章)The love letter was held carelessly in Cui Haos hand, and the faces of several girls next to him were all playful smiles.
Cui Hao cleared his throat and read the words in the love letter word by word. His expression was serious, but a disdainful smile gradually spread over his pretty face. The girls opened and closed their mouths, saying extremely sarcastic words, and the smiles on their faces were twisted and exaggerated.
But the girl could not hear anything.
Looking down, she saw that the hands were purple and thin, like a thin layer of skin barely covering the bones, and the blood vessels were clearly visible, as if the skin of an elderly person, without a trace of the luster of a girl.
Because of the long-term illness, she was as thin as a withered firewood and her spirit was depressed. Even if her facial features were delicate, she would definitely be the most disgusting one among the girls.
She was so absurd that she dared to hand a love letter to Cui Hao. It was really ridiculous.
It seemed that because those words were too harsh, the girl subconsciously rejected them. The whole dream was filled with desperate silence, like a pantomime.
The next moment, the dream was shattered. A pale, shrinking and gloomy face appeared in the mirror. Su Miao stared at the mirror, her throat moved, and she cursed, "You useless thing, let your aunt go back! You are so angry about being bullied, but you want me to stay here to help you vent your anger!"
The face in the mirror changed again. Although her facial features did not change, she seemed to have changed into a different person. She had a clear temperament, an arrogant demeanor, and gritted her teeth in hatred.
She was also the grandmaster of the Tianmen Sect. It was unprecedented for her to be so frustrated!
Unfortunately, that was just a trace of obsession left by the original owner. He could not understand her words. After she finished speaking, the mirror shattered again, and the scene of the girl being insulted just now reappeared.
Seeing this, she had to stay.
Su Miao closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "Forget it, I agree."
The picture that had just been condensed was shattered, but this time the dream did not repeat, and it was replaced by darkness. The nightmare that lasted for two days finally ended. Su Miao gritted her teeth and opened her eyes, and found that it was still night. The long sleep made her eyes blurry and she could not see the surroundings clearly.
In the blur, there was a silent shadow standing beside her bed, with a thin and upright figure, vaguely familiar.
Su Miao was suddenly startled and stretched out her hand, but her hand was empty, and she didnt catch anything, as if the figure just now was just her illusion.
She scratched her hair in frustration. At that time, the master left and never appeared in front of her again. After a thousand years, he might have turned into a pile of yellow soil. How could he still be alive?
Its really crazy.
I just merged with this body and Im not very energetic. I fell into a deep sleep and woke up again. I heard faint voices coming from outside the door.
"I advised you at the beginning that you cant take care of this one daughter, and she has a congenital disease. Look, something has happened. If you had a second child, you wouldnt be helpless in the future..."
"Sister!" Zhao Chuanfang frowned, and finally couldnt help but speak, "Miao Miao is still lying in the hospital bed. Is it appropriate for you to say this... Forget it, the hospital is full of sick people, you should go back first."
Zhao Chuanqiu looked at her with a look of regret, "I said this, its not nice to hear, but Im thinking about you. Why dont you think about yourself and cant have children early... Oh, forget it, Ive told your brother-in-law, let Yonghai stay with you, it will be good to have someone to take care of you in the future."
"Thank you for your kindness, sister. Zhiqiang and I are active and capable now, so we dont have to think about these long-term things. Now we just hope to make more money to make a living and cure this girls illness..."
"Why are you so stubborn? When the patient was sent here the other day, the doctor said that he would not live for more than two days..."
Seeing that Zhao Chuanfang was not listening, Zhao Chuanqiu was a little angry.
Su Miao was a person with poor health, poor academic performance, and bad temper. In her eyes, there was not a single good thing. To use the popular saying now, living is a waste of air, and dying is a waste of land.
But the second son of the Su family has only such a daughter. If she dies, the house in the family will be empty in the future.
She has two sons. The eldest son is studying outside. Seeing that he will graduate and get married in two years, the couple is anxious. By the time the second son gets married in the future, the family assets will be empty.
If Yonghai can be adopted into Chuanfangs family...
Keeping such a useless and hopeless daughter is just asking for trouble. Her suggestion is also a relief for Chuanfang and his wife.
Yonghai is already fourteen or fifteen years old. If he is adopted, will he still be biased towards her?
Zhao Chuanqiu had a good plan. He treated Su Miao as air in the ward and tried his best to persuade Zhao Chuanfang. "Retirement is a lifelong matter. Why dont you go back and discuss it with Zhiqiang..."
The two pushed the door open and went in.
The girl on the bed had delicate features, a palm-sized face, thick eyelashes like a brush, and a small and cute nose with slightly upturned lips, outlining a lovely arc. However, due to the influence of congenital heart disease, the face was abnormally gray and the lips were purple.
Maybe because of coma, the usual shrinking and gloomy look was gone. Lying quietly, it was distressing.
Zhao Chuanfang tilted her head and looked at her daughter, and ignored her elder sisters words. As she looked at it, she felt sad. A 17-year-old girl, at the age of a flower, how could her girl have such a bad fate and have to spend her whole life on the hospital bed?
Zhao Chuanqiu was still chattering. The sunlight shone through the window, and the quilt and mattress were dazzlingly white. Zhao Chuanfangs eyes were red, and suddenly he saw his daughter frowning on the bed.
Then, she opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling with her dark eyes for a while, and suddenly burst into a terrifying look. She turned to look at Zhao Chuanfang and said hoarsely, "Mom."
"Hey!"
Zhao Chuanfang almost cried, and hurriedly handed her water in response, "You girl, you fell down without saying a word, not afraid of your father and I worrying!"
Zhao Chuanqiu patted his chest beside him, "Fortunately you woke up, otherwise our family would be scared to death. Look at your mother, how anxious she is? You are a girl who makes people worry!"
"The fate is determined by God, how can I make people worry." Su Miao smiled, but there was no light in her eyes when she looked at her, "Aunt, be careful recently. If there is a disaster in the Yan family, it should be on the second brother. He is still in decline because of skipping classes and fighting on weekdays. Its okay if he ruins himself, but its a sin to bring disaster to your family."
She was not talking nonsense. Zhao Chuanqius eyes were dark and his eye bags were shriveled. It was obvious that there was a problem with the childrens palace. Yan Yongjiang was studying far away from home, and Yan Yonghai was a person of such character, so he knew what the problem was without thinking.
"How can this child talk like that!" Zhao Chuanqiu stood up suddenly, thinking that she had heard what he had just said and deliberately made up a set of words to annoy him, "I let Yonghai be raised in your home, not for the sake of your parents, you little girl are so unforgiving, what nonsense are you saying!"
Su Miao was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, she put one hand on her head, frowned and shouted: "Mom, I have a headache!"
The doctor said that Su Miao would not live for more than two days. Since she woke up just now, Zhao Chuanfang has been in a state of mental tension. Hearing this, his face immediately darkened, and he said to Zhao Chuanqiu with a bad face: "The child has woken up, and it is time to be quiet. I wont bother you here, please go back!"
Zhao Chuanfang has a good temper and always smiles when he sees people. This is the first time he has given her a cold face.
Zhao Chuanqiu was so angry that he said, "Its really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, who doesnt know the kindness of a good person..."
After cursing, he rushed out of the door with a dark face and picked up his bag. He even slammed the door before leaving.
The bed was shaking.
Su Miao couldnt help laughing, and Zhao Chuanfang just thought it was a moment of brilliance, and tears flowed down.
In fact, Su Miao is still Su Miao, but she is not the same Su Miao as before.
In her previous life, she was a very talented Feng Shui master. She founded a sect and had countless followers, including emperors, wild men, and even the emperor emeritus. Im afraid that she is not as glorious as her.
But people are people after all. No matter how powerful they are, they dont have the ability to live forever like gods. Fortune tellers are most afraid of revealing secrets, fearing that they will commit five disadvantages and three shortcomings and suffer retribution. But she founded such a big sect, so she was bound to commit taboos, blinded an eye, and broke a leg.
When she was eighteen, her master left her behind without a word. Su Miao held a grudge and founded the Tianmen Sect, making her name resound throughout China, just for him to hear it.
But she was too proud to bear the thought that he would come back one day and see only her broken body, so she closed herself off at the most glorious time, looking for all the natural treasures, and painstakingly studied the art, hoping to get herself back from the hands of God.
The study of Feng Shui is a mysterious process. Those treasures found from all over the world, which were enough to cause turmoil in the world, were arranged into a formation by her. She sat at the center of the formation, and her mental power stroked the vitality between the treasures, leading them into a stream, connecting them in series along the most precise veins, day after day, after decades of hard work, the vitality that was invisible to the naked eye of mortals was gradually glowing with white light, forming a formation around her.
Su Miao thought about the benefits this thing would bring to her a thousand times, but she didnt expect that when the last string was connected, a sudden suction force with irresistible force wrapped her three souls and seven spirits and brought her here.
A thousand years later, in the body of a girl with the same name as her, who had just cooled down.
A thousand years later... metaphysics withered, the family no longer existed, and even half-immortals could survive to death. She had never heard of anyone who could live so long.
It was really fate.
Su Miao glanced at the world outside the window, her eyes heavy.
It had been several days since she came here, and the memories of the original owner had been poured into her brain, so that when she was lying on the bed half-conscious, even she couldnt tell which Su Miao she was.
But the moment she opened her eyes, she felt the strong vision left by the original owner - her body, her soul, her life, her thoughts, had all been completely integrated together.
For her unwillingness and longing, for her parents, live well.