Rich employers are too difficult

Two and a half months later, in the middle of the night, Jian Shuling suddenly opened her slightly frightened eyes and sat up.

Cold sweat wetted her thin bangs against her white forehead, her elegant and delicate features were slightly wrinkled, a kind of pain spread from her body, but she couldn't tell what it was.

And this kind of pain made Jian Shuling's confused and terrified eyes instantly cool down. Looking around, the street lights from outside came in through the window, making this neat room less than a few square meters a little bright.

Jian Shuling slowly retreated to the wall and leaned against the wall, her knees were bent, her arms were around herself, her mind gradually cleared up, and she dreamed again, dreaming about how she appeared in this completely unfamiliar world.

A speeding truck hit Jian Shuling, and she, Lingyu, a cold-blooded killer who died with her enemies, a soul from elsewhere occupied Jian Shuling's body and survived.

It turns out that Jian Shuling's soul has gone somewhere?

There is no memory of her, and every time she dreams that she is lying in a pool of blood, she disappears. The pain in her body may be the pain of being bumped.

After being Jian Shuling for so long, she is still getting used to it.

More than two months ago, her Lingyu became Jian Shuling who had no memory of Jian Shuling. She was homeless but unable to tell the story, so she had to follow Zhao Wen who sent her to the hospital back to her home.

During this time, with the help of Zhao Wen and her younger brother Zhao Tong, she gradually became familiar with the world and learned the knowledge and life skills here.

Although she didn't understand anything, she quickly understood what they taught once, as if she was reviewing, strange but familiar.

Jian Shuling closed her cold eyes to interrupt the memory, and stretched out her hand to rub Qier's short hair. It was Zhao Wen who took her to cut it, saying that there was a new beginning.

At first she was not used to it, but gradually she felt that her waist-length bun was much neater and more refreshing than before.

Lifting off the quilt, she got up, opened the door, came to the balcony, and looked at the dazzling lights in the darkness outside, giving Jian Shuling the illusion of dreaming.

The world she lived in before was completely different from the world she was reborn in. Horse-drawn carriages acted like carriages, and there was no electricity but candles...

But fortunately, the words are the same, otherwise she might be regarded as a lunatic.

Until now, she still doesn't know why her soul entered Jian Shuling's body, but she has no memory of her past, but she still cherishes the chance of rebirth.

Suddenly a gentle and light voice sounded, "Shu Ling, why are you still awake, is your body hurting again?"

Jian Shuling suddenly came back to her senses, her vigilance was getting lower and lower, and she turned around after laughing at herself.

Seeing a shawl with black and smooth long hair, clean facial features, and a pair of clean and flawless glass-like eyes with real worry, a woman who is not tall but slender is walking.

She is Zhao Wen, the kind person who sent Jian Shuling to the hospital when Jian Shuling was hit by a car, and took her home when she knew she was homeless, even though her life with her brother Zhao Tong was already very difficult. Bitter.

"Awen, I'm fine." There was warmth in Jian Shuling's cold and distant eyes, and her voice was not that cold.

Zhao Wen raised her head and stared at Jian Shuling's cold eyes, as if judging whether she had lied to herself. After looking at her for a while, "That's good, you must tell me if you have something to do, you know?"

Jian Shuling nodded, "Awen, I want to go out and find a job."

During this period of time, Jian Shuling also learned that Zhao Wen's parents died young, leaving only this old house with three bedrooms and one living room for them. She worked hard to support her and her younger brother by herself, and now that she has another one, it is even worse. .