i was my mistake

"If there is only one child, it will be the correct history, and no matter whether the child is male or female, I will not disappear, but if I really have a daughter." Wan Qing narrowed her eyes and looked at him, "Ye Chen, don't you think that you have changed a bit recently?"

"No way, is history really going to be changed?"

"We've changed a lot of history, so that's nothing."

"The question is... will the sex of the embryo also change?"

"The Butterfly Effect..."

"Then, what should I do?" Ye Chen panicked, "I won't really become a girl, will I?"

"Why? Look disgusted, isn't it good to be a girl? Especially a beautiful girl, it's convenient for you to do everything, society gives you preferential treatment everywhere, no matter how bad you are, you can rely on your face to make a living..."

"No, no, I don't want to be a woman."

"why?"

"That, isn't that a perverted thing? And after becoming a woman, I, I didn't..."

"Are you calling me a pervert?"

"……Well."

"If you don't have it, you don't have it, anyway, you won't need it." Wan Qing said lightly, standing up with the support of the low cabinet, "Besides, there is no pattern for this kind of change, maybe you will change back one day Woolen cloth?"

"This……"

"Okay, okay, go to sleep." Wan Qing felt that she couldn't even open her eyes as soon as she felt drowsy. She lay unsteadily on the bed and rolled into the bed. Go back and buy something, and buy a thick quilt..."

In a daze, she only remembered that Ye Chen also walked into the room, and then fell into a dream completely.

……

"Boom!"

The loud thunder woke Wan Qing from her dream—to be precise, she wasn't dreaming at all, and in her memory, she just closed her eyes.

But it was early morning.

The pale thunder light instantly illuminated the whole world, and also reflected the face of the girl beside him.

Girl... wait, girl?

Wan Qing, who was still a little sleepy just now and was about to close her eyes again, suddenly sat up.

Although she said it was a good thing, when it really happened, she was a little surprised.

The point is, this is too fast.

In the history being changed, the mother is not pregnant yet, right?

She slapped the switch on the bedside, and the lights in the room turned on instantly.

Everything just now seemed to be just a trance that hadn't fully woken up, or it might be an illusion brought about by a moment of light and shadow.

Ye Chen was still Ye Chen, he was sleeping soundly with one hand under his pillow.

But if you look closely, you can still clearly feel that his facial features are much softer than before going to bed, and he looks more delicate.

Wan Qing opened her eyes wide, slowly stretched out her small hand, and touched his neck back and forth—it was flat.

The protruding Adam's apple seems to have completely disappeared, and the skin on the neck is also extraordinarily delicate.

She stood up, took a few steps back, and felt that the pajamas Ye Chen was wearing had become a bit wider, and her body... seemed to be shrinking?

He doesn't seem to be much shorter in height, but other parts are much smaller.

This kind of change is already noticeable by people who get along day and night, which means that it is not a small change.

Perhaps, because of her intervention, history has already rushed in a certain direction. Although it may be possible to reverse it, but without knowing the method, many things I have done may be in vain.

After all, it's not as simple as getting into a good school just by working hard.

The direction of hard work is wrong, maybe you will become a girl sooner.

Women in the future will indeed have a lot of preferential treatment, and beautiful girls will indeed get better opportunities...

Although the difficulty of being a man is high, there are many things that can be done, and the upper limit is also high.

Although the difficulty of being a woman is relatively low, there are various restrictions.

Although she said that being a woman is fine, but in fact she knew very well that becoming a girl might not be a good thing.

At least when walking at night at night, I can't feel so relieved...

"Ah." She sighed softly, turned off the light again and lay down, until it was almost dawn, and then barely fell asleep again.

……

46. ​​Feet get smaller

After the typhoon, the sun seems to be particularly bright.

The sky that had been cloudy for many days finally became clear.

The warm sunlight shone on Wan Qing's face, causing her curly eyelashes to tremble slightly, and then slowly opened her eyes that looked a little dark green under the sunlight.

The hour hand of the alarm clock was pointing at nine, but because it was still a holiday today, Wan Qing was somewhat slack. She turned over and planned to sleep for a while, but bumped into Ye Chen's forehead .

"Uh!"

The unlucky Ye Chen was forcibly awakened from his dream. He covered the place where he was hit, rubbed it in a daze, and asked vaguely: "What are you doing..."

Wan Qing, who wanted to sleep for a while, woke up instantly: "Get up, go shopping today, and go to the wholesale market at East Station."

"So sleepy... Tired from walking yesterday..." Ye Chen turned over and muttered softly with his back to Wan Qing.

"Get up, if you go late, you won't be able to buy anything!"

"Then you wash up first..."

"Tsk." Wan Qing raised her leg and kicked his ass, as if she was afraid of being 'retaliated', she quickly put on her slippers and rushed out of the bedroom.

Like so many mornings before, my father was lying on the couch with the TV on, playing the morning TV show.

On the coffee table, the chow mein in the foam box had been eaten, and two chopsticks pierced the lid of the foam box, and this was inserted on top.

After cleaning up these things, Wan Qing went into the kitchen and started to get busy.

In fact, it’s just cooking porridge for breakfast, and just cooking some meals by the way.

There were no eggs in the refrigerator. After searching for a long time, she only found some frozen rice cakes.

"... Stir-fried rice cakes with soy sauce." Wan Qing twitched her lips.

While she was busy, Ye Chen finally got up, he pushed the door unsteadily and walked out, as if he was sleepwalking.

He brushed his teeth randomly, poked a few times, washed his face with a piece of cloth and wiped it twice, and went to the toilet without pointing at the toilet. By the time he realized it, he had urinated to the edge, and he was only a little awake. He hurriedly turned on the shower head and brushed the toilet. Clean, if Wan Qing finds out, she will inevitably be taught a lesson for a long time.

"Huh..." He wobbled into the living room and sat down, opened his mouth and yawned big. He felt that today's clothes and trousers were extraordinarily loose, especially the shoulders of the clothes, which obviously drooped a lot.

"Are you so sleepy, boy?" Wan Qing squinted at him, and put a plate of fried rice cakes with soy sauce on the table—as the name suggests, there was nothing but soy sauce and rice cakes.

"I went to bed late last night..."

"What time did you go to bed?" Wan Qing remembered that it was only twelve o'clock when she lay down.

"It's about three o'clock..."

"Why are you sleeping so late?"

"Look...the story meeting, cough." Ye Chen coughed dryly, "I couldn't help but read those weird and scary stories one by one, mainly because the atmosphere last night was very suitable..."

"What have you been watching?" She said, and walked into the kitchen again - to bring the rice cooker to serve porridge.

"The most memorable thing is that there is a story about a man who was dismembered by a woman and sealed in a jar..." Ye Chen shrank his neck, "I had such a nightmare last night, but it was a dream later. My own limbs grew back, just like dead wood sprouting."

"Next time, let's buy some decent classics."

"The classics are not good..." Ye Chen curled his lips, and yawned again while lying on the table, "The story is still good..."

"What's the use of that broken story, it can't bring about improvement, okay?"

"Why do you have to improve, it's good to look happy."

"I didn't pursue it." Wan Qing tapped his forehead with the handle of a spoon, "Pick it up by yourself, as much as you want."

"Hey—wanwan~ help me fill it up?"

"Can you talk nicely, you're so sissy, I'm getting goosebumps."

"Hey, isn't this imitating Zhao Jinyu?"

"She would call me Wanwan at most, but she wouldn't say such disgusting and nasty coquettish things."

Even after Wan Qing said that, Ye Chen had no choice but to cough dryly, and stood up to serve the porridge by himself.

But she handed over the bowl she just filled: "Okay, okay, just sit down and eat quickly. After I finish eating today, I will wash the dishes and leave immediately."

"Wow, why is it so good today?"

"You wash too slowly."

"..."

In an instant, a lot of things were piled up, and the only sound in the slightly crowded living room was the sound of porridge drinking.

This time, she ate breakfast faster than usual when she was going to school. As soon as she finished eating, she hurried to wash the pots and dishes. Ye Chen ate a little slower, but he also sent his bowl to the kitchen after 1 minute.

"Then I'm going to put on my shoes first? Waiting for you at the door?"

"Well, I'll be right there." She nodded slightly.

Ye Chen had just left the kitchen, and within half a minute, there was a panicked shout: "Wan Qing!!"

"Why are you making such a fuss?" Wan Qing impatiently wiped her hands on her apron, threw the rag into the sink, and turned her head angrily.

"My shoes got so big!"

"...Is your foot getting smaller?"

"Ah... yes, it seems to be... In fact, it felt like the shoes had become a little loose before, but today it feels particularly obvious, and it's no longer an illusion!"

"Are there more and more places that have changed?" She shook her head lightly, "Go to the door and have a look, how much smaller it is."

"Okay... come quickly."

Ye Chen sat on the small bench by the door and compared his feet, which had shrunk a lot and had become much more delicate, with the shoes: "Look! It's so much smaller, so much bigger!"

"The feet have become much prettier...like girls' feet." Wan Qing grunted, squatted down and gently pinched the soles of his feet, "Does it hurt? Is it itchy?"

"It's just... a normal feeling."

"It's much smaller."

"Yeah, what should I do, ordinary shoes can no longer be worn."

"Wait a minute, take it easy—how many yards were you before?"

"42."

"Oh, it's only 42 now." Wan Qing nodded lightly, "I was already a size 44 at the time, and shoes were not easy to buy."

Ye Chen grinned the corners of his mouth, wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Do you want to wear my shoes?"

"It's not that small."

"That's right. My shoes are all 35, and the larger ones are only 36. You should find a pair of the smallest shoes. We will buy new ones when we arrive at East Railway Station."

"Then what should we do when we go out today?"

"What else can I do, just make do with it!" Wan Qing rubbed his head, "Don't worry so much, let nature take its course, thinking too much will make you feel bad."

"..."

"Just take a taxi when you go."

"Is it okay, money..."

"Once in a while, it's fine." Wan Qing picked up the wallet on the table, "Let's go! See if there are any shoes that suit you."

"What if I get smaller again in the future?"