Cannon fodder female supporting role: the black-bellied male protagonist delivered to your door

Chapter 451 [One more

Mi Xiaobai stopped, she found a problem.

At this moment, there is a bright yellow light in front of her, and the same is probably behind her, and there is something behind her that seduces people to turn her back.

Mi Xiaobai raised his head, looked at the ceiling above his head, it was still so magnificent, the pattern on it was just like the first time he saw it, the same horizontally... Ah, no!
Mi Xiaobai's eyes shifted quickly, and she kept comparing the portraits that she had memorized in her mind, and then she couldn't help but giggle "hehe", her cheeks were slightly flushed, but she was actually a little embarrassed.

She was an idiot to realize that she had walked such a long way in vain!It turns out that I have been standing still... I am ashamed.

The pattern on the top of the head has changed, but only slightly. Looking carefully, I should have walked from the head of the pattern to the center of the pattern, and I have not stepped out of the pattern. I am still in the pattern. She just died like this.

The voice behind him disappeared, but the feeling of being watched was very faint, but still there.

Mi Xiaobai frowned and looked at the pattern on it. The pattern was roughly similar to the Qingming Riverside Picture. It was a painting of a certain scene, and then a large group of people were busy doing their own things.

Some set up stalls, some drank and chanted poems in restaurants, some went shopping, and people came and went. Although it was not crowded, it was a lively and bustling scene. After watching it for a long time, I gradually discovered that the painting It started to move.

That tiny change came about like this.

The person in the painting changes in a way that moves a little every hour, really very slowly, and it is difficult to pay attention to it.

Mi Xiaobai stood under the painting for three hours, and then saw the person who was shopping at the small stall took a step, turned around, and scanned over again. It was a child whose body was shattered because of something under his feet. It looks like it's about to fall.

Mi Xiaobai wanted to try to transfer this painting into the wooden bead space for Yi Xuan to see, but found that he couldn't see it if he wasn't in this hall, even if she passed it in, he couldn't see it either. .

Realizing this, Mi Xiaobai understood that only she could solve the difficulties in front of her.

After staring at it for a long time, she could see the trajectory of the people on the painting. It seemed that they all had a predetermined trajectory. She stared at it for another day, and the child fell to the ground and passed again. One day, I saw a woman walking out of a deserted alley, but only half of her body was exposed...

Waiting and waiting, after waiting for ten days, the woman finally walked to the side of the child, but she still didn't seem to squat down.

An inexplicable sense of irritability rose in Mi Xiaobai's heart, how could he waste time here?If she wastes a few more months, Feng Jiutian will recover sooner, and she will be the turtle in the urn, can she not be in a hurry?

Mi Xiaobai's forehead couldn't help sweating thinly and urgently.

After another ten days of staying up, I finally saw the woman squatting down to comfort the child. The woman was alone on the ground, patting the child's back with one hand.

And this picture seemed to be moving again, Mi Xiaobai took a deep breath, barely stabilized his heart that was roasting on the fire, and continued to look at it.

It took another three days before the woman in the picture successfully picked up the child. Another day passed, the woman turned and walked towards the alley, and then she saw three men walking towards the woman among the shoppers.

Mi Xiaobai took a deep breath, and after another three days of suffering, his complexion gradually turned pale, and his heart, which was roasted on the fire, was already impatient.

It was a silent painting. She really wanted to hear what happened after the three of them followed the woman into the alley, but they couldn't, and had to wait again. After waiting for another five days, the child ran out crying. , that mouth moves slowly and slowly.

Mi Xiaobai moved his lips in anger, and said a word: "Mother is dead."

Why die?Mi Xiaobai's mind naturally came up with this idea. Just like that, she watched the people in the picture slowly surround the child, and then the picture seemed to freeze, not moving any more.

"Why did you die?" Mi Xiaobai couldn't help murmuring.

As he thought more deeply, Mi Xiaobai's brows became more and more wrinkled, his complexion became paler, and the blood in his body faded away.

Mi Xiaobai anxiously asked himself: Why did he die?

Then the picture in front of her eyes turned, she looked at the crowds walking around, the bustling street, and suddenly, her complexion turned pale, because she saw a child falling down at her feet, and the baby was crying loudly.

Then she knelt down and shouted, "Zhi'er, don't cry, mother hugs you."

Holding the child with one arm and the other, Mi Xiaobai hugged the child with the support of the single, only then did he realize that his body is so weak, no wonder he needs a single support.

"Wow wow...mother..."

The child was still crying, but Mi Xiaobai's mood began to change, and she couldn't help feeling distressed, as if she was holding her own child in her arms, and couldn't help but her eyes turned red: "Don't cry, it's fine."

Before she knew it, Mi Xiaobai forgot who she was. She walked towards the alley with the child in her arms, only remembering that she could go home after passing there, but her heart couldn't help but tense.

wrong!wrong!wrong!

But what's wrong?Mi Xiaobai's big black and white eyes were gradually stained with confusion and confusion, but the steps under his feet still did not stop, moving towards the alley.

In Mi Xiaobai's mind, there is a complete set of memories, where she was born, why she married her husband-in-law, and when she gave birth to the child, including what she did before she came to coax the child. I remember it clearly.

This is clearly her life!If not, how could she remember so clearly?

Mi Xiaobai couldn't help asking herself, her steps were moving with difficulty, and she thought why she was so weak all the time, it was because of giving birth to this child, and she lost her body, but fortunately, the child is healthy. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel lucky stand up.

The footsteps continued to move, and every time he took a step, it was as if there was a heavy stone on his body. Bean-sized cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his arms trembled uncontrollably.

Mi Xiaobai couldn't help sighing in his heart: "Oh, with my body, I don't know how long I can live if I continue like this."

Mi Xiaobai gently patted the child in his arms, and growled softly: "Hey, don't cry, it's okay, you will grow up faster when you fall."

The child in his arms was still crying, but it changed from crying loudly to a small choked sob, and gradually calmed down.

Mi Xiaobai felt more and more powerless in her body, as if something was flowing out of her body, also, her body was so weak, the vitality would flow out of her body by itself.

The body standing under the painting had already fallen to the ground, unconscious, and his breathing was weak.

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