Chapter 3: A Masterpiece
"What do you call me?"
Nan Shengmiao replied without thinking: "Mo Jinli." ”
As soon as the words fell, the room entered an eerie calm.
She remembered that she had been brought home by Mo Jinli for more than ten years, except that she had called his name when she first entered this house.
Other times, she is detached and shouts Mo Zong, obviously drawing a clear line.
He once said that in the ink house, they are equal, peers.
She was not a servant, she was his family.
Hearing this answer, Mo Jinli suddenly turned around and strode away.
Now that the line has been drawn, don't provoke him again!
Otherwise, he can't guarantee that he can do anything!
"Mr. Mo, don't go, I have a question for you, why are you here, aren't I dead? Why will I see you again? ”
"Listen to me, it's not easy for us to see each other, and the next time we see each other is probably after you die!"
Looking at the man's back, Nan Shengmiao seized the opportunity to shout a few more times.
Mo Jinli: "......"
He just looked at her, and she was so disgusted that she wanted to kill herself?
Scold...... That's her.
Hate him, hate him, wish he died on the spot!
One lost his mind and stumbled under his feet, Mo Jinli immediately stabilized his body and left quickly.
In that case, let's go our separate ways.
Seeing that she couldn't keep people, Nan Shengmiao sat on the bed in distress with a sad face.
"Although I did it before I died, I figured it out now, and I won't do it!"
"Can't you give me a chance to speak? Otherwise, the next goodbye will be the Year of the Monkey. ”
"You work out every day, you are strong and strong, when will you go to see Hades, goodbye to me?"
Just when Nan Shengmiao was sitting on the bed by herself, grumbling and waiting for Black and White Impermanence to pick her up-
Out of the corner of her eye, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the calendar book on the desk next to her......
How so?
How could it be 7102?!
"Am I not dead? Dead in 2202! Nan Shengmiao's mouth was too wide, her starry eyes were round, and she was full of shock.
If it's really 7102...... She looked around and looked in the mirror at herself.
This is indeed her bedroom, indeed she is!
Because as she gets older, there are occasional small changes in her bedroom, but the big decoration pattern is set in stone.
Suddenly, a light flashed in the girl's head.
She threw herself onto the bed and reached under the pillow where she had put her phone most often.
Sure enough, the phone was there.
Open it and see that it shows the year 7102, April 20.
Calendars can be deceiving, but mobile phones can't, because as long as the time is connected to the Internet, the time is automatically updated.
Many possibilities flashed through my mind, and finally I stopped at the least likely one - rebirth.
"Am I born again?" Nan Shengmiao muttered to herself, still a little incredulous.
If she wasn't reborn, how could she see Mo Jinli again?
If it's not a rebirth, how can this be all the scene from five years ago?
"It turns out that romance novels are not deceptive."
Suddenly, Nan Shengmiao thought of something again, and a bad premonition spontaneously arose in her heart.
She immediately took out her mobile phone and read all the messages inside.
If I'm not mistaken, this point in time was when she broke up with her first love and went on a hunger strike in the ink house.
Oh, forgot to mention it.
Not only does she want to get out of the ink house, but she will make a great deal when she comes back at school!