisfactory explanation, she still can't stop the vicious fermentation of this matter.

In the end, she was forced to stay in the apartment any longer, so she had to run back to Jinzhuyuan, where she and Gu Weihan lived together after marriage.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yumian's eyes suddenly dimmed, and his expression was as secretive as deep.

When she went home embarrassed, she didn't expect Gu Weihan to be at home.

Jiang Yumian couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and the hand holding the bag tightened uneasily, for fear that the man would also condemn her like those people outside.

But at that time, the man neither looked at her coldly, nor did he sarcastically mock her.

He only said to her: "Rest early." ”