Xia Ansheng felt like he had a very long nightmare, bizarre and absurd.

However, the heart-rending pain and unforgettable hatred suffocated her, like fire burning oil.

She struggled to wake up from the endless abyss and opened her eyes in horror.

My sister Xia Anran sat in front of the bed dignifiedly, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her face was pale, just like the gardenias blooming in the yard at dusk, dazzling white, ice and jade.

"Ansheng, you're finally awake!" Xia Anran held her hand tightly and cried with joy: "I'm about to scare my sister to death, I thought you wouldn't wake up." ”

Sister A's soft and slippery hands were too real, and Xia Ansheng was in a trance for a moment.

She tugged at the corners of her lips and turned her head, and it was already twilight outside the window, and the warm slanting sun sprinkled on the carved lattice, gilding the thin smoke curtain with a soft layer of gold. The fragrant aroma of gardenias in the yard blows into the house in the cool evening breeze, and it becomes nothing.

The fragrant breeze is warm, just like every dusk before my sister leaves the pavilion, so peaceful, you can touch the truth.

Heaven is fair, and he has really been reborn.

"Sister?" Xia Ansheng grinned and smirked, trembling and holding Sister A's hand, lost and regained, precious: "Have I been in a coma for a long time?" ”

Xia Anran nodded, and forcibly endured the sourness at the end of his nose: "It's been three days and three nights, and even the panting is a wisp." But the angry mother is reluctant to even invite Langzhong, but she is worried that if you can't hold on, it will add bad luck to Ziwu's marriage, and she will send you to Zhuangzi to fend for yourself.

I desperately rushed out and begged my father, but I finally delayed for two days, if you continue to fall unconscious, my sister is really helpless. Ansheng, you can't be so reckless in the future, people are always too strong to die, this marriage, right? ”

Xia Ansheng raised her eyes and saw that An Ran's forehead still had bruises after the redness and swelling had subsided, which should be the mark left by her kneeling and begging her biological father to spare her life.

An Sheng's heart throbbed, and he didn't know how his sister had endured the long and frightening three days alone?

Three days and three nights? Xia Ziwu's marriage?

It was three years ago that she came back, and at this time her sister Xia Anran was still unmarried, but unfortunately, A-Niang had passed away and had no skills to return to heaven.

When A-Niang was still alive, she set a good family affair for Xia Anran, and now Meng Jinglun, the eldest son of the Ministry of Rites' family.

When they got married a few years ago, the Meng family was not prominent, and they were the right match. It's just that today's Meng Jinglun is full of economic knowledge, and he has been promoted, and his progress is just around the corner. The old man of the Meng family also rose to the top with the shadow of his ancestors, and in one fell swoop he became a servant of the Ministry of Rites, and the glory of the court is not what it used to be.

But his own father has always stopped in the position of the household member Wailang, without merit or fault, not salty or light. In this way, this family business of the Meng family is somewhat unattainable.

Therefore, the stepmother Xue Shi who came to the top later pretended to be deaf and dumb and stumbled on her sister for several years, this year, An Ran is eighteen, An Sheng is sixteen, and even Xia Ziwu is too late.

The Xue family finally revealed the wishful thinking in his heart, and invited a matchmaker to the Meng family to test the tone, planning to let Xia Ziwu and Li replace Xia Anran to marry and enjoy the glory.

Three days ago, it was the day when the mother of the head of the Meng family came to see each other and discuss their relatives, and the two sisters were still kept in the dark and rejoiced.

An Sheng was assigned to the kitchen early in the morning, and he tried his best to make his sister's future mother-in-law grow a face.

Xia Ziwu easily deceived Xia Anran into painstakingly embroidered Jinping, and shamelessly named the craftsmanship of the two sisters to her own name, winning the favor of the Meng family's housewife.

In the anxious anticipation, Xia Ziwu couldn't hold back the pride in her heart, and ran to the courtyard to show off her might, giving Xia Anran, who was full of longing, a blow to the head.

The angry Xia Ansheng really couldn't see her arrogant face, shook off the elder sister who was still swallowing her anger, and jumped up and fought desperately with Xia Ziwu.

An Sheng was a stunned young man, and he didn't want to die when he got into a fight.

Lian Pozi picked up the mallet in the corner of the house and gave her a fatal blow without hesitation.

He was in a coma for three days.

In her previous life, she woke up from a coma and immediately regained her strength with righteous indignation, tossing the entire Xiafu chicken and dog restless, and she couldn't wait to open the tiles and set them on fire.

Her father was completely disappointed in her, and the wattle was torn off three times. The stepmother Xue pretended to dissuade her, saying that she had broken her brain, and with an order, An Sheng was tied up by Wuhua and sent to Zhuangzi outside the city to recuperate.

Then everything was a foregone conclusion.

Sister Xia Anran lost her good marriage, and she later lost her sister who loved her the most.

It seems that all disasters start here, one after the other.

"What about your marriage? What's going on? Xia Ansheng asked eagerly.

Xia Anran lowered her head sadly, clenched her palms, and sobbed softly.

Father said...... My sister is unproductive and unworthy of the Meng family. ”

"Father, that's been blinded by lard!" An Sheng slammed the bed board fiercely and said word by word.

A man, spoiling his concubine and killing his wife, letting his steproom turn over the clouds and rain in the house, just doing nonsense, he didn't forget to step on his own daughter, so confused!

"That's it, Ansheng, marriage matters, parents' orders, matchmakers' words, let it be fate."

An Sheng stared at An Ran with burning eyes, extremely firm: "The order of the parents? Back then, my mother didn't let Xue's mother and daughter enter the door of the Xia family, they hated their mother to the core, do you still expect her to find a good home for you and me? That's wishful thinking! Sister, this is the only chance to change your fate, and we must not let it go and dig our own graves! ”

"It's useless, it's too late." Xia Anran shook her head helplessly: "Ansheng, my sister doesn't have this blessing, so she can only accept her fate...... Today, the Meng family has come to the tea ceremony, just outside, Geng Ti has also been exchanged, and the wedding date is just three days later. ”

An Sheng suddenly remembered that in his previous life, the Xue family was afraid of long nights and dreams, so he looked for a Taoist priest from Nanjing, dotted a lot of silver taels, and said to the Meng family that three days later would be a good day and an auspicious day, and the woman would not marry at nineteen, and it would be three years of Xiaochong, and if she missed it, she would have to wait for another two years. There are all kinds of people, and they are coaxed and coaxed, and the wedding date is hastily set.

Three days later? If the wood is already in the boat, it will be too late to say anything. I and my sister are just fish and meat slaughtered by others.

Since God has been merciful and allowed himself to be reborn in Nirvana, he can no longer repeat the mistakes of the past and let the tragedy happen again.

What has been lost is helpless, and what you have now must not be lost.

She Xia Ansheng is bound to change her life against the sky, protect her sister for a long time, and let the executioner who killed herself and her family be doomed!