C1 Transit

His head hurt.

His eyelids felt as if they had recovered a thousand pounds. They could not be opened, as if someone was pressing on them.

It was as if he had been drained of all his energy. His hands and feet were numb, hanging limply by his side.

He felt dizzy and his head felt empty. There was only a thin layer of mist left, but he could not recall anything.

He used all of his strength to open his eyes. With just a glance, he couldn't help but fall asleep …

It must be an illusion... There was still a sliver of rationality left in his mind … How else could he see the old wooden bed top?

When she opened her eyes again, she felt much better. However, the unfamiliar heaviness made her stare blankly in bed for a long time.

This... Not her room?

She remembered that she was daydreaming about her beloved Sunflower … Afterwards, there was a flash of light and she felt weightless as she flew. It was as if her bones had been split open and she was wracked with pain … And then there was the "growl" irrigation... Later, it was as if he could see golden-bright and dazzling gold and silver treasures waving at her … Then he saw the old, worn bed roof over his head.

Around the head of the ring were pieces of wooden furniture that had been destroyed by termites. It was dirty and worn out, as if they would fall apart at any moment. So poor …

Looking from top to bottom, everyone was amazed.

Damn it! There was not even a floor on the ground. Although the soil on the ground looked black and hard, and it had been stomped flat, but … It's dirt!

Fine!

She boasted that she had always been a very optimistic and imaginative person.

So... She absolutely accepted any bizarre thoughts she had.

So...

"Is there anyone here? Is there anyone here? Someone come! " She shouted at the top of her lungs, only to find that her voice was as hoarse as a sheet of paper.

Strange.

He felt that something was wrong. He continued to look at the furnishings up and down.

The woman who had rushed in distracted her.

"My child!" When the originally flustered woman saw her, she immediately cried and rushed over. Her body was so huge that she could barely breathe.

"Stop!" What happened? Will you please tell me? " She let her voice sound sincere and polite.

Then...

The peasant woman was surprised and looked at her seriously for a long time. Then, she started to cry …

"My poor child! Your mother didn't do it on purpose. But your father said, if you don't marry. None of us will survive. Finally, the general doesn't despise you. You will serve him obediently. If you are obedient, you are still her wife. Naturally, she will not do anything to your family. "

Seeing that the peasant woman was able to explain so many things clearly while crying, and that she didn't even know how to burp … She was truly amazed as she stared blankly at the performance.

Then from her red, wet face to her dress.

He saw that the woman was dressed in cloth that was rather coarse and retro. But, it was a tender, fleshy piece of flesh, and on its plump, white hand was a dazzling ring of golden light.

Clearly, she was a rich woman, yet she was pretending to be a disaster victim. She thought to herself as she carefully distanced herself from the crying peasant woman.

"Excuse me, where is this place?" I seem to have hit my head and I don't remember. " She spoke very politely as she rubbed her temples with her small hands.

The woman immediately hugged her darling and looked at her head for a long time.

"Are you alright? My good daughter, do you want your father to look for a doctor? " Her daughter had always accepted things as they were, and what had happened before should have been washed away with tears. Why was he looking at her with a face full of surprise?

She rubbed her brow, closed her eyes, and went over the previous scene in her mind. Then she opened her slightly bloodshot eyes and looked at the peasant woman who had been worriedly watching her.

"Sorry. Excuse me... "I didn't hear it clearly when my ears rang just now." Her mother was very small. How could she suddenly become such a huge monster, and how could she possibly gain weight so quickly? Moreover, there was no similarity between the two.

"My good daughter, how come you can't even remember your mother? What's the matter with you? " The peasant woman's fear immediately gripped her shoulders.

"Mother." The pain from her arms immediately caused her face to turn deathly pale. Thus, she had no choice but to cry out in pain.

"Mom." My head really hurts. " Grabbing his head, he realized that he had grown a head full of long, thick hair. It hung densely around her waist. His face turned pale with fright, but his expression was even more persuasive.

"My poor child." The peasant woman believed this to be true, and her sorrow grew even more intense. She wanted to hold her head and feel around to check the damage.

"Mother, is there something wrong with my head? Why don't I remember anything? " Pitifully hugging her head, she lay down on her soft, warm and elastic chest and moaned a few times. Then, she raised her delicate eyes and looked at the peasant woman.

Weird, weird. As a matter of fact, she should be dead already. His usually optimistic heart was now shrouded in shadow. She was dead.

"It's all right. "Good girl." As she spoke, Nong Nu pretended to be strong as she squeezed out a smiling face.

"Mother will tell you everything." Then he began to talk slowly.

Her name was Su Wan Wan, and she was a baby doll. She was sixteen this year, and was the only daughter of Old Master Su who had yet to leave the pavilion. He was to be married to a hussar at the end of the month, and three days earlier he had tried to commit suicide.

The more she listened, the more her face began to twitch uncontrollably.

"Mother." "What dynasty is it now?" She forced a weak smile and continued to feign a headache.

The peasant woman glanced at her pale daughter and suppressed the grief in her heart.

"This is the era of Song Renzhen."

In response to her, she was stupefied and tongue-tied.