Time Travel: Female Cannon Fodder of the Republic of China

"Princess, please wake up quickly! Stop scaring Mammy!"

Ai Shutong vaguely heard someone talking to her. She wanted to hear clearly, but after trying for a long time, she still couldn't break free from the fog and was pulled into the vortex of chaos again.

When she opened her eyes, Ai Shutong was lying on the table in the university classroom, holding an unfinished novel in her hand.

Rubbing her sore eyes, she stretched her arms upwards and said, "So he fell asleep."

She took out her cell phone and looked at the date on it, and a smile appeared on her face. Today was 2012, the end of the world predicted by the Mayans. She had slept through the end of the world in the classroom.

Looking out the window, it was already dark. Ai Shutong packed her things, carried her bag, left the classroom, and headed towards the school gate.

The university closes at 10 o'clock, but if you get there at this time, you can still go out.

Ai Shutong has her own house in Beijing. After her sophomore year, she moved out of the dormitory.

Now, having lived alone for more than two years, she has gotten used to the loneliness of living alone.

Maybe she was caught in the wind while sleeping in the classroom. Now Ai Shutong felt weak and sore all over, and had a dizzy headache. She didn't care about anything else and just ran to the school gate.

After leaving the school gate, she hailed a taxi, "Sanlihe No. 12, thank you."

Ai Shutong has a wealthy businessman father and a well-known painter mother, but the wealthy businessman father has remarried and the painter mother has also remarried abroad.

All that was left to her were three houses in Beijing.

Fortunately, she has these three houses, which allow her to live a life without worries about food and clothing even though she has lost her family.

Ai Shutong smiled, paid the fare by scanning the QR code via WeChat, and got off the car.

When I got home, I went to the bathroom to take a shower. I looked at the clock and it was almost eleven o'clock. My head seemed to hurt even more.

I found a box of ibuprofen, took one, changed into my pajamas, and went straight to bed.

In the darkness, she seemed to feel someone caressing her, again and again. In her dream, a nursery rhyme drifting from afar sounded, "The moonlight shines on the pond. I ride a big horse across the Hongtang..."

Ai Shutong was so sleepy that her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and she couldn't open them. Thinking that tomorrow was the weekend and she didn't have to go to class, she could sleep as late as she wanted, so she simply fell asleep peacefully.

When she opened her eyes again, Ai Shutong was confused and didn't know where she was. She saw the window frame with a circle on it and thought to herself, could it be that she was still dreaming and hadn't woken up yet?

I closed my eyes and opened them again, and what I saw was the same “Hui”-shaped window frame. This time I could clearly see that there were two “Hui” characters on it, both covered tightly with rice paper.

Ai Shutong sat up suddenly, her face full of fear as if she had seen a ghost. Where was this?

She couldn't describe the feeling in words, as if she was sleeping soundly in the dormitory just a moment ago, but now she was in a strange and quaint house.

The chaos of this scene left the usually taciturn Ai Shutong at a loss.

She pinched her thigh hard. The pain made her mind clearer and made her realize more things were wrong.

For example, the body proportions and the clothes he's wearing don't look like himself at all.

This thought horrified her and she lost her mind again.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of this ridiculous idea.

But it seems to be of no use.

When I looked down, I saw that my silk pajamas were gone, which was not a big deal.

What's scary is that her long legs, slender waist and big breasts are gone...

Ai Shutong closed her eyes and fell back onto the bed.

"Squeak—"

The carved wooden door opened, and a tall woman in a dark blue cheongsam with a slanting collar walked in carrying a red lacquered tray.

Looking at Ai Shutong who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, he frowned worriedly.

The woman put the red lacquer tray on the table and walked over to cover Ai Shutong with a blanket.

"Princess, please wake up soon! Stop scaring Madam! " After saying that, she took off the handkerchief around her waist and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

At this time, an old man came in from outside. He was about 40 or 50 years old and stood at the door with his head lowered. "Madam Lin, is the princess awake?"

The woman turned around and looked towards the door. Seeing the old man, she walked over quietly and whispered, "How did you get in?"

The old man bent down a little more, "Someone's coming over there, give me some instructions."

Nanny Lin threw the handkerchief in her hand and said sarcastically, "I have never seen such a cruel mother. She threw away the child just like that. She insisted on keeping her promise before the child died."

After saying this, she glanced at the old man and said, "If there is one person among us who has bad intentions, the princess will not survive this day!"

Ai Shutong, who was lying on the bed, shuddered with fear when she heard this.

For some reason, she subconsciously felt that the "gege" the woman was talking about was herself.

"Tell the person who came that Gege is much better. She had a bowl of clear soup noodles in the morning and went to sleep again."

The old man bent over and was silent for a while, as if he had something to say, but in the end he just sighed and went out.

Nanny Lin looked at him hatefully and muttered something in a low voice. Because her voice was too soft, Ai Shutong didn't hear clearly, but she guessed that it might not be something good.

After a while, Ai Shutong felt a warmth around her mouth. She subconsciously opened her mouth and the warm liquid flowed into her mouth.

He swallowed it with a "gulp".

"It's so bitter." Ai Shutong's face wrinkled up in bitterness.

Nanny Lin was full of joy, "Princess, you are awake! God bless you, that cruel man's wish did not come true. Merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva, I will burn incense for you one day."

After putting her hands together and bowing twice, Nanny Lin touched Ai Shutong's forehead and said, "God bless you, the fever has subsided."

Ai Shutong could no longer pretend because of this nanny who was obviously a believer in gods and Buddhas.

He opened his eyes as if ready to die.

Happy Aunt Lin smiled and chanted a few more words of Amitabha!

Ai Shutong turned her head to look at the woman in front of her. She was wearing a dark blue cheongsam with a slanting collar and a shiny black bun on her head. Her face, which was in her thirties or forties, looked ten years older because of her old-fashioned outfit.

If she was not mistaken, this should be the dress style from the late Qing Dynasty or the Republic of China. The more she looked at it, the stranger it became, making Ai Shutong feel as if she was on the set of a TV series from the Republic of China.

But seeing that woman's face showing joy at one moment and worry at another, it didn't seem like a movie, but rather seemed very real.

Ai Shutong was completely confused and didn't understand what was going on.

Subconsciously, she felt that this woman was very familiar, so familiar that she had a sense of dependence, but her mind clearly told her that they had never met before.

Just when she was about to ask her in detail, before she opened her mouth, she suddenly felt dizzy and a strange and unfamiliar memory hit her, making her dizzy and unbearable, and she passed out.

Before she fainted, she heard the woman's concerned and anxious cries, but unfortunately the vortex of chaos had already arrived, and unexpected scenes unfolded one after another.

This is the world of a novel.