Qin Xin's eyes are deep, passing a faint blue light.

He quickly turned over and sat up, walked to the window, drew a thin silk blouse and put it on. He looked out of the window at the night.

What? It's getting dark so soon.

As soon as he opened the door and walked out, he saw a figure about his height appeared in front of him. After a slight shake in front of his eyes, he passed.

as like as two peas, the dark purple dress and the long body are very similar to their own figure.

What's the matter? Is it not like the last time that he is still in a dream and has not yet left?

Qin two childe a Leng, hurriedly pursued past.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Xin follows the man ahead into a basement.

Along the stone wall, the darkroom was divided into several closed cells, which seemed to have no end.

When the man in front passed by, a dirty, greasy face suddenly appeared in the small window of the iron door, shouting with exhaustion, "let me out, let me out!"

The man in front walked by without looking askance. Qin Xin stopped at her feet. When she approached the window, she looked back unconsciously.

The line of sight then met two broken eyes that were dug out of the eye bead son, in the heart slightly startled, hurriedly followed to go forward.

But before we got close to the last closed dungeon, we saw the figure come slowly with something in his arms.

Qin Xin was stunned and stood in the long dark corridor like this.

As the other side slowly approached, he saw his face clearly and his heart thumped.

Sure enough! It's me!

So, he should be in a dream at this time.

What is this dream? Why can he see it so clearly?

As a spectator, looking at yourself in the past?

When I saw another man in my dream, walking with one in my arms, I didn't notice his existence at all.

When he passed by slowly, Qin Xin could not help but look at him unconsciously.

He froze at the sight.

What did he see? Although the little face was thin and waxy yellow, the eyes were sunken and lifeless because of hunger.

But the black and white eyes and the thin and lusterless little face are clear and distinct Muxiaobao himself?

No, it's a tree! How can trees be here?

At this moment, Qin Xin's heart seemed to be caught by something, which made her very uncomfortable.

He even wanted to shout out, as if he could release the depression in his chest.

However, the scene in front of him spread like a ripple of water. He only felt his head was sinking. When he opened his eyes again, he was shocked by the scene -

- my Joe's dividing line -

"Gu Lu -" the wooden wheelchair was pushed to the shore and stopped.

A woman dressed in a light green face, makeup, flower and toilet robe, with a skirt that stretches to the ground, holds a chic bun on her head, twists her waist and walks to the sea, squints at a large cargo ship coming from afar, giggles, "here comes the ship."

The tree can only move its small head. The woman is against the light. She only thinks that the five happiness Zan hairpin inlaid with a big pearl is shining brightly in the sun.

Then look at his own ragged clothes, dry hair thin sparse hanging on the head.

I envy this beautiful lady. Why does she make her life so bad?