Xia Xue struggled to open her heavy eyelids, but found that it was pitch black in front of her, and her head was a little dizzy, so she subconsciously wanted to raise her arm to touch the surroundings, but this hand seemed to be injured, but fortunately she could still move.

Xia Xue tried her best to raise her arm and touch it around, but what she could touch was smooth.

Xia Xue's head became even more dizzy, and she was also suspicious, "Where is this?" Isn't it an earthquake? Is it crushed under the rubble? …… Since it was an earthquake, shouldn't it be ruins around here? But how does this feel like touching a wooden board? ”

Xia Xue was a little dizzy, and wanted to raise her body and sit up, but when she was working hard, there was a "boom" sound in her ears, "woo...... Miss, let Qing'er take another look at you! Woohoo......"

Who's crying? Who is Miss?

Although the voice was low, Xia Xue could still hear it.

Xia Xue didn't dare to think about it, she only tried to knock on the wooden board with her hands, and also tried to open her mouth and scream, "Dong'er, is it you?" Dong'er—"

"Huh-" A dull sound of wood entered the world of Xia Xue with a little expanding light.

The light was a little dazzling, Xia Xue didn't get used to it, so she closed her eyes again, squinted and slowly opened them again, Xia Xue finally saw where she was clearly, "Oh my God! How am I lying in a coffin? ”

Xia Xue was suspicious, but a small head slowly poked into the coffin.

Seeing the little head clearly, Xia Xue couldn't help but widen her eyes.

This young and tender little face full of tears, although delicate and beautiful, is also immature and lovely, but it has a bun like the maid on TV.

Xia Xue's eyes widened, and the little girl saw that Xia Xue was looking at herself with wide eyes, and she also shouted, "Ahh Then he turned and ran out.

The little girl left her sight in an instant, Xia Xue didn't think much about it, and got up from the coffin with a bone, "Dong'er, don't run!" ”

Hearing that it was her own young lady's voice, the little girl turned back with the courage to look at the beautiful woman standing in the coffin.

"I'm not a ghost!" Xia Xue smiled slightly, "Don't believe it, you come to touch it, the ghost is cold!" ”

After Xia Xue finished speaking, she stretched out a hand to the little girl and motioned for her to come and touch it.

"I, I, I'm afraid!" The little girl trembled and didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at Xia Xue, and stammered.

Xia Xue was helpless, so she had to say again, "Then you wait, I'll come out, you see, ghosts have no shadows!" ”

After speaking, Xia Xue jumped out with both hands supporting the coffin unilaterally.

Fortunately, the self-defense skills I have learned over the years are still there.

Xia Xue was lucky, but the little girl's eyes widened and she looked closely at the place where Xia Xue was standing.

"Miss, you're not dead! You're really not dead! Woo woo...... "The little girl saw the shadow of Xia Xue on the ground clearly, and suddenly cried again, and threw herself into Xia Xue's arms, hugging Xia Xue tightly, trembling uncontrollably.

Dad has been dead for many years, Xia Xue is the pillar of the family, everything is on her own, seeing Qing'er crying so sadly, Xia Xue can't help but be sad.

"Silly girl, stop crying!" Xia Xue patted the little girl's back and said, but after patting and patting, Xia Xue reacted and became strange, "You're not Dong'er?" ”

The little girl was also a little strange, "Miss, I'm Qing'er!" …… Who is Dong'er? ”

Looking at everything around here, and then looking at Qing'er in front of her, Xia Xue suddenly understood that this earthquake had allowed her to pass through, but I don't know how Dong'er is now, will she be like herself, and will she also come to this strange world?

Although she was bitter in her heart, Xia Xue still looked at everything around her very carefully.

This is a very dilapidated house, there is nothing, just a simple coffin that has just been lying on its own, there is a small porcelain basin in front of the coffin, and there are some paper ingots in the basin that have not been burned.

Looking outside, it turned out that the sky was already hazy, no wonder this girl would be so scared when she saw herself just now, if it was herself, she would be afraid.

Just thinking about it, an incident about another woman flashed through Xia Xue's mind as if she was playing a movie.

Xia Xue was startled by this sudden flashing picture, and she couldn't help but stumble and almost fall down, but fortunately, Qing'er, the girl with sharp eyes and quick hands, reached out and helped Xia Xue and let Xia Xue lean on her body.

Qing'er looked at Xia Xue with a worried face, and also asked with concern, "Miss, are you okay?" Qing'er will help you go back to your room to rest first! ”

Xia Xue nodded silently and let Qing'er help her out.

Although she had never been here, Xia Xue felt that everything in this courtyard was familiar.

Walking on the familiar courtyard path, looking at these familiar scenes, Xia Xue suddenly realized that the picture that flashed in her mind just now turned out to be the memory of this body deity, which means that she has become one with the deity.

What about the original owner of this body?

It seems that she has ......

came to a familiar courtyard and entered a familiar room, Qing'er helped Xia Xue to the bedside, helped Xia Xue take off her shoes, and helped Xia Xue cover the quilt, "Miss, you have a good rest first!" ”

"You go and rest, too!" Xia Xue said lightly, "Don't bother me again tomorrow morning!" "She needs time, she needs to take her time to sort out her mood.

"Yes, Miss!" Qing'er retreated in response, and when she went out, she closed the door with her hand.

Qing'er left, but Xia Xue tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

Although he has the memory of his deity, he also has his own memory, which seems to be a familiar person, a familiar room, and a familiar home, but for Xia Xue, it is familiar and unfamiliar.

Growing up so big, Xia Xue felt panic for the first time, and she also felt scared, and even felt lonely and hopeless, even when her father died, Xia Xue was not so sad, because she knew that she still had her mother and younger brother. But now, she has nothing.

Without her mother's nagging and her brother's dependence, Xia Xue's heart was empty, it hurt, it hurt, she suddenly didn't know what the meaning of her life was now.

Mom......

Winter ......

Xia Xue lay on the bed and curled up into a small egg, covering her head tightly with the quilt, crying silently, and sleepless all night!