Cherish the past, white clouds and dogs, deep sorrow and condensation of small buildings, hiding sad autumn and young worries, how difficult is it to walk?

Zheng Qiang, twenty-four years old, more than two years after graduating from college, has looked for four jobs, but these four jobs have not been long, not that he does not work hard, but every time he enters a company for no more than half a year, the company will go bankrupt.

"Hello~ It's really a beep dog, and I'm going to look for a job again. Sitting in the hut he rented and sighing, Zheng Qiang picked up the soaked instant noodles and ate them.

After eating instant noodles, he picked up his resume on the table next to him, reluctantly put it in his bag, and went out to the talent market.

There are a lot of people in the talent market, and after applying for a few positions in the market, Zheng Qiang walked out of the market with a sad face, because the several positions he applied for just now were to let him go home and wait for news.

After leaving the talent market, the frustrated young man walked aimlessly through the bustling streets, he was very depressed and lost, and he didn't know how to go on the road ahead.

Unconsciously, the frustrated youth walked to the door of a park, which is a free and open wetland park, with green grass, lakes, small bridges, and flowing water.

"Let's go inside and relax. Zheng Qiang muttered to himself and walked directly to the park.

Perhaps because of the weekdays, the park is basically full of elderly people or women with small babies.

Lying on a green lawn, breathing in the aroma of soil and grass, Zheng Qiang's depressed mood gradually calmed down. He took a few deep breaths, and as he immersed himself in the beauty of nature, there was the sound of falling water not far away, followed by the sound of bustling.

"Help~Help~"

Hearing the panicked and urgent cry for help, Zheng Qiang hurriedly got up from the grass, and he saw that on the bridge about ten meters away from him, a woman was holding on to the bridge railing, and the cry for help came from the woman's mouth.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Qiang didn't have time to think about it, and rushed directly towards the woman on the bridge. When he hurriedly ran to the woman's side in three steps and two steps, Zheng Qiang hurriedly asked, "Sister, what's wrong?"

"My kid has fallen. The woman looked at the river under the bridge with tears in her eyes, "Little brother, please save my child." ”

Holding on to the railing of the bridge and looking into the river, Zheng Qiang saw a child stretching out his hand and shaking twice on the surface of the river, and sank directly.

Zheng Qiang, who grew up in the countryside, spent his summers in wild ponds or small lakes as a child, and when he saw the children sinking in the river, he didn't have time to think about it, so he jumped directly from the bridge into the river.

'Plop~' jumped into the river, Zheng Qiang easily grabbed the sinking child, and then he lifted the child's body and pushed it directly to the shore on the side.

Just as he pushed the child back to the shore and was about to climb ashore, suddenly his feet seemed to be grabbed, and he was directly dragged back into the river, his legs swung violently to struggle out, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move a bit, so he could only wave his hands and swim to the shore.

It's a pity that the invisible force under his feet is too great, just two blinks of an eye pulled Zheng Qiang to the bottom of the lake, a sense of despair rose from his heart, he poured a few mouthfuls of water into his mouth, and before he lost consciousness, he saw that his feet were being grabbed by a person.

The man was a woman, dressed in a red robe, with a face as white as paper, her eyes were empty and confused, and her face was blurred, because her exposed skin had been swollen with blisters.

The moment he saw the woman in red in the water, Zheng Qiang struggled a few times, and then lost consciousness.

When he woke up, Zheng Qiang was lying in a large room with an ancient style, which exuded an elegant sandalwood fragrance, which made people feel relaxed and happy between breathing.

"Where is this, am I dead?" Zheng Qiang looked at the unfamiliar environment in front of him and unconsciously got up from the bed.

This time, Zheng Qiang couldn't help but be on the spot, he stood on the bed in a daze, raised his hands in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, with a stunned face. Because his hands were the hands of a twenty-four-year-old young man, and they were clearly the hands of a seven- or eight-year-old child.

"Am I dreaming? yes, I must be dreaming. Zheng Qiang touched his face suspiciously, and then reached out and pinched his face hard, and a pain came out of his face.

"Whew~" Zheng Qiang breathed a long sigh of relief in pain, and his mind was full of doubts. "Am I not dreaming, but why am I becoming a child?"

Just when Zheng Qiang was thinking about it, a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old suddenly pushed the door and walked in, she saw Zheng Qiang standing on the bed and said happily, "Young master, you're awake, it's really good, I'll go tell the lord and the lady." ”

"Young master?" Zheng Qiang muttered to himself, looked at the girl who was about to walk out of the room and shouted, "You wait first, I have something to ask you." ”

"Master, what do you have to say to me? The girl turned around and glanced at Zheng Qiang, and walked back to the room.

"Where is this?, who are you?" Zheng Qiang looked at the girl standing not far away and looked carefully.

I saw that the girl was wearing a pale yellow cloth dress, her hair was pulled into a bun on the top of her head, and her delicate face was quite seductive. If it is in a few years, when this girl grows up, she must be a stunning beauty.

"This is the Li Mansion, I'm the maid Butterfly Dance who is specially serving you, young master, don't you remember?" the girl named Butterfly Dance said in a panic, pulling Zheng Qiang, who was pondering, back to reality.

"You said this is the Li Mansion, and you are my maid, then I am the young master of the Li Mansion, right?" Zheng Qiang looked at Butterfly Dance with a puzzled expression.

"Yes, young master, don't you remember? It seems that I have to hurry up and inform the master, so that he can hire a famous doctor to take a good look at you. Butterfly ran out of the room with a worried face.

"I'm the young master of the Li Mansion? That girl was the maid who served me just now? How is this possible? I was obviously in the park to save the child who fell into the water, and when I saw the strange man in the water, I was lost, how could I come here?" Zheng Qiang muttered a few words, walked off the bed full of doubts, looked at his weak body, and asked in his heart, "Am I crossing over?" Impossible, absolutely impossible, crossing is the plot of TV series and novels. ”

Just as Zheng Qiang was thinking about it, a richly dressed woman about thirty years old hurriedly walked into the room, followed by three girls in cloth clothes, and among the three girls was Butterfly Dance who had just run out of the house.

"Ge'er, you're awake. After entering the house, the richly dressed woman hugged Zheng Qiang, and then stretched out her jade hand to caress the back of Zheng Qiang's head, with a loving look.

"Who are you?" Zheng Qiang's small body broke out of the noble lady's body, took a few steps back, touched the back of his head, and looked at the noble lady in confusion.

"I'm your mother, Ge'er, don't you remember your mother?" The lady looked at Zheng Qiang in surprise, was silent for a moment, lowered her head and cried bitterly on the side.