1453 Her Past Life's Memories (1)
A dark emerald glint flitted across the depths of Qin Xin's eyes.
He hastily threw off his covers and walked up to the window while draping himself with a thin outer garment. He gazed dazedly at the night sky outside the window.
Huh? The night had fallen so quickly.
Just as he pushed open the door and stepped outside, he saw a figure around his height flicker and then walk past him.
His dark purple clothes and slender body, that back silhouette—it looked exactly like his own figure at first sight!
What was going on? Could it be just like last time that he was still inside a dream and had yet to break free from it?
Second Young Sir Qin was stupefied, but he still chased in pursuit.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Xin followed the person before him into an underground secret room.
Many sealed prison cells were sectioned off the stone wall in this secret room. When looking from afar, it was dark and seemingly went on without end.
When the person in front walked over, suddenly—
A disheveled and greasy face appeared at the tiny window in the iron door, screaming raspily, "Let me out, let me out!!"
The person in front walked past without averting his gaze. On the other hand, Qin Xin paused and subconsciously turned back for a glance when he neared the window.
His gaze met those mutilated eye sockets whose eyeballs had been gouged out, and he hastily quickened his pace in fright.
However, before he could approach that last sealed prison cell, he saw that figure walking over slowly while carrying something.
In his astonishment, Qin Xin had halted just inside the long and pitch-black corridor.
As the other party slowly walked closer, his heart thumped when he made out the person's facial features.
Sure enough! It was his own self!
In that case, he should still be inside a dream right now.
What dream was this. Why could he see it so clearly?
It was like he was watching his past self from a bystander's point of view?
He watched as his other self in this dream walked toward him with another person in his arms, totally oblivious to his existence.
However, when he slowly passed by, Qin Xin involuntarily turned around to take a look.
This glimpse rooted him to the spot.
What did he see? Even though that petite face had turned emaciated and sallow, while those eyes were also sunken and dispirited from hunger.
But, but those sharply contrasting black and white eyes, and that bony and dull petite face, was clearly, clearly… Mu Xiao Bao in the flesh?
No, it was Qiao Mu! Why was Qiao Mu here?
In this instant, it was as if something was squeezing Qin Xin's heart. It was so painfully suffocating.
He even wanted to shout out loudly, like this would relieve his stifled chest.
Yet, the scene in front of him dissipated like rippling water. He only felt his brain become muddled, and when he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of his eyes shocked him greatly—
---My Qiao's section break---
*Roll—* The wooden wheelchair stopped after being pushed to the shore.
A female wearing a light green casual gown, her skirt sweeping the floor, adjusted her exquisite hair bun. She then walked up to the edge of the water while rocking her waist gently, and she squinted at the large cargo vessel travelling toward them from afar. She remarked with a giggle, "The ship has come."
Qiao Mu could only move her petite head. As this female was standing against the light, Qiao Mu could only see that five-fortune <anno data-annotation-id="932d0f4f-e862-4b38-8dab-87590c7e9358">ruyi</anno> hairpin embedded with a large pearl in her hair as it emitted a sparkling light under the sun.
She then looked at the shabby clothes she was wearing, her dried-up hair drooping sparsely from her head.
She really envied this pretty lady. But why did she make her own life so miserable?
