Transmigration into a female match

Sunlight rushes into the room through the barrier of the curtains, wanting the girl in the room to see what a sunny morning it is.The girl on the comfortable big bed trembled her eyelashes, her beautiful face and slightly opened eyelids all highlighted the beauty of the picture.

but……

"Ah, it's another new day!!" The girl stretched out her arms and stretched her waist, tearing the perfect oil painting to pieces in an instant.

The girl was a little confused, "Where is this?" She was a little surprised when she saw the decoration in front of her, "How could this appear in my room? Uh, I must be dreaming!!" The girl shook her head vigorously, and found that the picture was still Nothing changed, she even got out of bed and jumped a few times, and found that she was still in this room, finally she couldn't bear it, put her hand on her arm, and pinched herself fiercely, "Ah...it hurts me to death!! "The girl rubbed her arms with some regret, "No, no!!" The girl couldn't accept it, she lay back on the bed again, and was going to sleep again, "Uh, maybe this is a dream... ..."

Just when the girl turned around and patted the pillow, the door was pushed in, and a mature woman in her 30s walked in. She was very happy to see the girl wake up, "Shixuan, are you awake?" Before she finished speaking, she I went out to see a doctor.

"Shixuan?" The girl muttered that name, as if it was a little familiar, as if it was really familiar, the girl began to think deeply.Until the doctor and the lady entered the room, the girl still couldn't figure it out.

"Shixuan, let the doctor see..." The mature woman looked at the doctor with great concern as she saw the girl.The doctor looked at the girl's eyes, and listened to the girl's heart with an instrument, "Well, the patient is basically fine, just rest for a few more days. The patient should pay attention to reducing the mental pressure appropriately, so that he can recover as soon as possible. Get back to health." The doctor smiled back at the mature lady and the girl, and the mature lady sent them out.

"Golden patient?"

"Jin Shixuan?"

"Oh my god, this can't be mygirl!!!!" The girl, well, she's called Jin Shixuan now, she seemed to be frightened, her eyes were staring, and her mind was in a daze, "I won't be able to sleep through time..." Jin Shixuan's mind is now left with this sentence.

"Shixuan, the doctor said you're fine now, should we go back to the hotel or..." The manager looked at her worriedly, afraid that she might make another mistake.

"Let's go, sister... I don't want to stay in the hospital." It took her a long time to answer.And Jin Shixuan's current idea is very simple, get out of the hospital as soon as possible, so that they don't arrest her for research, it's better not to talk about time travel.But, God, I just read time-travel novels and complained about various heroines, so you won’t be so angry that you send me here to be a female supporting role...

The agent looked at Jin Shixuan's disappointed look, and even though he was curious, he didn't dare to say anything, for fear of touching Shixuan's sensitive nerves, but unfortunately she didn't know, what they were thinking was not the same thing at all...

"Then, shall we still go to England? The game there... Also, your hands still need to be carefully checked." The manager packed her luggage with some worry, but unfortunately, the people she was worried about didn't care about those things at all. Soon he was dressed and ready to leave the hospital.It wasn't until she realized that she was a tennis player, and a tennis player who had won a Grand Slam.This...if the hand is not good, it is the best for her...

"Well, let's not go to England now... I don't know if I can participate in the competition with such a hand..." Jin Shixuan pretended to be in pain, but she was thinking in her heart, it's better not to be good, I don't know how to play tennis... The bitter tears gushed out like the Lushan waterfall.

"Okay, okay, Shixuan, let's not think about this for now, let's go back to the hotel first..." The manager who mentioned Jin Shixuan's sad incident felt a little guilty, and quickly changed the subject. The two returned to the hotel with their bags, and no one paid attention. A gleaming key necklace was left on the table, gradually dimming its brilliance.

Back at the hotel, Jin Shixuan leaned on the sofa in a very disfigured manner, holding her little face and began to wonder what she would do in the future.

"Shixuan, with your appearance, people in the Republic of Korea don't think you are their tennis goddess?" The manager sister said with a smile, trying to add a little joy to the dull room.

"Sister, tell me, what should I do if I don't want to play tennis anymore?" Jin Shixuan suddenly said this as she watched her agent busy up and down cleaning up.

"What? You don't want to play tennis?" These words obviously shocked her a lot, she hurriedly sat beside Jin Shixuan, touched her forehead, and compared herself, "You don't have a fever Ah...what nonsense!"

"Uh, what I'm talking about is, what should I do if I can't play tennis?" Jin Shixuan looked at her agent expectantly, hoping that she could give herself a better recovery.

"Can't? Is your hand hurt? No!" The manager replied with a smile, feeling that Jin Shixuan seemed to be making a fuss.

"It's true!" Jin Shixuan was sure.

"Then why?" The manager looked at her seriously.

Naturally, Jin Shixuan couldn't tell her that she had traveled through time, so she had to start making things up. "Well, what? I don't think I'll be able to hold a tennis racket anymore..."

"Huh? What?" The manager was obviously shocked by this news. "Really? Why?"

Before Jin Shixuan could answer, she began to guess the reason herself. "Is it psychological? Worries about hurting your hand? Or something else?"

"Uh, I don't know. In my deep sleep, I felt that my hands hurt so much, and then I played a game with someone, and I found that I couldn't hold the racket, and even said, I can't play anymore!" Jin Shixuan pretended to be pitiful , alas, sorry.I really don't want to be a tennis goddess, and I don't want to play tennis, sorry...

After hearing his words, the agent automatically attributed the cause to the psychological trauma after the injury, feeling very guilty and distressed. "I'm sorry, Shixuan, it's because I didn't protect you well... But, this is your dream, so why don't you just give up? Let's see a doctor... Tomorrow, we will make an appointment with the best doctor, and we will definitely Healed!" The agent shook Jin Shixuan's hand, and went out to arrange a series of matters. Looking at the agent's hurried figure, Jin Shixuan felt a little ashamed, "I'm sorry, sister. I don't want to, but, I don't have the original owner. I'm just a college student..." After finishing speaking, Jin Shixuan began to cry silently, not even daring to make a sound, shed tears that belonged to this world but did not belong to this world. sad……

Seol Gongchan who saw Jin Sexuan injured in the newspaper felt very uncomfortable, especially seeing the close-up of Jin Sexuan holding the necklace tightly in his hand even when he was unconscious, it made his heart feel like he was hit hard by something, and it hurts a lot.Regardless of agreeing to Zhou Youlin's study trip, or buying food, Xue Gongcan drove towards the hospital without saying a word, Zhou Youlin was too scared to speak with a serious expression.

However, when he arrived at the hospital, he dared not go in.Under Zhou Youlin's persuasion, Xue Gongcan got out of the car slowly, heavily asked the hospital for Jin Shixuan's ward and walked there.

After standing in front of the door for a long time, Xue Gongcan mustered up the courage to knock on the door, only to find that there was no one there.He rushed out to find the nurse and asked about Jin Shixuan's whereabouts, only to learn that they had been discharged from the hospital not long ago.Listening to the nurse's answer, Xue Gongcan slowly walked back to the ward, sat on the chair beside the bed, and began to imagine Jin Shixuan's helplessness and desolation at that time.Just when he was dejected, he saw the lonely necklace lying on the table, and suddenly felt something different in his heart. He seemed to have lost something, but he could never get it back.

The author has something to say:

Uh, I accidentally knocked out the male lead. If the necklace is broken, you don’t even want to get it back. Just let others fall in love with our female partner...