"Doctor, why did my young lady sleep for so long, what happened to her?"

"Your young lady is fine, but her body is too weak, and she is estimated to have suffered from the cool breeze, and her sleep doesn't seem to be very good, so she hasn't woken up yet."

"Then how long will it take for my young lady to wake up?"

"I guess I'll wake up later today, so let's hurry up and get some thicker clothes."

......

......

The voice was far away and sometimes close, so that Ming Kite could not hear it very clearly, she was so dry that her mind was clear, but she always felt imprisoned by something, she couldn't open her eyes, and she couldn't move.

A cold touch came from her forehead, and she felt the heat in her heart subside a little, and after a moment the room fell silent.

Ming Kite breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, which could be regarded as a stop, but his body still didn't obey him.

Naruto's heart sank, and since she came into this world, she has always had to deal with these situations that are out of control.

For a while, twenty-seven years ago, I didn't know what to regret about the song kite, but I actually had a little regret.

Just when she was upset.

The kite heard the door pushing.

Squeak.

Someone came in.

The body didn't open her eyes, she couldn't move, and Ming Kite couldn't know who was coming in, so she felt that the irritability in her heart had increased a little bit.

She had never felt this feeling of powerlessness since she was born.

This body must be in conflict with her, Ming Kite said in his heart.

The man stood beside the bed, with a fragrance and a hint of sweetness, like the incense that girls love to use.

Ming Kite has never been a person who is overly curious, but this matter is in front of him, but he can't see or find it, which is really itchy.

The man stood for a while, sighed softly, as if he had groped for something from his clothes, and after a sound of rubbing his clothes, Ming Kite felt that his mouth was pinched open by the man and stuffed into a small ball, and his mouth was filled with greasy sweetness, so sweet that it was a little bitter.

"I'm sorry."

The voice was so low that it was thick nasal, making it difficult to distinguish between men and women.

Mingkite felt that the man had been standing for a long time, and in a trance Mingkite felt that he had heard the sound of sniffing.

Before she could think about it, she felt her stomach burn, it was not an ordinary burning sensation, it was like a fire in her stomach, and it suddenly spread to her whole body, and she felt that even the blood was hot.

The kite heard a painful moan in his throat, like some kind of young beast, a small, short moan, but the sound was not as crisp as that of a young beast, but hoarse.

The man leaned over and put his cold hand on the kite's forehead, which was the only cool part of the kite's body.

She felt a few drops of water fall on her face, slid down her cheeks, and slipped into her neck.

"I'm sorry, but so am I... It was also a last resort. ”

When the man had said this, he withdrew his hand and turned to leave.

Ming Kite couldn't even think about who that person was at the moment, and this inexplicable burning sensation made her feel unbearable pain.

She hadn't felt pain in years, it was like something was eating away at her soul, a pain that could not be described in words.

And every bite seemed to burn.

She felt something disappear from the body, and the spirit of the kite curled up in pain.

She is not a person who is afraid of pain, she has been injured countless times in the previous twenty-seven years of her life, that is, she did not even raise her eyebrows.

But this pain made even the chirping kite, whose mental power was already too strong, to cry out.

She knelt in the void space, clutching her hair, hitting her head uncontrollably again and again.

It hurts, she's really dying, it's better to let her die.

At this moment, Ming Kite had these few thoughts in her mind.

It hurts so much, it's really better to die.

She wailed, and Song Mingyuan's memory burned a little clearer in her consciousness, slipping through her consciousness like a horse, and then her own memory. It's like watching a movie that has accelerated a lot, her memory, Song Mingkite's memory, rolled over and over again, and finally seemed to merge into one, so that Mingkite couldn't tell whose memory was in her consciousness.

It's like she can't tell whether Song Mingyuan is hurting or she is hurting now.

There are also a lot of inexplicable moods, mixed together, and the song kite can't tell who he is.

The fire was still burning, burning to the point of her limbs, inch by inch, over and over again.

Naruto felt like she was really going to die, and she felt like her spirit had collapsed.

That's when she realized in a daze that this wasn't the present, this was the past.

This is the day when Song Mingyuan remembered that she became mute.

Too much had happened that day, but as Song Kite tried to grasp the memory of that day, the memory shattered in her mind like fragments, turning into stars and disappearing into her brain.

Ming Kite clutched his head tightly, trying to find the fragments from the memories that became clearly visible because of the inexplicable fire, and tried several times, but it was useless.

A huge sadness swept over, and then I felt that something suddenly dissipated, and Ming Kite subconsciously felt that it was Song Ming Kite's consciousness.

What dissipated seemed to be Song Mingkite's consciousness.

As if to correct her speculation, the inexplicable fire that Ming Kite felt, and the devouring feeling of the soul all dissipated.

A pretty female voice appeared in the brain out of thin air.

"Ah kite, do you think I can become an immortal?"

"Ah kite, this hairpin is given to you, you always bring these lifeless things, not like a girl at all, too plain, you should bring some of this outstanding color."

"Ah kite, why do you like to watch these things so much, it's so boring, you can go to the banquet with me!"

"Ah Kite, you learn things so fast, we can go to Tianqiong Academy together in the future, your temperament must be fond of those medical skills or something, I prefer that majestic fight, those cultivators fight is really cool."

"Ah Kite, in the future, you will learn medical skills and save the wounded, I will practice magic well and protect you throughout your life, do you say it is good."

"Okay."

A light female voice responded to the pretty female voice, and a pair of smiling eyes seemed to appear in front of Ming Kite's eyes.

"Then we said, you can't change your mind!"

"Okay."

The faint female voice replied faintly.

With this good sound, the originally colored smiling eyes gradually faded, until they were black and white, and then became lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared.

"Kite, I'm leaving."

'Good. ’

This time, the faint sound didn't sound, but Mingkite felt Song Mingkite's response.

The sorrow was almost in her bones, and Ming Kite felt a cold on her face, and she reached out and touched her face lightly.

Sure enough, I cried.

It seems that if she stays in this body, she will definitely be affected by the emotions of this body.

Song Yuyan, this driftwood that allowed Song Mingkite to move all the way forward eventually became the only straw that crushed Song Mingyuan.