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At this time, Zhou Qingwu seemed a little childish, and as for that person, of course he was not awakened by the aroma of the cake.Realizing his stupidity, Zhou Qingwu's face stiffened unnaturally, he sat silently for a moment, and then went to the kitchen to put the cake away.

Soon Zhou Qingwu stayed beside the sleeping person again, she couldn't speak, couldn't talk to her.But she heard that people who are in a coma need to talk and stimulate her frequently in order to wake up faster.

After thinking about it, Zhou Qingwu gently pulled the sleeping man's hand over, and wrote stroke by stroke in her palm.She can write. When her parents were alive, she was from a good family and had a Mongolian education.Her family was in the business of medicinal materials, and she also lived in Jiangyin County at that time, but everything was ruined by a nightmare.

His thoughts suddenly drifted to the most frightening memory, Zhou Qingwu couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly, and his face turned pale.When she regained her senses, she hurriedly let go of her hand, forgetting that she was still holding the hand of the sleeping man.

She held her fair hand tightly, her skin was already a little red, her skin was too tender.There was guilt in Zhou Qingwu's eyes, he hastily and carefully rubbed her, and silently said sorry.

Keeping her mind steady, she continued to write on her palm: I'm going to go out to find some wild vegetables and carry firewood later, and you're going to be home alone.

After finishing writing, she looked at the person with closed eyes again, and wrote again: I will be back soon.

She originally wanted to dig for medicinal materials, and the last money in the family was used up. She didn't want to embezzle other people's money, so she had to earn it herself.But she didn't know when the other party would wake up, so she didn't dare to go out for too long, so she could only hold on first, dig some wild vegetables and prepare some firewood.

After feeding water to the lying person so as not to make her thirsty, Zhou Qingwu went up the mountain with a basket and hatchet.With a creak, the door was opened and then closed, half of the light in the room was instantly covered.Afterwards, there was some distant movement, and then everything returned to tranquility, and Zhou Qingwu left home.At the same time, the person lying on the bed frowned, and then stretched it out without a trace.

Worrying about the people in the house, Zhou Qingwu didn't stay outside for a long time, he carried a bundle of dry firewood, dug up half a basket of wild vegetables, and then got up and went home.

She intentionally avoided the villagers and took the small road at the west end of the village, but when she came back, she bumped into two women in the village, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of Carpenter Zhou's family.

When she saw Zhou Qingwu, Shen's eyes were full of interest, and she stood in front of Zhou Qingwu and said, "Little dumb, didn't you say that you saved the son of a big family? Why are you still chopping firewood here? You should guard him well and wait until his family members come Now, don't you just enjoy yourself?"

Zhou Qingwu lowered his head and said nothing. Seeing her ignoring her, Shen looked a bit dull: "This is not deaf after being mute. He always ignores you when he talks to you. No wonder the people in the village don't bother to talk to you."

Shen Shi's mother-in-law, Wang Shi, gave her a sideways glance, walked around Zhou Qingwu in a look of avoidance, and scolded Shen Shi in a low voice: "You don't worry about bad luck if you do anything to her, don't cause bad luck for no reason and harm my son. It has nothing to do with us if she saved someone, if she dies at her house, maybe everyone in the village will be messed with."

She looked disgusted, and while she was talking, she pulled Shen Shi to leave, Zhou Qingwu couldn't help but raised her head and looked at them deeply.Her complexion was yellow, and her big eyes looked even bigger because of her thinness. She looked at them sombrely and silently, her eyes were cold, gloomy and indifferent, which was really penetrating.

In addition, there were rumors in the village that Zhou Qingwu was the lone star of the devil, and those close to her would end badly, which made people feel chills down their backs. Thinking of this, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walked away even faster.

Zhou Qingwu's mood began to sink again. She kept telling herself that she didn't care anymore, so she rarely felt uncomfortable because of their unintentional or intentional words.But she didn't understand, if it was said that she disgusted them because it was unknown, then how could the innocent and seriously injured person provoke them?How can you say such words casually?

There is only one life, they cherish their lives, and there is nothing wrong with hating themselves, but how can other people's lives be trampled on in their mouths.

It's just that life never makes you stumble, and soon Zhou Qingwu's gloomy mood because of Zhou's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was depressed again.

When they were about to get home, a group of children from the village saw Zhou Qingwu and surrounded him.

Children's good and evil come from superficiality and do whatever they want.Their minds are pure and innocent, and they are the best at imitating and displaying. Therefore, they firmly believe in the evaluation of this dumb person they heard from the adults, and they further deepen and expand the maliciousness.On weekdays, Zhou Qingwu was often bullied.

"Hey, the little mute went to chop firewood again. What's in the basket, did you dig something good?" A group of eight or nine-year-old children surrounded Zhou Qingwu.

This kind of thing has become commonplace. In the past, Zhou Qingwu would avoid it, but today he was in a hurry to go back, and there was nothing good, so he didn't think about what would happen.

There was a glint of darkness in Zhou Qingwu's dark eyes, he just held the basket and waved one hand.

Those children didn't believe it, they rushed forward, and the taller ones directly pulled the basket in Zhou Qingwu's hand, and the wild vegetables in it scattered all over the ground.Several other children rummaged around and found that they were all ordinary wild vegetables and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

After throwing the things on the ground, the leading boy was a little dissatisfied: "I thought I dug up something good, just some rotten wild vegetables. Dumb, you can stay in the village, but thanks to my father, there are no good medicinal materials. Give me A piece of candy, then I will let you go."

Zhou Qingwu's face paled slightly, he shook his head sullenly, and spread his hands to signal that she had no sugar.A small piece of caramel can cost a penny. To Zhou Qingwu, this kind of thing is simply a luxury.

"No sugar? Then give me the money to buy it." The boy's name is Zhou Ping, the old son of the village chief. He is the most pampered and the one who likes to bully Zhou Qingwu the most.

Zhou Qingwu's eyes were a little desolate, and there was no light in her eyes at the moment when she was a teenager.Can't beg for mercy, can't speak, can only resist silently, she really has no money.

But these children are not willing to give up, they insist on a body search. The 15-year-old Zhou Qingwu was short of food for a long time. Compared with Zhou Ping's chubby figure, he was thinner and smaller, and he was a girl, so he had no strength to fight back.

The firewood on her back was pulled away, and the two children pressed her to the ground. Zhou Ping reached out and searched her pockets, and finally found the two cents that Uncle Ge didn't ask for.

Zhou Ping took it in his hand and tossed it, showing a slight smile and pretending to be dissatisfied: "It's only two pennies, which is enough to buy two pieces of candy. It's cheap for you today."

A group of children ran away laughing, Zhou Qingwu panted, and then slowly sat up.After a long time, she reached out to wipe the corners of her eyes, stood up, wiped off the dust on her body, picked up the back basket that had been kicked aside, packed up the dusty wild vegetables, and silently tied up the dry firewood.

She didn't cry from the beginning to the end, but the dark red in the corner of her eyes was enough to show her mood.The left cheek was swollen and painful. She touched it lightly, probably because someone elbowed it in the confusion.

Breathing out a foul breath, Zhou Qingwu went back silently, not without resentment or hatred, but she couldn't speak, and couldn't even sue after being bullied by them.What's more, in the eyes of adults, this kind of bullying is nothing more than connivance, a broom star, so what if he is bullied.Zhou Ping is the son of the village chief, and the village chief's daughter-in-law is aggressive by nature, provoking her will only make her life more difficult.

When he got home, Zhou Qingwu looked at the person on the bed, he was still awake.Not knowing whether to be grateful or disappointed, she put away the wild vegetables and prepared to clean the house.

This old house is very well lit, and the early autumn sun is very warm, falling into the house through the windows, reflecting the thin and busy figure.

Meng Chuxi, who was lying on the bed, moved slightly, her brows were furrowed, her eyelashes trembled after a while, and she tried hard to lift her heavy eyelids.

But the eyelids seemed to be filled with iron and lead, heavy and hard to shake.After an unknown amount of time, a ray of light pierced her eyes, causing her to wrinkle her face in pain.The body hurts, there is no comfortable place, and the light is too dazzling, all this makes Meng Chuxi feel wrong, so even though it is uncomfortable, she is still struggling.

The opened eyelids gradually let the light fall into the eyes little by little, and after the glare eased, she saw some pictures dimly.It was very vague, just like the glass covered with water vapor in winter, vaguely, as the water vapor faded, the rough outline gradually emerged, and she seemed to see a person.

The other party was a little thin, and his back was shaking in her sight.Meng Chuxi blinked her eyes hard, this time she saw clearly that it was a girl in coarse clothes, but... She closed her eyes in disbelief and opened them again, it was indeed a very strange dress, it was by no means her familiar dress but more like ...The extras for filming?

She didn't care about her dizzy head, and quickly moved her eyes away from the back. The simple but simple furniture in the room, the wooden bed lying on her body, and the quilt covering her body all told her, This does not belong to that metropolis!

Meng Chuxi was flustered in a daze. She stabilized her racing heart, stared at the person who seemed to be cleaning the room, and tried to speak with her dry and sore throat.

But before the syllable was pronounced, the person carrying her turned his head.So Zhou Qingwu's eyes suddenly met a pair of anxious eyes, and she woke up!

These eyes are comparable to the owner's face, the color is not dark, like amber in the sunlight, they are staring at him firmly at this moment.And that pretty face instantly became alive because of the opened eyes.

Zhou Qingwu's expression didn't change much, but surprise flashed in his eyes, and the rag in his hand fell to the ground without a firm grip.

The little girl who came back to her senses twitched her wooden face slightly, and picked up the rag with a stiff body, just staring at Meng Chuxi.

Zhou Qingwu hoped that Meng Chuxi would wake up more than once, but when she really woke up, Zhou Qingwu, who didn't communicate much with others, didn't know how to deal with it, and even became wary of this person.

After a moment of stalemate, Zhou Qingwu tentatively looked at Meng Chuxi, and gestured: You're awake.

Meng Chuxi was already confused, but she was even more stunned at the moment, and said hoarsely, "You can't speak?"

Zhou Qingwu's gesture froze instantly, and then nodded numbly, the inferiority and annoyance in her eyes slipped away, she forgot that not everyone could understand the meaning of her gesture.

Seeing her stop suddenly, Meng Chuxi realized that she had said something wrong, and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry."

Zhou Qingwu raised her head in surprise. Ever since she lost her voice, most of the people around her replaced her name with dumb. No one cared about her thoughts, let alone apologized to her for such a sentence.

Zhou Qingwu couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, and shook his head after a while, indicating that it was okay.

Although Meng Chuxi's head still hurts, her thoughts are very clear. Her memory stays in the time when she was looking at the painting in the museum, and she vaguely remembers that the world was spinning and she lost consciousness.

Meng Chuxi is not stupid, even if it is absurd, she also understands that it is impossible for her to be sent to a filming crew after being unconscious, for no reason, and it is not a prank arranged by someone, but this sobriety makes her even more flustered.

But in the face of a little girl who couldn't speak, she couldn't vent her emotions to him. Looking up to see the little girl staring at her nervously, Meng Chuxi struggled to sit up.

But as soon as she moved, a sharp pain in her right waist caused her to break out in a layer of cold sweat, and her forehead was also throbbing.

She closed her eyes and tried not to make her expression too painful, but Zhou Qingwu, who had been staring at her, could see clearly.

She hesitated, but walked forward quickly, put her hand on Meng Chuxi's shoulder, pointed to her forehead and her waist when she opened her eyes, frowned and waved her hand.

Meng Chuxi stretched out her hand and touched her head in a daze. The rough touch of her fingertips should be gauze.Then she lifted the quilt, and as expected, what she was wearing was the so-called ancient man's tunic, and gauze was wrapped around the painful place.The heart fell into the ice cave in an instant, she has time traveled!