After a night, she was woken up early by the noise outside, and before she got up, she was directly angry, and as soon as she lifted the quilt, she had the urge to rush out of the door to shout, only to find that Murong Jing, who was lying quietly next to her last night, was gone. She was wondering, the door was pushed open, and a slim woman entered, with a coquettish look on her face and a little shy in her bright eyes, and she walked in with her hands in one drooping braid.

"Hyosung!

"Yes...... Jing'er?" Song Xiaoxing almost couldn't recognize that the beautiful woman in front of him was the little girl Murong Jing yesterday, and she was really beautiful in this dress.

"Hehe, is it pretty? This is my mother's clothes, my brother said, I can't wear them until I turn sixteen. Murong Jing turned around in a circle with his skirt and jumped alive in front of Hyosung.

"It's beautiful, but is it you today...... Birthday?" Song Xiaoxing was a little surprised.

"Yes, today is the second day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar...... Murong Jing replied as he looked at Song Xiaoxing with joy on his face.

"It turned out to be Jing'er's birthday......" she secretly thought to herself, there was nothing valuable on her body, what should she do.

"What about you?"

"I ...... On the 11th day of the twelfth month of the lunar calendar, the time when the plum blossoms bloom. Song Xiaoxing smiled.

"Oh. Murong Jing asked curiously, "Hyosung, you should be older than me, right?"

"I'm eighteen. ”

"Hehe, I'm two years older, then I'll call you sister in the future, it's more kind. ”

"Okay. ”

Murong Jing approached her with a smile: "Sister, I'll help you make up." Song Xiaoxing suddenly realized that she was still wearing pajamas, and her face had not been brushed, which made her a little embarrassed, so she readily agreed.

"Sister, where is your home? I always feel that you don't look like an ordinary family. Murong Jing picked up the wooden comb on the table and combed it gently along her hair, she envied the long black hair.

Hyosung was stunned, and didn't know how to answer her: "Jing'er, I don't know how to answer your question, it's a long story......"

"Oh?" Murong Jing's surprised expression was reflected in the bronze mirror.

"I said, maybe you won't believe it, I came from the era of 10,000 years ago, I don't even know what my identity is here, the only thing I know is that my name is Song Xiaoxing. ”

Murong Jing was obviously extremely surprised, and her hand that gently combed the ends of her hair froze in mid-air: "Huh?"

Song Xiaoxing raised his head and met the innocent eyes: "It's true." My family is far away in Singapore, and I can't believe that I ended up here somehow. ”

Murong Jing was still dumbfounded, unable to understand her words for a while.

"This ...... Let's talk about it slowly, let's talk about you, how did you get here?" Hyosung was already curious.

"I ......" Murong Jing was a little sluggish, she thought for a while and said: "My brother and I are used to wandering, so we will go anywhere, so we will naturally come to Hangzhou City." ”

"Oh, don't you have a home?"

"Yes, that home was destroyed, it was a home that everyone envied, there is no way to describe it in any words, when I was ten years old, a natural disaster, it was destroyed. Hyosung could see from the bronze mirror that a few tears were dripping from Murong Jing's eyes and falling to the ground along her hair.

She didn't know what would have destroyed her home, if it hadn't been washed away by the flood, or if it had been caused by some disaster, she had a lot of ideas......

Murong Jing didn't say any more, and Hyosung didn't continue to ask, she only knew that this was a heart-wrenching thing, and she didn't want to dig into other people's pain, so let it be over.