Chapter 3 Who is this black soil girl?
She ran for more than an hour in one breath, and when her mouth was dry and tired, she finally saw a clean stream, and she rushed over without thinking about it, reaching out to puff the water, and gulping down the water.
After drinking, she also washed her face, and now she really can't run, she is even more powerful than participating in a marathon.
Lying on the edge of the water source, she began to gasp for air, but as she gasped, she remembered that she had not been shot.
She remembered clearly where the shot hit her heart. Oh no, I was born with a right-sided heart!
Reached out and touched the position of the heart, it didn't hurt, it didn't hurt at all! I want to put my hand in and touch it. However, suddenly she realized that the clothes on her body were not right.
One sat up, looked down, and saw the clothes on his body.
"What the hell is this?" Earthy gray clothes covered with a whole bunch of patches?!
What age is this, and who still wears clothes with patches?
Hey, that's not right! I thought about it myself, and now it's not about the patch clothes, but why do I wear such clothes?
She remembered clearly, she was dressed in black tight clothes, who changed her clothes?
Looking down at the clothes on her body, she was completely messy, after falling off herself, the only thing she came into contact with was a dog, could it be that the dog became a sperm, and she changed her clothes when she saw herself?
"No, no, it's messy, it's messy, it's completely messy!" When she turned around and reached out to get some water, she realized that her hand was ......
It's so small, it's so ...... Black, skinny......
"it...... This and this ......" Now she is completely messed up, where is her white and flawless hand, and her ten fingers do not touch the spring water?
This is all thin into a bamboo pole, no, the bamboo pole is fatter than her arms, right?
After reaching out and groping around with her body, she simply lay on the water's edge and looked at the reflection inside.
"Damn,!" She jerked back. I couldn't believe what I had just seen.
Isn't that reflection the shadow I saw fleetingly before?
No, no, what's going on here? She couldn't figure it out, and her whole mind was confused.
She hugged her body tightly and buried her head deep in her body until she calmed herself down, and then began to remember what was going on!
Scenes flashed through her eyes in her mind, and finally she finally grasped the point.
She was shot, and finally saw her body fall off the cliff, by the way, she was shot and could still see herself fall off the cliff, isn't this a contradiction?
Could it be that your soul is separated from the body and seen?
Then it all makes sense!
In other words, I am not the same as I was before? And I am like a novel, crossing over?
The more she thought about it, the more weird it became, and she stretched out her hand to see that it was indeed not her own hand, and this body, and she touched it on her body again, and it was not her own body.
I quickly climbed to the edge of the river and looked at the reflection inside......
The hair is messy, the skin is dark, and there is nothing special about it except for a pair of eyes that are quite large.
This, this is simply not a person~~
Angry, she stretched out her hand and stirred it in the water, and waited until the water cleared before she went to see it, and after a long time, she accepted it as she was.