Fast Travel: The Green Tea Villain's Sweetness Is Over the Table

"Sister, I'm coming."

The girl came in with small steps, followed by a girl with her head bowed, who was in the same outfit as Xiao Hong just now, holding a bowl of soup, her head bowed, and followed behind the girl.

Jian Yuling looked over, the girl came over, sat by the bed, took the soup bowl from the girl, and said,

"Xiao Cui, you go out first."

The girl named Xiaocui responded softly, "Good lady", and then backed out.

Jian Yuling stared at the other party's half-hidden face in the lack of light, wondering, isn't that Xiaohong?Why is it called Xiaocui again?

Are they twins?

Xiaohong Xiaocui, perhaps.

Jian Yuling withdrew his gaze thoughtfully, and then bumped into the girl's sparkling almond eyes.

"Sister, come on, ah - drink some tonic soup!"

Looking at the opponent's skilled movements, it seems that he did not do less, although he was a little uncomfortable, but in order not to cause complications, Jian Yuling still opened his mouth——

Surprisingly, the tonic soup is quite delicious.

"When my sister gets better, I'll show you my new boyfriend."

After feeding the soup, she had peach blossoms on her face, and her eyes were intimate and happy. When she looked at Jian Yuling, she was cautiously probing and expecting.

What are you looking for, and what are you looking forward to?
Jian Yuling frowned.

The willow leaves frowned, eyes drooping, indescribably weak Liu Fufeng and Yu Se, Jian Yuling pursed his lips thinking about how to strike up a conversation.

Seeing this reaction, the girl was about to cry, and immediately pulled Jian Yuling's sleeve carefully, timidly,
"Sister, just trust me again, he is really nice, you will know when you meet..."

Sister doesn't want her sister to have a boyfriend?
Jian Yuling raised his eyes with a sleepy expression, "It doesn't matter whether he is good or not, you know..."

If the original owner doesn't want her sister to have a boyfriend, she won't welcome her no matter how good the boyfriend is.

Seeing her sister's face as white as paper, and her thin body covered under the quilt, which looked fragile and fragile, her eyes were still red after all,
"Sister, I'm sorry, but I really can't do without him, I like him so much, I can't live without him...I know I should listen to you..."

Crying in his ears, Jian Yuling closed his eyes because of the noise, his already pale cheeks were a little transparent.

"...you go out, let me have a good rest."

The crying stopped abruptly, and then, there was a rustle in her ears, and the sound of footsteps came from near to far.

Jian Yu didn't want to get up at all, and went out to inquire about his own condition, but his health was so poor that it was very difficult for him to even get up.

Sick, like someone who is terminally ill and has only a few days to live.

A sense of powerlessness came over me.

With his eyes closed, soon, sleepiness swept over Jian Yuling, and he fell into a dream.

The voice pulled again, different from the last time, this time, the content of the voice was very clear, as if it was speaking close to her ear.

"Qiao Xinyu, Qiao Xinyu, give up struggling and become one of us, you will have a healthy body, a healthy body... Qiao Xinyu, don't you feel tempted?"

"As long as you give up resistance, you will have a healthy body without suffering from weakness, and your sister... as long as you join us, she will have a healthy life...!"

"No, I don't want to."

The "she" in the dream refused loudly, but Jian Yuling knew that this was not what she wanted to say; then, the self in the dream covered her ears again,

"I want to protect Ming Yu, I want to protect Ming Yu, you are wrong, I don't want to be assimilated! I want to survive, Ming Yu is healthy! It's all your schemes, it's all controlled by you demons..."

"She" squatted on the ground, hugging her head, sobbing.

Jian Yuling tried her best to remember the words "self" said in the dream; the strange thing is that she obviously has a good memory, but this time, she couldn't remember anything clearly, and could barely remember two names.

Qiao Xinyu, Ming Yu.

What is "her" mission?Protecting younger sister Ming Yu; assimilation, health, calculation, manipulation... Is there any big conspiracy behind it?
Just those two sentences, Jian Yuling desperately memorized, while the memory was constantly being erased.

It feels like copying notes on a blackboard, but someone is holding an eraser, standing by, staring straight at it, and every word someone writes is erased by that person.

Afterwards, Jian Yuling stopped dreaming and fell asleep peacefully. When she woke up, a group of people surrounded her bed.

"Are you awake?" The woman next to her was wearing a dull maroon gown with a blank expression on her face.

And behind her, there were three girls with the same face, exactly the same as the little Hong Xiaocui she saw.

Jian Yu's eyelids were raised, the woman's well-maintained face looked a bit like her sister's, her expression was not angry and pretentious, presumably, it should be the mother of the two.

Jian Yuling blinked his eyes lightly, as if he was getting used to the haze that just woke up, "Yeah."

Knowing that the eldest daughter has always been taciturn and physically weak, and would get tired if she talked too much, Mother Qiao didn't say much.

Seeing that people are just as sick and fragile as before, but they are not life-threatening, and she still hangs her breath, and Mother Qiao is relieved, "Get well soon, your body is really bad."

She didn't care if Jian Yuling responded, after finishing speaking, Mother Qiao left with three girls who looked exactly the same.

Jian Yu Ling turned her head, looking at the back of the same style of Xiaohong Xiaocui, which was neatly copied and pasted, which seemed weird no matter how she looked, she fell into silence.

This plane is weird; it doesn't seem normal.

I always feel as if I'm hiding some terrible secret, which makes my scalp tingle.

The same "handmaid"; the voice in the dream; the older sister who prevents her younger sister from falling in love, and the younger sister who tears when she is prevented from falling in love...

Jian Yuling stared at the twin dead fish eyes with complicated emotions.

After sorting it out a bit, in the dream, the only thing she remembered were the names of the two people.

The original owner should be called Qiao Xinyu. As for the younger sister Mingyu, her surname should also be Qiao, Qiao Mingyu.

What's the matter? Xitong didn't pack up her memories before leaving. It's a normal plane, and she can still handle it. In this situation, she is really passive.

Thinking about his current body, he might die in the next second, and Jian Yuling would die of depression.

Forced to do so, after all, she had to lie obediently on the bed for three or four days for the sake of her unsatisfactory body.

On the day when he was able to walk on the ground, Jian Yuling really cried to death.

I almost suspected that I was a paralyzed person, who knew!

Jian Yuling fumbled and sat in front of the vanity mirror, looking at Yuan's appearance.

Different from Qiao Mingyu's oval face and almond eyes, she is cute and cute; Qiao Xinyu's appearance is more charming, but because of her physique, she is a bit more pure and weak.

Liu Yemei frowned slightly, as if Xizi held her heart broken, and her long and narrow eyes always gave people a tearful grievance; she had a small oval face.

Obviously none of the facial features of the two sisters are alike, but when they are combined together, there is a very similar feeling of discord.

Just when Jian Yuling felt something was wrong, the self in the mirror blinked suddenly.

Jian Yu Ling, who has always been materialistic, froze, and his hairs stood on end!
She just - didn't blink!

Xitong: The memory of the original owner was packed, and it was in the space, so there was no time to transfer it; as an older child, you have to learn to find yourself to transfer it

Jian Yuling: ... (You didn't say it! Fall!)
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