But soon, she realized that her actions seemed redundant.
I am a monk, and I have long been invading the summer.
"But at this time, why do you feel cold?" Zhao Lianxing was puzzled.
She walked to the door of the hall.
Outside the gate, there is a spacious yard.
The clear rain is still down.
The gloomy sky seemed to have a lead, making Zhao Lianxing feel heavy.
So familiar.
Really familiar.
But where have you seen this scene?
Zhao Lianxing frowned.
Squeak-
At this moment, the wooden door opposite her, which belonged to the yard was pushed open a gap.
Zhao Lianxing looked up.
Then she saw that a three or four -year -old girl got out of the door cracks.
The girl combed two round buns and white skirts. At this moment, because of the rain, it was wet.
In fact, the girl's head and body were filled with rain, and it seemed that she was jogging all the way from outside.
But the girl's expression on her face was always smiling.
Smile, very sweet.
Looking at this cute little girl, Zhao Lianxing was even more puzzled.
Why do this child look so familiar?
I really seem to have seen it.
But she soon shook her head.
What does it matter if you have seen it or not?
Since you don’t remember it, it means you are not an important person.
However, although it is not important, at least one person now appears.
In this case, you can ask where this is.
Thinking like this, Zhao Lianxing walked towards the little girl.
But just after two steps, suddenly, she saw a girl in the side room from the side.
This girl looks like a five or six -year -old. She is wearing a long green dress. At this moment, she hurried to the girl wearing a white skirt at this moment, pulled the other person's little hand, and asked after a few words.
The handkerchief, wiped it on the opponent's face.
Although it is also a child, at this moment, the little girl wearing a green green dress is full of pity in her eyes.
After wiping the girl on her forehead on her face, she quickly held the other person's hand. After saying a few words, she pulled the other party to the side room.
This scene stopped Zhao Lianxing's just step.
The two little girls had already ran to the room at this moment, but in her mind, she was constantly emerging from the side face of the two.
The soft voice of the girl with a water green dress, the white skirt girl is slightly pale, but it looks stubborn.
"These two people are so familiar, how can you be so familiar."
Zhao Lianxing looked up, looking down at the moment of the lead -gray cloud.
"Where is this?"
Originally, she had planned to go out of the yard and find someone to ask where this is.
But when the step really came out, she turned around and walked towards the chamber.
The room is not large, and the door is originally covered.
Zhao Lianxing stands outside the door at this moment and can see the situation inside.
On the wooden bed inside, the white skirt girl had been tightly wrapped in the blanket, only a small face showed a small face.
The younger green skirt girl, at this moment, was holding a small bowl of ginger soup, picked up a small spoon with a spoon, blowing it, and then carefully sent to the white skirt little girl's mouth on the bed.
The little girl in the white skirt obviously didn't like this taste. At this moment, a small face became wrinkled because of resistance.
However, the green skirt girl didn't know what to say. The white skirt little girl flattened her mouth, and then although she was still very reluctant, she opened her mouth and quickly took the ginger soup in the spoon.
The little face wrinkled even worse than before.
Looking at this scene, Zhao Lianxing suddenly felt that the heart was stunned.
There is something, as if he woke up deep in the brain.
But in my own consciousness, there seems to be something to resist this power.
White skirts, green skirts, soft words ... In my mind, there are various pictures.
Unconsciously, Zhao Lianxing felt that her nose could breathe the smell of the ginger tea, and she began to spread the spicy taste of ginger tea in her mouth.
"This is ... what's the matter ..."
Zhao Lianxing gritted her teeth, pushed open the door, and walked into the room.
She knew this was wrong.
Now that I don't understand now, if there is something wrong, I simply ask it directly.
The hidden wooden door was pushed away, and Zhao Lixing resisted the power that made her stunned in her mind. She helped the wall and walked in.
She wants to ask, where is she now and who is these two little girls.
It seemed to hear the movement of her pushing in, the two little girls on the bed, at this time, turned around, and looked at Zhao Lianxing.
But the next moment, Zhao Lianxing discovered that the eyes of these two little girls passed herself directly. More precisely, she seemed to be air. The eyes of the two little girls directly penetrated her and looked at her
The direction behind it.
Zhao Lianxing was stunned, but the spin reacted.
She turned around and looked back.
Suddenly, she was surprised to see that a woman was lying on the door frame with pale and anxiously at this moment.
Her chest was violently undulating, like something to say, but she couldn't breathe for a while, so she couldn't say it.
The woman's face is a few feet away from Zhao Lixing at this moment.
Looking at the fear and anxiety on the other side's face, Zhao Lianxing suddenly felt a pain in the brain.
She couldn't help snoring, and took two steps back.
At the same time, a strange voice sounded in her ear.
"Lian Yue Lian Xing, Run ... Run ..."
The sound is very strange.
But this sound, where I really heard.
Who is and who is talking in his own mind.
Zhao Lianxing's breathing became more and more rapid.
She endured the pain of the temple, and looked up at the woman in front of her.
The woman's pale lips also opened at this moment, saying a word with a hurry: "Pity Yueyue Pingxing, Run ... Run ..."
Click!
The pale lightning torn the dark clouds, and the room was shining brightly.
The temperature in the room, in the late summer and early autumn, suddenly, people are cold and cold.
Zhao Lianxing's body suddenly froze.
Who are this woman shouting?
She looked at the woman in front of her, and her heart string seemed to be being pulled hard.
The nose is sour and the eyes are dazzling.
A long -hidden emotion in the bottom of my heart, at this moment, is crazy.
At this time, the woman's body trembled sharply, and then her eyes were despair, holding the door frame, slowly, slowly fell down.
Blood, from the deep bone wounds on her back, came out of the wound, and the rain dripping from the eaves was dyed, and it was permeated in a hurry.
Zhao Lixing's breathing was stagnant at this moment.
"Mother -dear-"
In her throat, two words were slowly squeezed out.
At this moment, the tears seemed to have flooded out of the dyke.