Chapter 886 (1/2)

She bent down and squatted on the ground in pain.

In my mind, two voices kept beating.

Go? Or not?

She did not know why, she had a vague feeling of attachment to this place. This feeling was inexplicable, as if she had been born in her heart, but at the same time, she was subconsciously excluded.

The cold sweat of beans dripped down from his forehead.

Her lips gradually turned white, and some pictures suddenly came out of her mind like a movie.

”What do you think this is, brother?”

”Sister, don't pick this flower any more. The flower is so beautiful. If you take it off, it will die, and it will not be beautiful.”

”But the flowers are so beautiful that they can be seen and picked? My brother is old-fashioned. I don't like him anymore. Hum! ”

The little girl snorted heavily and left angrily.

The boy who was a little higher than her frowned and embarrassed, but still went forward and pulled her back.

”OK, OK. Don't be angry. I'll pick it for you. Can't I pick it for you?”

The girl cunningly looked at him and blinked her eyes.

”Really?”

”Really.”

The boy pursed his lips and clenched his fist heavily. ”I'm going. You wait.”

He said, and went to the flowers growing among the thorns.

The little girl has been waiting by, pointing to this one and that one from time to time, and directing the little boy to pick flowers for her happily. Seeing that he picked all he liked, he danced with joy.

The little boy's body was stabbed in several places by the thorns, but they all gritted their teeth.

After a long time, she finally picked enough flowers and came over.

The little girl was very happy. She took the flower and went over to kiss him on the face. She said crisply: ”brother is the best brother. My heart likes him best.”

The little boy looked at her helplessly, shook his head and said, ”it's not early. My mother is still waiting for us at home. Let's go back quickly.”

The little girl nodded. The little boy reached out and took her hand. They walked towards home together.

As the sun sets, the golden sun shines on their small bodies, stretching their reflection very long.

Qiaoqi woke up with a start.

She opened her eyes in horror and couldn't believe the picture in her mind.

How could this happen?

What's going on with these pictures? She had never seen the little boy, had never been to this place, let alone what had happened in the picture.

But why? The pictures were so clear in her mind.

Clear to, as if it is really what happened to her, there is a crispy little girl with a delicate face. Who was she when she was not a child?

So Is it really her?

She's been here?

And the brother, who is it?

Qiaoqi suddenly remembered that he had called a brother before he was in a coma.

Her face turned pale.

Squatting on the ground, holding his head, struggling to resist.

No, it's not like this. It's not her memory!