The surrogate princess of crossing

Chapter 132
The creator always makes jokes inadvertently. The moment Shangguan Qing died, Zhuang Qing's soul returned to the modern age of the 21st century. Zhao Qian's heart-piercing cry seemed to echo in his ears. But it is already in a modern hospital.

With a wry smile helplessly, Zhuang Qing really belongs to the cockroach family. More than a dozen of the more than 100 people in the plane crash survived the plane crash, and she was one of them.

After returning to modern times for more than a month, she returned to her lonely life of celibacy. Her job was long gone, and she ran between that small dwelling and the job market every day, but she lived a busy and steady life during the day.What she is most afraid of is that at night, when she is alone, loneliness and longing will overwhelm her like a tide. She dare not fall asleep but hopes to fall asleep. Once she falls asleep, Zhao Qian's still handsome face will fall into a dream. But every time, he would always look at Zhuang Qing with a painful face, without speaking or smiling, and when Zhuang Qing approached, he would drift away, always looking at her coldly and sadly from a distance.

Many times, she thought that the journey through ancient times was just a dream, a dream so beautiful that she could never forget it, but when she woke up, she clearly held Zhao Qian's jade pendant in her hand, and the doctors in the hospital were all very excited. It's strange, because no one came in when Zhuang Qing was in a coma.

She threaded the jade pendant and put it on her chest closest to her heart. Only in this way could she feel Zhao Qian's familiar aura.

Zhuang Qing, who had just come out of the talent market, was resting in a pavilion in the park with a lot of materials in her hands. She had to go to see a job in the afternoon. She didn't go home. She bought a hamburger at a nearby McDonald's for lunch. with.

While gnawing on a hamburger, she was sorting out the materials for the afternoon interview when a voice interrupted her.

"Miss, is it fortune-telling?"

Zhuang Qing raised her head and saw an old woman with a smile on her face. There were traces of her familiarity in her eyebrows and eyes, but she couldn't tell where she had seen this old woman.

"I'm sorry! Grandma, I don't count, I don't have enough money today!" Smiling, she couldn't let the old man do the counting for her for free, besides, she didn't believe it.

As if she could read minds, the old woman sat down beside Zhuang Qing.

"Don't be afraid, my fortune-telling also talks about destiny. We are destined, so you can give as much as you have. As for whether you believe it or not, heh, miss, some things are predestined by heaven, so you can't believe it."

Zhuang Qing was stunned for a moment, this old woman was a little strange, she smiled, maybe she was overthinking, anyway, she also has time, so let her do the math.

Stretching out her hand to the old woman, the old woman took Zhuang Qing's hand and looked at it carefully.

"Miss, your marriage line is a bit strange, it seems like it's not here."

Zhuang Qing regained her spirits, her marriage is not here, how could she tell.

"Well, grandma, will I have a chance to meet the person I'm destined for again?" This is what she cares most about.

The old woman looked at her for a long time, so long that Zhuang Qing thought she had forgotten, so she spoke slowly, word by word like a raving.

"The cause of the previous life and the result of the present life, if God destined you to be together, no matter how far apart you are, there will always be a day when you will meet again. If you are destined not to be together, even if you meet face to face, you can only pass by. You can't force it. , I can’t force it! Everything is predestined! It is predestined!"

Zhuang Qing fell into deep thought, and when she came to her senses, the old woman had long since disappeared, as if the fortune-telling just now was just an illusion of hers.

Pack up her things, look at the watch in her hand, it's almost time for the interview, and sort out her messy thoughts. The most important thing for her now is to find a job and solve the livelihood problem.

When passing by a small lake in the park, a mother and son next to her were taking pictures by the lake. The children were lively and active. When they saw Zhuang Qing passing by, they did not forget to make faces with Zhuang Qing to make her laugh.

Zhuang Qing was in a good mood when he teased him, and she gave him a big grimace back, which made the little guy giggle.Although the little guy is fun, she can't stay for too long, otherwise, she won't be able to catch up with the interview appointment.

Before Zhuang Qing had gone far, the mother's cry for help came from behind her.

"Ah! Baby! Help! Come, someone! Who will save my child?"

Zhuang Qing turned her head and saw that the little guy who was playing with her just now slipped and fell into the lake, waving her little hands incessantly. The child's mother seemed not familiar with water, standing helplessly on the shore, Seeing that no one came over, motherhood made her want to jump off without hesitation.

"You don't know how to swim, let me come!" Zhuang Qing grabbed her, and while she was still in a daze, she handed her the materials in her hand, and jumped into the water all at once.

Although it is early summer, the lake water is still a little bit cold. Today, for the interview, she specially put on a skirt, which increased her resistance in the water. She really wanted to tear off the skirt, but how will she go ashore later?

The child was not far away, and he seemed to be dying. He swam towards the child with all his strength, and caught him when the child was about to sink.

"Baby, hold on! My sister will save you up soon." Swimming and cheering for the child.

Her body has been in a coma for more than a year since the plane crash, and she was already weak. In addition to the cold lake water, she gradually felt a little powerless. The shore, which seemed close at hand, was so long.

Under the yelling of the child's mother, the number of people by the lake gradually increased, and a man who knew how to swim jumped into the water automatically and consciously.

Seeing someone swimming towards her, Zhuang Qing handed the child to him.

"Quick, get the baby up first, he's about to die!"

"What about you, miss?" Seeing that Zhuang Qing was already a bit powerless, the man could only save one person first with his strength.

"It doesn't matter, I can hold on! Let's save the baby first."

The man hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, miss, you have to hold on!"

Zhuang Qing nodded weakly, and swam slowly and laboriously towards the shore. Just when the man lifted the child ashore and was about to come back to rescue her, she felt a force pulling her towards the center of the lake. , Zhuang Qing sank into the heart of the lake.

"Miss!" The man watched Zhuang Qing disappear before his eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

On the shore, the child's mother was crying, holding only a large pile of materials that Zhuang Qing asked her to hold.


(End of this chapter)