Song Ting had a long dream, dreaming that she came back to reality, she was about five or six years old, it was on a hot afternoon, she just finished lunch and went to bed, the narrow single bed was facing a window, the glass of the window was jade-colored, the sun shone on the glass and cast a piece of green blue water, she looked at the puddle of jade-like light on the ground. Mother sat at the head of the bed and used a puff fan to fan her gently, she looked sideways and saw that the long black hair was held by the hairpin, but the hairpin she had clearly seen, it was the pomegranate red hairpin that she had traveled to ancient times, and she knew where she lost it someday.

She was wondering when the woman sitting on the edge of the bed suddenly reached out and touched her shoulder, stroking it again and again, her cold and soft fingertips like spring water

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