rose in his heart

Chapter 44 Cinderella

Among them, Yu Qing sent the most messages.

From asking if she was okay last night, to asking where she was and who she was with, to asking why she didn't reply to her message this morning, she was going to call the police.

Xing Zhu typed a few words on the phone's keyboard, then remembered something, deleted them all, and replaced them with voice.

"I drank too much last night and my friend took me to his house. Where did you sleep last night?"

Yu Qing replied quickly: I was so anxious, I almost called the police. Fortunately, someone said that the person who took you away would not do bad things to you, so I endured it until now... Of course I slept in a hotel last night!I didn't sleep all night, I went to bed first, good night, good night! !

Xing Zhu replied a good one, and cut out the WeChat.

The rest of the news came from the social software she used in France.

Most of the sources of news were those classmates who attended the class reunion last night, and their purpose may not be to care about her.

Instead, care about Chu Jin.

They are all from petty bourgeoisie or wealthy families, and there are quite a few people who know Chu Jin.

Someone carefully probed the relationship between the two of them, abandoning the previous disregard for her.Some people blatantly hoped that Xing Zhu could find a way and stop talking about her being boring behind the scenes.

There are also female students who come directly to ask for Chu Jin's contact information.

These people who looked gentle and lonely in the past have also changed their faces at this moment.

Another headache.

Xing Zhu didn't respond to anyone's message, and cleared all the backstage.

Finally, I dug out a string of unremarked numbers from the address book and called them.

The phone was connected quickly, and a familiar female voice was heard next to my ear.

"You haven't called me for a long time. What's the matter, haven't you been feeling well recently?"

Xing Zhu, "I saw a photo I had never seen before, and I couldn't control my emotions, and I also had reactions in my body."

The woman said, "Maybe it's not that you haven't seen that photo, it's that you forgot it, it exists in the memory you lost, so it stimulated you. It may also be that you didn't have a good rest, and the hangover all night will cause the nerve center to disorder, causing a series of emotional instability and physical discomfort."

Xing Zhu thinks it is the latter, she is indeed hungover.

As for that photo...it doesn't seem to have anything to do with her, maybe it's just Chu Jin's little niece and little sister or something.

The woman continued, "Well, you can take some time to come to the hospital to register for an MRI examination, and I'll help you see what's going on."

"it is good."

The woman said something again, and Xing Zhu's headache suddenly became severe, so he didn't listen much, and hung up the phone after a few perfunctory words.

She turned on her mobile phone to do not disturb, got up and went to the bed in the bedroom.

Perhaps mentally and physically exhausted to a critical point, Xing Zhu lay on the bed with a headache for a while, then changed into a curled up position, and soon fell asleep.

Going back to the cage is destined to sleep unsteadily, and you will wake up more than usual. For this, Xing Zhu is mentally prepared.

It's just that she didn't expect that she would dream of the same nightmare again and again.

It was still the black and cramped box, surrounded by an ice hole-like environment, crying and collapsing people... and her, who was covered in blood and screamed hysterically.

The difference between this time and the last time is that some plots have been extended in the follow-up.

When she was hysterical, someone covered her mouth and took her to a dark place like a small warehouse.

She couldn't see that person clearly in her dream, she just thought he shouldn't be a bad person, and her age... should be about the same?
He gave her a broken rag doll with one of its eyes missing, which looked horribly hollow.

He gave her another candy.

As if being there, Xing Zhu tasted the candy in his dream.

Her tongue was sour and she was trembling with sourness.

……

After returning to reality, Xing Zhu recalled the taste of that candy again, and his fingers still trembled slightly.

She obviously didn't know what that candy tasted like.

Suddenly remembering that he saw the brand of that candy in his dream, Xing Zhu subconsciously took out his phone and searched it.

When the interface was loading, for the first time, she felt that she was too childish.

Just a dream.

But when Xing Zhu was about to exit the browser page, the content suddenly loaded.

Xing Zhu's movements stopped.

She flipped through the content displayed on the page, believing that metaphysical statement for the first time: dreams exist, and they are what is happening to you in another parallel world.

As for why Xingzhu believed——

Because this brand does exist.

Even during the period when she was abroad, it caused quite a stir in China, and then it was stopped due to some reason that the content in it exceeded the standard, and it closed down and disappeared.

It's called Anches, and it's been closed for four years now.

With some inexplicable mood, Xing Zhu went to look for its packaging again, but she couldn't overlap with the candy in the dream, so she gave up.

Metaphysics is unbelievable, but she is still a firm materialist.

It's just that the names collided, it must be a coincidence.
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At four o'clock in the afternoon, two hours had passed since Xing Zhu woke up.

Probably because of the credit for returning to the cage, she now feels that her body has recovered.

Turned on the sweeping robot, Xing Zhu sat on the sofa and clicked on the listening app.

As she expected, because she didn't broadcast live these few days, the private message and live broadcast room exploded.

Xing Zhu ignored those malicious remarks and clicked on the live broadcast.

The process of the live broadcast was quite calm, mainly thanks to Xing Zhu's blocking of the barrage.

Look at the mood.

Perhaps because of the conversation in Chu Jin's car, Xing Zhu rarely read a fairy tale today.She found the book from the deepest bookshelf, that is "Cinderella"

The response was good, although the barrage couldn't be seen, but it could be seen from the carnival of swiping gifts.

Xing Zhu replied thank you for the gift, and the chat session lasted for about 10 minutes before turning off the live broadcast.

She put down her phone, got up and cleaned up the pens and paper and "Cinderella" in front of her.

Putting the book back on the shelf, just as she lowered her arms, a thought suddenly popped up in her mind——

The prince in Cinderella is called Prince Henry, which is a transliteration.

In the original version—is it Henry?

Yes, Henry.

Xing Zhu walked to the sofa again, and clicked on the black profile picture in the private message in the listening book app.

Her gaze was fixed on his id.

It's a coincidence.

I forgot about the book Cinderella before, and I didn't feel much when I read his id.Now that I think about it and look at it again, there will be a kind of ingenious sense of chance.

Xing Zhu saw that Henry gave her a private gift a few days ago.

She replied along the way: I didn't go online for some things a few days ago, so I don't need to spend money sending private gifts in the future.You have a good ID, Cinderella's savior.

　Thank you to those on the 16th: Qin, user 015-290, Broken Bridge Misty Rain, Little Apple, sandm old dream face, four-leaf clover, old soup, tsundere little pot friend, fairy fog~~
　　


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