The age of rebirth: I became a farmer's little koi

Chapter 1 Wedges
On the child's face in midsummer, the sun was still scorching a few minutes ago, and the sky was dark in a blink of an eye.

Lightning and thunder, heavy rain, and visibility became extremely low.

The wipers have basically become a decoration, and the cars driving on the highway slowed down one after another.

A flash of lightning brought an earth-shattering thunder.

Xin Yu, who was resting on the back seat with her eyes closed, opened her eyes and rubbed her aching temples.

She was originally in France for a one-year postgraduate study, and was ordered by a domestic company to fly back from France for several fashion shows.

Counting it, it has been nearly thirty hours without closing my eyes.

At this moment, I was rushing from the show in Shenzhen to Guangzhou to participate in the opening ceremony of the Guangzhou International Fashion Fair.

Xin Yu works for a well-known clothing company in China. She is the chief designer of the company's women's clothing department. She studied under a famous French design master. She went to France for further study a few years ago because of the company's development needs, focusing on the design of accessories.

Looking out the window, although the itinerary of this trip is relatively urgent, such bad weather is really not suitable for continuing on the road.

Xin Yu frowned, and told the driver specially assigned to her by the Shenzhen branch: "Find a place to shelter from the rain first, this weather is too unsafe."

According to the sign, the rest area is 500 meters ahead.

The driver turned on the turn signal as instructed to change lanes, but at this moment, there was a sharp sound of sudden braking from the rear, followed by several loud crashes.

The momentum from the rear knocked the car that was changing lanes into the air.

Xin Yu's memory stayed in the sound of a huge explosion, and then he didn't know anything.

When she opened her eyes again, she felt powerless all over her body, and her head was in unbearable pain as if it had been cut open by a knife.

With difficulty, he raised his hand and rubbed his extremely painful forehead, looked around and found that he was actually lying on his back in the wild.

There are white clouds floating in the blue sky, where there is still the lightning, thunder, and storm that I remember.

Could it be that I was too tired, my memory was wrong, and there was no such thing as lightning, thunder, and storm?
But what happened to him lying in the wild with sore body and weakness?

Enduring the pain all over his body, Xin Yu tried his best to change his state from lying down to sitting up.

Fortunately, there was a stone tablet beside her, and she sat up leaning on the stone tablet, only to realize that she was on a quiet hillside.

Looking around, there is only a winding path under the hillside connecting the small mountain village not far away. Where is there any highway?
Xin Yu, who has always been calm and calm, is no longer calm. Where did this car accident leave her?
Could it be that the highway was on the other side of the hill, and she was thrown out of the car and flew over the hill to the other side of the hill?
At this time, Xin Yu hadn't realized that he was on a hillside, and everywhere was dry, there was no sign of a clear sky after the rain, and he didn't realize or even thought that he was no longer Xin Yu at this time. up.

Xin Yu reached out to touch the stele and wanted to stand up and walk to the other side of the hillside to check the situation. Just as her hand touched the stele, there was a "boom" and many memories that did not belong to her alternately appeared in her mind.

How can there be so many messy things in my mind?

Xin Yu was terrified, his eyes inadvertently swept to the hand on the stone tablet, and he was stunned.

It's not her hand!

Before she could figure out what happened, the light curtain with pictures and words flickered violently in her mind.

His brain hurt like a knife, his eyes went dark, Xin Yu screamed and fell into a coma again holding his head.

The hillside was silent again.

　Ye Zi has not written an article for more than a year. I wanted to continue to write ancient sayings. I have an outline and the beginning of the article, but in the end I couldn’t get over my own imagination.
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(End of this chapter)