Late at night, when the moonlight fills Qiantang City and everything is silent.

In an old community in a small town, in a row of ordinary low-rise bungalows, there is a family of three generations living together in a cozy house of 70 to 80 square meters.

The walls of the grandparents' room were covered with banners, and the most conspicuous one read: "Heal the wounded and rescue the dying, the holy hand of the apricot forest." The old couple lying on the bed had smiles and satisfaction on their faces in their sleep.

A ray of moonlight poured down on the face of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who was in deep sleep. She was mumbling something.

I saw her brows suddenly frowning, then relaxing, and finally she fell asleep with a happy face on her face.

A set of simple-looking silver needles was revealed under her pillow, and she held a thread-bound booklet in her hand.

When she unconsciously spread it out in her sleep, a line of beautiful handwriting leaked out: "Jade was once buried here in the lake and mountains, and the flowers and moon can be cast into gold."

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"Niannian! Niannian! It's time to get up. The weather is nice today. Get up and go out for some activities!"

A forty-year-old woman was lying next to the bed through a thin quilt, gently patting the shoulder of the girl lying on the bed, and spoke softly.

After saying that, he turned around and opened the window, and the sunlight shined through the window on the face of the lazy girl on the bed.

She opened her sleepy eyes, which were a little sleepy, and squinted slightly under the early morning sunlight.

"Mom, what are you doing up so early? I just finished the exam yesterday. Let me have a good rest." The woman on the bed stretched out her white and somewhat transparent lotus-rooted arms to block the sun and said subconsciously.

"What exam? When? It's been a year since your parents passed away. It's not a problem for you to lie down all the time! Have you not rested yet?" The woman in front of the window turned around and looked at the girl on the bed with some doubts.

The girl's tone paused, "My parents passed away?"

The woman walked to the bed and sat down. She sat down with some distress and brushed the broken hair from the girl's forehead, "Yes! You are still young and you have to move on. Don't worry, Aunt Zheng will accompany you to go on a good journey.

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The girl was shocked and quickly sat up. Looking at the plump strange woman in front of her, with a face that looked peaceful and peaceful, she realized something was wrong.

Looking around again, I saw that this strange environment was no longer the pink room I had before.

Suddenly, a large amount of information crazily poured into her brain, and she felt a splitting headache. She held her head in both hands, feeling extremely painful.

The woman saw the girl's abnormality and became very anxious. She held her shoulders and asked, "Nian Nian, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

But at this moment, the girl kept shaking her head, as if she wanted to get rid of what was pouring into her mind.

The pain lasted for a quarter of an hour, and finally the information stopped flooding into her mind, but she was already sweating profusely and her face was pale.

Seeing that the girl seemed to be well, the woman said, "What's wrong with you?"

The girl still shook her head and looked at the woman in front of her with complicated eyes.

"Then don't move around and have a good rest." The woman became anxious when she saw this, and immediately got up and went out.

The girl sat blankly on the bed, listening to the woman's footsteps gradually walking away and leaving the door, feeling very uneasy.

Her name was obviously Su Xiaoxiao, she had just finished taking the college entrance examination, and she was coquettishly coquettish with her grandfather and determined to become a great Chinese medicine doctor, and she had been studying with her grandfather for ten years.

But now her identity is Su Nian'an, and she has actually crossed over!

She was on the verge of tears. Ever since she learned that she had the same name as Su Xiaoxiao, she had collected information about Su Xiaoxiao in various ways. She also sympathized with Su Xiaoxiao's experience, but she never thought that she would actually become Su Xiaoxiao.

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At this time, her name was still Su Nian'an, but she wanted to go back, go to university, and study medicine, but she didn't know how to go back!

Her mind was filled with Su Nian'an's memories from childhood, like a movie, with various scenes flashing back and forth.

She met her beautiful mother who was homeless, and later married a private school teacher in Qiantang, but she was always depressed.

She saw her father holding a book in his hand, but all he could see was her mother teasing little Nian'an.

I also saw that my mother died young due to depression last year, and my father, who was only fifty years old, soon followed her.

Su Nian'an has been filled with grief for a year, and she feels the same way at this time, after all, she is now living in Su Nian'an's body.

She took a deep breath, and before she could recover, there was another knock on the door, and Aunt Zheng's voice rang out.

"Nian Nian, I'm in! I asked the doctor to take a look at you." She said and opened the door.

Aunt Zheng walked in first, followed by an old man in his fifties or sixties, carrying a medicine box in his hand.

After putting down the medicine box, the old man moved a bedside stool, sat down on it, and asked the girl to lie down.

Su Xiaoxiao, no, Su Nianan lay down obediently. The old man took her pulse through the gauze, and then looked at her eyes and tongue carefully.

After working for a long time, he said to Aunt Zheng: "There is no problem! It's just that her body is a little weak and she needs a good rest. Also, did the madam not feed her? Why is she so thin?"

Aunt Zheng was a little helpless, "This child has suffered a sudden change. He has been eating very little in the past year and is starving and thin!"

The doctor shook his head and said, "It's not okay to continue like this. I'm too thin. I need to relax and eat more."

Aunt Zheng could only nod her head, give Su Nian'an instructions, and then personally sent the doctor out and paid the consultation fee.

Soon, Aunt Zheng came back and sat on the girl's bedside, her eyes full of heartache.

"Don't be sad. Now you should try to move forward. You can't be like your mother, who suffers from bad health because of your mood. You should also eat more. I have to supervise your meals every day."

Su Nian'an nodded when he heard the words, as if he had listened. Aunt Zheng also breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this.

"Then you rest for a while, and I'll prepare breakfast for you." He said, rubbing her head, then stood up and left.

Thinking about taking a nap for the sake of her health, she suddenly had a bad premonition, as if something sounded.

After thinking about it, she was instantly shocked, precisely because she was very familiar with Su Xiaoxiao's story.

According to records, she would die in the spring of the third year after her parents died, and it was that annoying Western Valentine's Day.

By this time her parents had been dead for a year.

In other words, she will be on Valentine's Day next spring...

Suddenly, she stretched out the white onion-like fingers of her right hand, pinched them and began to count.

"Today is June 9th, next Valentine's Day will be February 14th, then... I have seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven left..."

Seeing that one hand was not enough, she stretched out her left hand again, "Twelve, one, two, February fourteen, there are... two... two hundred and fifty days left?"

She was a little stunned, what the hell is this? This number is ironic enough, but she didn't expect that the countdown to her life would start as soon as she arrived.
Chapter completed!