She dreamed again that Beiming Shaoxi was coming, stepping on the ruins of corpses.
Rivers of blood flowed, and the white church was dripping with scarlet blood.
She was sitting alone in a sea of corpses, her long dress soaked in blood inch by inch.
Beiming Shaoxi reached out to catch him.
The corners of Beiming Shaoxi's lips turned cruelly red, "Ji An'an, you betrayed me and deserve to die!"
Save me, save me
You should die with everyone else, didn't you tell me to treat you as dead!?
Ji Anan struggled in panic, like a drowning person struggling to hold on to something.
He opened his eyes suddenly.
Ji Anan's little hands were clutching the sheets, her whole body was covered in sweat, and she woke up from her dream.
It was that nightmare again, the same dream that frightened her.
Ji Anan looked around, the luxurious French decoration, the baroque black and red curtains hanging down, the genius outside the window had just begun to light up, at dawn.
Ji An'an walked to the European-style floor-length mirror, with her pretty nose, eyebrows and eyes, and her slender girl's body that had not yet begun to grow.
Ji Anan reached out and touched the girl in the mirror. Is it her?
She remembered that she developed relatively late. She only began to mature at the age of fifteen, and only grew into the youthful appearance of a young girl at the age of eighteen.
Every time Gu Nancheng looked at her, he thought she was too young, pinched her cheeks and asked her why she hadn't grown up yet.
Gu Nancheng was twelve or thirteen years old and already looked like a teenager.
But Su Qianmo, who is twelve or thirteen years old, is a girl who has not yet grown up!
In the mirror, the childish girl looked at her blankly, with her long, straight and thick hair flowing down.
Ji Anan stretched out his hand to pull at his nightgown, and saw that it was only slightly bulging, like two small steamed buns!!
Chapter 1092 It’s like living again
She looked at her hands. She had slender bones and short fingers. She was only about 1.4 meters tall?!
Is she thirteen years old now? Fifteen-year-old Ji Anan has grown to a height of 1.6 meters
It’s not until you’re seventeen or eighteen that your shape is completely finalized, and it doesn’t grow anymore.
This was a dream, Ji Anan pinched his cheek, it hurt.
But she couldn't tell whether it was her thirteen-year-old self who had a long dream, or her twenty-five-year-old self who dreamed that she was thirteen years old again.
Ji Anan ran to the door, turned the doorknob and locked it, and all the windows were closed.
Through the clear glass, she saw the magnificent sea outside the window
She's on an extremely luxurious cruise ship!
She had reverse growth? The moment before she fell into coma, she was still in the church, preparing to marry Helianchi!
My head hurts so much!
She recalled those fragmentary memories both clearly and vaguely, like a dream.
Ji Anan ran back to the big bed and pressed the emergency call bell again and again.
Soon a servant opened the door, and the servant in black maid uniform asked gently: "What are your orders?"
Ji Anan pushed her away and jumped out.
Ji Anan ran barefoot between the wooden cabins.
Her body is healthy and young, and her steps are light, just like the young and wild Gu Nancheng holding her hand and dragging her to run wildly in the rainy night, walking on the dark streets and trekking in the vast forest.
Ji Anan ran to the deck in one breath and watched the sunrise slowly rising from the coastline.
It was as if her life had been reborn.
This dream is so beautiful
Ji Anan was bathed in light, and the servant came over panting: "You can't stand here, it's too dangerous!" Ji Anan was bathed in light, and the servant came over panting: "You can't stand here.