Traveling through the beast world

Chapter 369 Finale (4)

Wu Shanming explained to her a few more words before leaving. On the way back, he thought about all Song Weiwei's reactions after waking up, why she was so stupid and completely lacked her usual cleverness, after thinking about it, he still felt uneasy.

Weiwei must be 20 years old. Fortunately, the accident was discovered in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. It is all because there is no one at home to take care of her.

Thinking of this, Wu Shanming parked his electric car on the side of the road, took out his mobile phone, pressed a series of numbers, and when he got connected, he said with a smile, "Aunt Cui, I'm Xiao Wu, I have something to ask you, Help Weiwei introduce someone...anyone in the city or in the countryside, as long as the person is good..."

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Song Weiwei walked into the community, got on the elevator, got off the elevator, and stopped at the door of her house. She moved mechanically like a robot throughout the whole process.

She held the key and didn't intend to open it for a long time.

She has been looking at this red door for several years, but she never thought there was anything wrong with it. Why does she feel so strange when she looks at it today.

In fact, now, everything she sees is strange.

Finally, she inserted the key, opened the door, and walked in. A faint fragrance of lilies wafted through her nostrils, and she saw the pot of lilies on the window sill at a glance.

It was a lily she had raised for a year. At this time, three pink lilies bloomed, which were so delicate and beautiful under the sun, adding a touch of chic and elegant temperament to the simple room and living room.

Song Weiwei went in and closed the door, and the sunlight came in through the window, filling the whole room, making it look warm and peaceful.

Her room is not big, one room and one living room are less than 30 square meters, but she is very warmly dressed. There are pictures of her on the wall, from elementary school to junior high school, high school and university, and a professional attire photo. The furniture is also very nice. Simple, a sofa, a lazy chair, and an LCD screen on the wall.

Although Song Weiwei was poor, her residence had to be absolutely warm and comfortable. Although the space was small, it was more comfortable to sleep in than a room in a luxury hotel after being decorated by her hands.

She gently opened the bedroom door, and the first thing she saw was her pink princess bed. Even though she was sleeping alone, her bed was two meters long and wide, and the bedding was all pink, with palace-style curtains hanging down. The ground, the floor is clean enough to reflect the shadows of people.

She saw the open notebook on the bedside table, and the red power light was still flashing, which proved that the computer was not turned off and was still in standby mode.

Song Weiwei felt her heart tremble, and she remembered how she "died suddenly" in front of the laptop.

A cup of coffee was still there, leaving a bit unfinished.

Song Weiwei was suddenly a little frightened, a little terrified, all of which proved once again that the trip to the beast world was just a figment of her imagination after she fell into a coma.

She stretched out her hand and clicked a button casually, the computer screen lit up, and the page was a notepad, a document for her manuscript.

The written content still stopped there, exactly the same as the scene before she passed out.

Thinking of something, she hurried to the dressing table. The girl in the mirror had big golden waves, white short-sleeved denim shorts with holes, and shock on her delicate face. It was still her face, which hadn't changed at all.

She turned around in a circle, her figure was curvy, not at all fat as in her dream.

In the dream, she gave birth twice, and her figure would be out of shape to some extent, but now her skin is fair and firm, and her figure is exquisite. She is a young and invincible beautiful girl.

Suddenly, Song Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, as if the breath that had been choking in her heart was suddenly released, she threw herself on the bed and rolled around a few times, showing a big smiling face at the pink ceiling.

"I, Song Weiwei, am back!"

　At least ten chapters can be written for the finale, so don’t rush to complain about the plot, I haven’t finished writing it yet, woo woo woo.Sixth watch, see you tomorrow, good night!
　　
　
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