"Little girl, the car is driving..."

“…”

Xing Jiuan was stunned for a moment and turned to look.

The car that had just stopped was started again.

She saw the person in the driver's seat, a somewhat familiar man.

There was madness in his eyes.

This time, Xing Jiuan couldn't hide.

She watched the car accelerate and hit her body, and her internal organs seemed to have moved. When she fell to the ground, she still held the phone in her hand tightly.

The phone has a protective case, and even if it falls to the ground with her, it doesn't break, and the call doesn't even stop.

The man's anxious voice came from the phone, and he kept shouting Xing Jiuan's name.

Xing Jiuan's eyes were blurred, and the severe pain made her almost unable to breathe. Under such unbearable pain, Xing Jiuan was still distracted and thought that it would be great if she didn't call her senior brother.

Senior brother, it should be very sad because of her death.

The impact just now was very strong. Xing Jiuan opened his mouth and wanted to reply to the person who was anxious on his phone, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood flowed out.

She doesn't like the taste.

It seemed very messy next to it. Someone said he wanted to call the police, someone called an ambulance, and the screams of women and the crying of children... It seemed that Xing Jiuan could only look through the blurry scenes and seemed to be performing a pantomime.

Her hand couldn't hold the phone, and the phone had already slipped off her hand. Xing Jiuan didn't know if the phone had been hung up, nor did he know the answer of his senior brother...

The eyes slowly turned dark and there was silence around him. Xing Jiuan, who had once had thousands of beloved, wanted to see the fireworks on this earth on his 21st birthday, and then died on the side of the roadside under the night.

Alone.

When I woke up again, Xing Jiuan's head hurt a little.

Her memory was a bit broken, and she was still at the time she was eating cakes at home.

After a little slowing down, she found something was wrong. For example, her birthday was in winter. When she was sleeping, she often wore a panda-shaped plush pajamas. Now, she was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, and there was no scar left on her knees due to an accident.

Or, after she was retrieved by the Huo family, she began to grow long hair.

But now, her hair is not long, and when she touches her, it is still slightly shorter.

From childhood to adulthood, Xing Jiuan only left long hair twice. The first time was when he was very young, and the second time was after being retrieved by the Huo family.

Before she could check her phone first, something seemed to flash through Xing Jiuan's mind, and she first found a mirror.

Just next to the pillow, it is easy to find.

The girl in the mirror was very young, with short silver-gray hair drooping in messy manner, and a few dull hairs were raised.

Xing Jiuan's skin is very white, and his facial features are almost delicate that is hard to distinguish between male and female. She often has short hair, just like the protagonist walking out of a comic, slender, delicate, but not fragile.

It seemed a little sure, Xing Jiuan picked up his phone and looked at it. The time was the day she had remembered for a long time.

On this day, her biological parents came to her house and told her that she was brought by the wrong person nineteen years ago and wanted to take her home.

Xing Jiuan's hands trembled, and suddenly remembered the memories of her death. The pain made her feel unbearable now.

She suddenly thought of something even more impossible...

She is reborn.

Rebirth returned to the summer of the year when he was nineteen.

Nothing happened on this day.

She has not returned to the Huo family yet.

He has not broken up with his senior brother yet and has not left his master's sect.

She is still the same Xing Jiuan who enjoys everyone's favor.

She opened her lips, not knowing whether she wanted to laugh or cry.
Chapter completed!