Chapter 130

The TV set hanging on the wall is showing the latest film.

Yi Xiaoqiao came out of the kitchen with a plate of washed cherries and handed it to Yi's mother.

Mother took it with a smile, ate one, and praised happily: "Little Joe is really more and more sensible."

"Mom, I'll go camping with my classmates later. You and dad can only be at home this week. When I come back, I'll cook delicious food for you." Sitting on the sofa, Yi Xiaoqiao smiled and smiled, and his smile was pure like an angel.

"Go and have a good time with your classmates. When do you start? Do you need mom to prepare things for you?"

"No, I've got everything ready. We'll start later." Yi Xiaoqiao said with a smile.

Mother touched her head intimately: "Little Joe is really more and more sensible. Now he can do everything by himself."

"Well, I'll go first, mom." Yi Xiaoqiao came into the house and put on his backpack. When she passed the sofa, she carefully looked at the serious man on the sofa: "Dad, I'm going to go."

The man turned a page of the newspaper and didn't lift his eyes: "come back early and be careful on the way."

"Well, bye, Dad."

Yi Xiaoqiao went out and walked along the path of the community. He gradually disappeared.

My chest hurts. It seems to crack.

She looked down at her transparent palm and covered her chest.

Although she had no body at this time, like watching a movie, her heartache was real. The pain like being gouged out of her heart had spread to all parts and bones along her blood.

She approached carefully and tentatively extended her hand again to touch the familiar person. No surprise, her fingertips were blocked by something before touching her. She and she seemed to be separated by a layer of screen. No matter how she touched, rushed, hammered or smashed, she couldn't touch her.

They are very close, but they are far away.

She stopped and sat down beside her.

In the past, she seldom looked at her mother quietly. Now, she saw that she had already had beautiful hair. She was only about 40 years old, but she had gray hair on her temples and a few crow's feet on her eyes. Moreover, her mother's eyebrows were frowning and frowning, which seemed very different from her happy appearance in the past.

Mom, what's the matter with you? Why are you unhappy?

Yi Xiaoqiao stretched out her hand to smooth the wrinkles in her mother's eyebrows, but she couldn't touch it, so she had to draw back her hand bitterly.

"Mom, you seem old." She whispered, "I let you worry too much."

Mom didn't speak and changed the stage one by one.

"Lao Yi, have you found that Xiao Qiao has changed?"

Yi's father flipped through the newspaper: "well, he's getting better."

"She's not like my daughter." Mother put the remote control and sighed heavily.

"Why isn't she your daughter? She's getting better now, but she doesn't look like your daughter?" Yi's father glared at her and said in a mocking tone, "there's something wrong with your brain. It's good for your daughter to get better."

"But she doesn't look like my daughter!" Yi's mother's tears fell down: "do you think she will..."

"What will not!" Yi's father interrupted her: "since Xiao Qiao came out of the ICU, you've been talking about it. For a while, you said he didn't look like your daughter. For a while, you said that Yi Xiaoqiao was changed. What? It's the ICU. I've been staring at it all day. Who can change it? Don't talk nonsense!"

Yi's father left the newspaper and got up to change his shoes.

"You... Where are you going?"

"Where else can I go when I go to work? Do you think I can't go if I don't want to, just like you?" Yi's father is a surgeon. He is usually very busy. He is almost off the ground. He has little time at home.

"You know work, daughter..."

"I told you, she is my little Joe and our daughter. Don't think about it!" Yi's father left angrily.

Yi's mother sighed and her tears fell silently. She was the mother who knew Xiao Qiao best. During this period, Xiao Qiao changed more and more. At first, she just said she forgot something, but later she found that her daughter forgot all her medical knowledge and liked cooking. This is not Xiao Qiao at all. Xiao Qiao's dream is to be a surgeon like her father, Not a cook.

Later, she found that there were more and more strange places for her daughter. For example, she often said some strange words, and even often did some strange things. Everything she saw was novel. The computer seemed to be in contact with it for the first time.

The daughter is completely a different person.

She thought it was caused by amnesia, but now she feels more and more wrong.

"She's really not like my daughter..." mother Yi murmured and sighed helplessly.

Looking at his mother whose eyebrows have become pimples, Yi Xiaoqiao really wants to jump into his mother's arms, comfort her and tell her that I'm still alive and I'm by your side.

But she was blocked by the barrier, her tears fell silently, and there were ripples in the air.

"Mom..."

"Hmm? What's this?" Yi's mother raised her hand and looked. She saw a drop of water on her wrist. Looking up, she looked puzzled: "is there another water leak upstairs?"

But the roof was empty and there was nothing.

It's not water, it's tears!

Tears can penetrate the invisible barrier!

Yi Xiaoqiao seemed to have caught the straw. She pinched herself hard and burst into tears: "Mom..."

There was a glimmer in front of her. When she reacted, she had already arrived at another place. She looked at the surrounding environment. She saw verdant trees, gurgling streams, and constant chirping of birds in the mountains, just like a paradise in the world.

To be exact, it's a mountain.

She looked at the surrounding scenery, her eyes flashed slightly, and fell on the girl not far away.

She and she have the same face, the same eyebrows and eyes, which is almost carved out of the same mold, but she is also different from her. Her lips are a little ironic, as if laughing at Yi Xiaoqiao's ignorance.

"Little Joe!" Yi Xiaoqiao called out the name. Inexplicably, she felt cold in her heart. She looked at her with a cold face: "you can see me."

"You finally found out." Little Joe curled his lips and smiled. It was still the familiar smiling face, but it was inexplicably sad. It seemed that her smile had any deep meaning. No, it was a mockery of Yi Xiaoqiao.

"Did you act for me?"

Little Joe shook his head: "don't say that. In fact, I still like the old couple."

Yi Xiaoqiao's lips were trembling and his whole body was trembling: "what do you want to do, don't hurt them!"

"What do I do to hurt them? I treat them like parents." Little Joe looked sincere: "you can see that they are also very satisfied with me. I am much better than your daughter who can't do anything at ordinary times."

If she hadn't just seen her mother so tangled and uncomfortable, she might have been angry with Xiao Qiao's words, but now she is very sober: "you brought me there. You did all this. What do you want to do!"

"Just want to live." Little Joe spread his hand: "in fact, you don't have to be so angry. You and I are one. I use your body and you use my body."

"I bah, the devil is one with you. Why should you exchange with me!"

"You've lived a happy life for so many years. I've lived so hard. What's the matter with you?" Of course, Little Joe said, "you don't have any compassion. It's a waste of time that we look so alike. Your heart is so vicious."

Yi Xiaoqiao was angry and smiled: "I'm vicious? You have occupied my body and my parents' love for me. You also say I'm vicious. Who is vicious!"

"All right, all right, don't be angry." Little Joe looked very understanding: "it's all temporary."

"Temporary?" Does that mean she'll give her body back?

But looking at Little Joe like this, it doesn't look like he wants to give it back to her.

"Wait for your... Drama... Plot. After you finish the plot, you can change it back."

"... why should I help you with the plot? Shouldn't it be your own business?"

In the story of the book, Little Joe died miserably!

Xiao Qiao was helpless: "now it's like this. I can't go back and you can't get out. If you don't go, you can only be trapped there forever."

I really don't know what evil I did in my last life to meet such a thing.

"What does the so-called end story mean? Is mu Yian killed?"

When it comes to Mu Yi'an, there is a moment of fear on Xiao Qiao's face, but she soon pressed it down: "it should be, but now your world is probably different from the world before me, and a lot of things have changed."

"Wait, the world before you, are you reborn?"

The plot is a little too exciting. Yi Xiaoqiao couldn't help but smoke.

"Rebirth? That's not true. I just had a dream." Maybe the scene in the dream was too tragic. It was the summer of May and June, but Xiao Qiao shivered and his hair stood up: "anyway, you and I are regardless of each other, and it's natural for you to help me."

"Your face is too big. Why don't you tell each other apart? I'm a living person. You're a supporting role!"

This may have stimulated Xiao Qiao. Xiao Qiao's face was even more ugly: "what's the matter with the little supporting role? Does the little supporting role deserve to be bullied by them? Isn't the little supporting role human?"

“……”

"Besides, you've been there for some time. Do you really think that's the world in the book? Yi Xiaoqiao, do you really have that book in your world? Why can't I find this book except on your bookshelf?"

Yi Xiaoqiao suddenly realized something, and his heart was a little hairy.

"That book..."

"It's true when it's true, and it's true when it's true. I advise you to live a good life. Don't think about it, let alone come back. You can't come back until the plot is finished."

Xiao Qiao waved her hand, and the jade card on her chest gave off a faint green fluorescence. The scene in front of Yi Xiaoqiao began to distort and deform, changing various patterns, making people's eyes dizzy.

"By the way, don't want to commit suicide. Suicide is useless. If you can't die, it will only make your life worse than death."