Not sweet, you bite me + extra

"Then... can you change it back?"

"can."

Fu Xi was completely relieved. She felt that she had nothing to know, so she picked up her schoolbag and prepared to go back to her room.

Bai Minshan stopped her, "Fu Xi, don't you have anything else to ask?"

Fu Xi stopped in her tracks and looked back at her.

"Is there anything else worth asking?"

Her gaze was a bit complicated, probably because she suddenly realized that her mother was actually her father, and her father was actually her mother, and she felt like the world was in chaos.

Fu Chen smiled awkwardly, and explained falteringly: "It's...that...this is actually..."

In Fu Xi's puzzled eyes, he closed his eyes and said, "...Family inheritance."

Fu Xi froze, "...What do you mean?"

Bai Minshan looked at her with a half-smile, "It means that this kind of thing will happen to you in the future, but it may not happen. After all, I don't know whether it is inherited from generation to generation or passed down from generation to generation."

Fu Xi walked back to the sofa and sat down, "...Have you changed it? How often do you change it?"

She tried hard to think about the difference between these two people in the past, but she didn't seem to find any difference, but she spent most of her time at school since elementary school, and didn't have many opportunities to get along with them at all, and in her In my impression, Bai Minshan basically went to work in the company. Could it be that the two of them haven't changed back after all these years?

"The law is not clear yet, maybe after a nap, it will change back the next day."

Fu Xi was expressionless: "...Oh."

She suddenly felt that this world was really mysterious.

The setting of exchanging bodies can be made out, what else can't be made out?

When she went back to her room to lie down at night, she looked at the ceiling, stretched out her hand silently, looked at her slender fingers, and suddenly felt that it would not be strange even if she suddenly awakened some strange settings, such as yin and yang eyes, maybe There was a ghost in the corner of her room, which was darker than other places. When she woke up, she could see a bloody, fang-covered ghost looking at her ferociously as soon as she opened her eyes.

Maybe she's even the protagonist of a fantasy novel herself.

It's even possible that the protagonist is not her yet.

Fu Xi suddenly thought of Lian Zao. No matter how she looked at that face, it was surprisingly beautiful. It was no longer a face that could be described as unattractive by aesthetic differences. No one knew that when she passed by in that dark alley that day, , just a casual glance, how I felt when I saw her.

It was as if the real world had suddenly merged with Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio. The jade-like face that belonged only to monsters fell directly into her eyes through the dark alley and mottled light and shadow.

...Perhaps, if this is really a novel, it is probably a ghost novel similar to Liaozhai, and Lian Zao is probably the most unique ghost in it.

And she is probably a passerby who strayed into this strange world.

......

It was rare for Fu Xi's, who had a second-stage illness to break out, to feel extremely hypocritical and sad.

When I woke up the next day, I recalled the Fu Xi I was thinking about before going to bed, and I just wanted to go back to last night and strangle that self to death.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

This kind of feeling is like a certain brick-and-mortar writer who suddenly discovered the second-year-old Tianlei Marysu novel he wrote in junior high school, and he couldn't wait to wipe all that memory with an eraser.

The reason is very simple, just two words——

shame.

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The author has something to say: Everyone has a second-year middle school that they can't bear to look at directly. I think I was already very mature when I was in junior high school, but in fact, it was still a second-year middle school and naive

Emmmmm, in short, it is especially childish in the second year, it is unbearable to look back

But children nowadays are really precocious, my sister is only in the third grade of junior high school, I feel that she has already seen through the world (although to some extent this is a manifestation of the childishness of the second grade

Also, the children nowadays are really well nourished. My cousin is only in the sixth grade. He is already 1.7 meters tall, at least 1.7 meters five, because he is taller than my dad. My father is 1.7 meters two, which is terrible.

The key is that he is very sensible and mature, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't want to be a kid who is still in elementary school. Among the juniors of my relatives, he is the only one who is not in the second grade at all.

My brother is like a kindergartener by comparison :)

(Second day of this year) is actually shorter than my cousin, alas :-(, what a future!

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Another week passed like this, and it was time for the first monthly exam. Fu Xigang hugged Lianzao temporarily for a while, but even she didn't know if it was effective or not. Usually Lianzao took notes carefully. But it's hard to say whether it's in my mind or not.

According to international practice, the first test is Chinese.

The previous topics are all good, the composition is "the most touching scene", Fu Xi really doesn't know how to write this kind of lyrical narrative, so he hastily set up a template, writing about having a high fever, Bai Minshan as a mother , taking care of her by the bed in disheveled clothes, and when she woke up, she saw Bai Minshan sleeping tiredly beside her bed.

But when she was writing, she accidentally substituted Fu Chen's face, that is, Bai Minshan was facing her original face—that is, Fu Chen's face, looking at her indifferently, and for some reason, she suddenly slapped her. a chill.