The second chapter crosses over

The weather is sunny and cloudless...

From afar, I saw a seven-year-old girl carrying a bamboo basket as tall as her small body, walking freely through the grove.

The little girl occasionally squatted down to look at the mushrooms by the tree, and occasionally picked two herbs and threw them into the bamboo basket she was carrying... Apparently she was familiar with this place, not accompanied by an adult. It's like walking in your own yard.

But... Why is the grove she is familiar with a little different from what she used to be?

It seems like... A little more weird taste...

The little girl's curiosity drove her to slowly look in the direction of the taste... The closer you get to this, the stronger the smell becomes, a bit like the smell of blood when you kill chickens... Well... It seems to be thicker......

The little girl is getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer... I saw a bloody corpse, and the little girl just wanted to turn around and run, but when she turned her head, she saw a hollow eye that seemed to be looking at her!

Yes...................................................... Su Xiao suddenly jumped up from the bed and sat up.

"Scared the hell out of me... Why are you having these messy dreams again..."She slowly followed her little heart with a match or not.

As her fingers brushed over the center of her chest, they touched her birthmark. A birthmark the size of a sesame seed, like a white diamond. It's small, round, like a little star. Smooth to the touch. It was imprinted in the center of her chest, five inches below her neck.

Although for as long as she can remember, she has wondered why her mole is so strange. She searched a lot of books, searched a lot of information on the Internet... No signs were found.

When she was a child, she asked her grandfather many times. Grandpa always replied to her lightly: "Xiaoxiao, genetic mutation is normal, don't think you have anything special, you are not different from others, you have to remember!" Be a down-to-earth person, do your duty, don't think nonsense all day long..."

Thinking back, Su Xiaoxiao eased his mind a little, and turned his head to look at the alarm clock at the bedside, "Hmm... It's still early at 7 o'clock...", he smiled secretly, "I can read a novel for a while, have breakfast and then go out... Well, it's good to be there at 9 o'clock anyway..."

This one forgot the nightmare so quickly...... This is one of the few strong psychological qualities of Su Xiaoxiao, who can quickly forget unhappy things... It has a lot to do with her grandfather's education from very young to large.

So Su Xiaoxiao was holding a book in her left hand, a book similar to a novel that she inadvertently saw when she secretly flipped through her grandfather's medical book yesterday.

I don't know why yesterday, but I fell asleep while watching it... I forgot what it said.

She was holding a glass of milk in her right hand and was about to squint and raise her hand to take a sip of milk. When the milk is in the mouth... Suddenly a hot chest!

Burst...

Su Xiaoxiao didn't wait for the unknown liquid to be completely poured into her throat, and she squirted out......... Right... It's squirted out because this glass of milk is so bitter!

Just like Chinese medicine, it's not that she doesn't drink Chinese medicine, on the contrary, she has been exposed to these things since she was a child, so much so that she can probably know what is in this decoction when she smells it. There's no way she's going to drink it wrong?

This is also the time of the blink of an eye, and Su Xiaoxiao coughed lightly.

"Ahem, cough, cough...", but when she came to her senses, her eyes widened... The mouth also becomes an O-shape......

"It's... Where is this? ”

She looked sideways at her right hand... A... Bowl? The inside is pitch black, smacking the mouth, it should be a tonic mixed with a lot of medicinal herbs.

So she slowly turned to her left hand again, it was still a book, but it was not the strange novel, but a medical book, roughly turning two pages, roughly the same as the "Difficult Scripture" she had read before.

That... Where is she? Su Xiaoxiao was standing in front of a coffee table at this time, and there were several medical books on the table. Behind him was a bed collapsed, and a few steps in front of me was the window, which was ajar, and I could faintly smell some dried herbs resting on the edge of the windowsill...

The room is small, and there shouldn't be a few people standing when you come in through the door. The ornaments are also very simple, and they look like they are some years old.

Su Xiaoxiao is really messy... She wasn't very bold in the first place, and she was stunned now. The brain is in a mess...

One will be the words of her grandfather who taught her not to be strong in everything, one will be the dream she had last night, and the other will be some inexplicable memories coming up... It's broken, a little ... Vague...............

She...... Crossed?

Just drink a glass of milk for no reason? No, not yet! Just crossed? I haven't had time to think about it yet.

A crisp and lovely female voice came from outside the house: "Miss, have you finished reading the book?" Shen Mo asked me to ask, do you want to eat dinner today! ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl jumping open the door and walking in.

Wearing a dark yellow dress, the neckline is obviously a little white after wearing it for a long time, and she has a baby face, which is quite cute.

A memory suddenly poured into Su Xiaoxiao's brain. This little girl is called Xiaoyu. It seems that I have been following myself for a long time, and although I talk a lot, I am very good to myself. In her memory, this little girl has always protected her, but how can she have this memory? Did she really cross over?

But the owner of this body is also called Su Xiaoxiao. Why is Su Xiaoxiao again! She can't even get rid of this dirty name. In the past, my grandfather said that because when he picked her up, she was too small, just a little big, so he named her Xiaoxiao. Is...

Well, she really crossed over. But this is for Mao...... She's not dead, isn't she just drinking a glass of milk?

Xiaoyu has been stunned since he saw Su Xiaoxiao after entering the door. Is this sick again? Hurriedly stepped forward and shook his little shoulders desperately and shouted, "Miss! Miss! Wake up, Miss, are you going to forget about the little fish again! ”

Su Xiaoxiao came back to his senses suddenly, "What is sick?" What are you talking about, little fish? ”

As soon as the words came out, Su Xiaoxiao was shocked by herself again, why was this voice so soft and glutinous... It's like a girl who hasn't grown.

She's 20 years old and just graduated from college. Although her voice was soft and glutinous before, it was mostly pretended.

"Miss, why are you stunned again, haven't you been much better in the past few years? What's wrong with you today... Don't scare the slave, although after Xiaoyu followed Miss, Miss has been forgetful, but you haven't been sick for a long time... Miss, are you not drinking medicine... Miss..."

Xiaoyu spoke with a crying voice at the end, and kept shaking Su Xiaoxiao while talking.

"Little... Little fish, don't shake it yet, I'm fine... I was just thinking about what was going wrong. ”

Xiaoyu immediately stopped the movements of his hand, stared at Su Xiaoxiao for a while, and then immediately burst into tears and laughed, "Miss, that's good, Xiaoyu thinks you are sick again... You don't know Miss, Xiaoyu is so afraid that you will get sick, every time you get sick, you will forget some things, and you almost forgot Xiaoyu a few years ago..."

Su Xiaoxiao was afraid that this little girl would cry again, and her first impression of this little girl was very good. She didn't talk much, although she had a lot of mental activity, but the ideas instilled by her grandfather since she was a child were deep-rooted... Trouble comes from the mouth, don't talk nonsense if you can, you have no one to protect you except my old bones, Yunyun.