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In the mountains and forests shrouded in the clear moonlight, among the rugged rocks, in a long-abandoned salt well, a woman's cry came from.

This call was so frightened, mixed with despair, confusion, disbelief and other emotions. The birds living on the branches were so shocked that they flew up with their wings and the shadows of the trees shook.

It's not her fault.

Anyone who suddenly encounters such a thing will probably not be much better than her.

As a 21st century college student who is born under the red flag and grows in the sun, his biggest trouble is whether he can get the scholarship this semester, or whether he can meet the handsome young man in science and engineering again.

Who would have thought that she was walking on the road in the blue sky and thinking about how she could make the naughty little boy who was tutoring obediently to attend class, and she was actually bolt from the blue?

God knows that she always thought the four words "bolt from the blue" were just an adjective!

She opened her eyes wide and blinked hard and the scenery in front of her did not change at all.

"I'm dreaming I'm dreaming I'm dreaming I'm dreaming, I'm saying important things three times!" She murmured to herself, then closed her eyes.

The long eyelashes cast shadows on her cheeks like small fans.

Even in the cold and humid salt well, even if the moonlight that can be cast in is weak, it can still not hide her beautiful appearance as bright as spring and as autumn moon.

The slender willow eyebrows, the beautiful nose, and the small mouth of the water chestnut have lost its blood at this moment, just like the pinkest cherry blossoms that have encountered wind and frost, which is pitying.

She held her fingers in her heart and opened her eyes again after a moment. The disappointment in her eyes was even heavier than the night outside, and eventually turned into tears.

She blinked her eyes, and the tears that condensed on her eyelashes rushed to the ground like pearls with broken lines.

"Not dreaming..."

Without pinching her thighs, she could be sure of this and could no longer deceive herself.

With the faint light at the bottom of the well, she reached out and looked. These hands obviously did not belong to her. She felt more and more certain of this. She had obviously had short hair with bangs.

Who am I? Where am I?

A huge panic hit her mind.

Could it be that I have traveled through time like the novels I have read?

But before she could think carefully, a clear sound of gurgling came from her stomach, and the feeling of hunger burned her stomach like fire. Then there was also the pain that swept across her body, which came from her elbows, knees, and calves, causing her to gasp.

I don’t know who pushed this body into this well, causing injuries everywhere. Without checking the wounds, she also knew that there must be bruises everywhere.

"Who is so unethical that he can push such a little girl into the well!" She carefully touched the wound on the back of her neck, and there was a clear stinging pain there, as if someone had pinched her hard.

This confirmed her guess. If she accidentally fell down, she would never hurt the back of her neck. She frowned and said, "What kind of resentment? This is a life-threatening person!"

I'm afraid it's really a life-threatening person, otherwise how could she appear here?

"Don't worry, go out first." She said hatefully: "I haven't suffered such a big loss before growing up so old. I have to find out the person who does this bad thing and let him taste this kind of taste!"

She wiped her tears, licked her dry lips, tried to ignore the thirst in her mouth, and looked at the environment she was in. Fortunately, this well was not a well for people to get water, and the well walls were rough and uneven. They were not high. She tried to reach up, and she could touch the edges just one palm of her hand.

A cold touch came from her feet. She looked down and saw the remaining water at the bottom of the well soaking her coarse cloth shoes. On the upper, there was a slender and beautiful flower embroidered.

embroidered?

She was shocked. Hasn't this kind of meticulous work been replaced by machines long ago?

I squatted down and looked carefully again and again. Yes, this must be hand-embroidery. She dared to use her artistic skills for more than ten years and bet on the bet with her eyesight of learning fine brushwork for seven years.

But forget it, compared to the frightened tonight, this is nothing. She took a deep breath, and a stubborn look appeared on her face. She put aside the messy thoughts in her mind and tried to climb to the wellhead.

When she started to act, she realized how weak the body was now.

How long have I been trapped?

Fatigue and dizzy limbs.

When she finally climbed out of the well, it had passed in unknown times. She collapsed on the ground, panting so tired that she couldn't even lift her fingers.

A scorching pain came from the fingertips, and new abrasions were added to the knees and elbows, which was the price to climb out.

Although everything hurts all over her body, she laughs, and her white teeth emit a pearl-like light under the moonlight.

No matter who she is or where she is, she will always find a way to survive and make the people who harm her pay the price!

She would never be in this wilderness for no reason, and there would always be people she knew. So, the first step is to walk out of the mountains and forests and find her own home.

Having made up her mind, she tried to get up and stumbled down the mountain along a trail that was stepped out.

The moonlight here is brighter than she has seen, illuminating the direction she is moving forward.

But the rustling sounds coming from the darkness, the whistling sounds of the wind blowing through the trees in the mountains, and the barking sounds faintly from afar made her feel more and more uneasy.

She asked herself that she was braver than those girls who were timid and timid and screamed when they saw spiders. But after living for more than 20 years, she was walking alone in the mountains and forests for the first time at night, how could she not feel fear?

Who knows whether a wild beast will emerge in the dark forest in the next second?

The more she thought about it, the more she became scared. She trotted deep and shallowly, singing her favorite song to her courage: "This feeling of indulgence transcends everything and is no longer timid... Young means holding your arms as you wish, taking out your courage and not being afraid anymore. Only relying on a belligerent heart can save you..."

After singing a song back and forth several times, she turned a corner along the road, and the terrain in front of her became smoother. Looking into the distance with the moonlight, light came from the valley in the distance. When she looked closely, there were five or six torches moving between the mountains.

She stopped and listened carefully, and the call of "Three Springs, Three Springs, where are you?" came with the wind.

Maybe these people are here to find their own?

She was excited, no matter whether it was, she agreed or not. Although her own name was not "Sanchun". But even if it was wrong, she could always see people, which was much better than one person.

She put her palms on her mouth and responded loudly several times: "Hey-I'm here!"

Hearing her reply, the team obviously accelerated, and someone shouted loudly: "Sanchun, you're waiting there!"

Seeing the torch quickly approaching her, she sat down with relief, and realized that she was tired, hungry, sleepy and painful. When the night wind blew, she shivered and tried hard to support herself with both hands to prevent herself from falling down.

After a while, someone climbed up the small hill where she was. A middle-aged woman with an anxious expression on her face appeared in front of her.

Seeing her sitting there, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, then staggered to her side, hugging her tightly in her arms, and choked up.

She had a lot of questions, but the woman just waved her hands and made a dull sound in her throat, but she couldn't speak. She turned out to be a mute.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the woman not only knows her, but also cares about her very much. The excitement trembling from the other person and the deep concern in her eyes cannot be false.

So, I am indeed called "Sanchun"? Or this body is called "Sanchun". What's the name? It's so earthy.

After being rescued, her mind relaxed, fell softly backwards, and fell backwards in the warm arms of the woman.

Before she lost consciousness, she saw a wooden hairpin on the woman's head, which was piping with cloud patterns on her clothes, and she felt it was very absurd. But the next second, she saw the moon hanging high in the sky and forgot about it.

I must be too weak, so I have hallucinations?

How could there be two moons in this sky? One is shining with light like a silver plate, and a half-circle moon hanging on the night sky not far away, emitting a mysterious purple light.

It must be an illusion.

This was her last thought before she fell into a coma.
Chapter completed!