My golden finger is open

Hot summer

This is an unknown world, an imaginary world. So the heroine's behavior does not affect her professional image or anything like that. This is purely entertainment, not the real world. I repeat, it is not the real world.

Shen Qingyu was wearing a neat black abstinence suit and walking on the scorching asphalt road.

She wiped the sweat off her face with the back of her hand, her stern face full of seriousness, as if there was something important that needed her attention.

She quickened her pace and walked into a coffee shop. After entering, she looked around and finally saw her blind date in a corner.

She gathered her hair around her ears, slowed down her pace, and imitated the way her female colleagues in the company walked, shyly walking on tiptoe and twisting her butt.

Walking up to the man who was fiddling with his phone, she cleared her throat and said in a coquettish voice, "Hello, comrade, I'm Shen Qingyu, you can call me Yu Yu," She looked like an ascetic nun, and with her hoarse voice, the man opposite her suddenly tensed up.

He raised his head in horror and looked at the woman in front of him. Was this the person he was going to have a blind date with?

The photo looked like a normal woman. He opened the photo album on his phone and compared it with the woman in front of him. They were exactly the same.

He cursed in his heart, how could he have seen such a thing in his life? He was old enough and wanted to find a woman to live a stable life. What the hell was this person in front of him?

Your dad scared me to death, mom, come and take me home.

His voice trembled as he spoke, "Well, I remember, I still have work to do. Sorry."

Having said that, he stood up and walked out of the cafe quickly.

After leaving the coffee shop, he wiped a non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and patted his chest. He thought that he would rather be single. These women were too scary. This blind date left a deep mark on his heart.

The woman was still not in the mood. She blinked her big double eyelids and wondered why she left. She felt that her performance was pretty good and that she imitated the woman very well. The men in the company liked to see women talk and walk like this.

From the way she walked to the way she spoke, she felt that she had imitated him vividly. This man really had no taste.

"Hmph", you deserve to be single.

I ordered myself an iced American coffee, held the phone in my hand, and dialed a number.

"Hey, Aunt Li, what kind of people are you introducing to me? This one won't do. It's too rude. I took a leave in the hot weather to come for a blind date. How could it be easy for me? He just said he had something to do and left. Please find me another blind date."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a beep from the phone receiver without any response from the other party.

She looked at him in confusion, and the other party hung up the phone. Just as she was about to call back, she received a WeChat reminder. She saw it was a message from Aunt Li, so she quickly opened it to check. It was a transfer message, indicating that Aunt Li had transferred one thousand yuan to her.

Shen Qingyu was just about to say something when she saw another message from Aunt Li, which read, "I have returned the money to you. I no longer have any blind date resources to introduce to you." At the end, it said two clear words: Goodbye.

Just when I was about to send a question mark, I found that I was blocked by the other party.

Shen Qingyu took a sip of coffee in anger, thinking to herself, it's just a blind date, and she hasn't been successful after 30 dates. Is it necessary to block her? She feels so wronged now.

Everyone just wanted to bully her. Just when she thought of this, a piece of ice in her coffee got stuck in her throat. She tried to pick the ice out with her hands, but could only make a "ah ah" sound. Her eyes were also looking in the direction of the crowd to see who could notice her and come to rescue her.

Maybe because they were sitting in the corner, no one noticed what happened here. In the end, Shen Qingyu rolled her eyes and fainted.

Her soul floated in the air, looked at her body, and fell limply to the ground, first attracting the attention of the waiter.

After a while, an ambulance came rushing in with its sirens blaring, and took her body away.

Shen Qingyu followed the ambulance to the hospital, looked at her own body, and was eventually pushed into the morgue. At this moment, she was lying on a bed covered with white cloth. Her face was dark blue and there was no blood on her body. She died just like that, choked to death by a piece of ice.

My death was really unjust.

Shen Qingyu started crying sadly, but there were no tears on her face. Finally, she slowly lost consciousness.

When her body regained feeling, she woke up in a ravine. Shen Qingyu had a splitting headache at this time. She held her head and patted it gently, trying to relieve the pain.

After about half an hour, her head finally stopped hurting so much, her mind became clear again, and pieces of memories that did not belong to her appeared in her mind. Then she realized that she had traveled through time and space to the body of an 18-year-old girl.

Shen Qingyu wanted to laugh out loud to celebrate her good luck, but she was usually very conservative and could only smile.

Looking at the surrounding environment, I am now on the mountain, surrounded by dense trees.

Shen Qingyu stood up and gently brushed off the dirt and grass debris on his body.

She hissed in pain and raised her hand to touch the back of her head, where there was a fist-sized lump.

The original body was killed by rolling down the hillside and being hit by a rock.

Shen Qingyu sighed in an imposing manner and said to himself, "Girl, go with peace of mind. I will take good care of your grandma for you."

She followed her memory and walked down the mountain along the winding path.

The original owner of this body was also a miserable girl. She went up the mountain this time to collect herbs for her grandmother's treatment. She didn't find the herbs and she accidentally stepped on empty air and died.

In the girl's home, she and her grandmother depend on each other. She is afraid that after her grandmother passes away, she will be left alone, living alone in this world without any company.

So she risked her life to go up the mountain to collect herbs to save her grandmother. She couldn't bear to lose her only relative again.

I stumbled all the way back to the home that appeared in my memory.

In front of her was a mud-brick house with only two rooms in the main building. The courtyard was surrounded by a fence. She gently pushed open the wooden door and walked into the house.

Shen Qingyu felt a little uneasy and didn't know how to face the little girl's relatives.

The room was dark and filled with a bad smell.

She covered her mouth and nose and walked into the room where the grandmother and the little girl lived. On the kang, lay a skinny old lady with gray hair and wrinkles all over her shriveled face. She opened her eyes with difficulty, as if she heard someone coming back.

He barely raised his thin arm and beckoned the person to come over.

As if he wanted to say something to her, Shen Qingyu felt that he was influenced by the girl.

Tears flowed out of my eyes unconsciously.

Shen Qingyu moved over and sat next to the old man. The old man stretched out his dry hand like a chicken claw and held the girl's hand tightly.

Keep rubbing it.

The old woman's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but her words were filled with worry for the girl. "Girl, I'm afraid grandma will die soon. Don't be too sad. People will die eventually. There's something I didn't want to tell you." She took a breath with great effort.

Looking at the girl in front of her, she continued with a loving face, "You still have family in this world. After grandma passes away, you can go find them." The old woman told her the whole story.

After hearing this, Shen Qingyu's eyes lit up. She was surprised that this body still had relatives.

The old man fell into deep sleep again.

It was getting dark.

Shen Qingyu went to the kitchen to make some dinner.

After searching in the cupboard for a long time, she finally found half a bowl of broken rice. She swallowed her saliva with hunger, and was so anxious that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Has she become so pitiful?

I came to the earthen stove, washed the rice and poured it into the pot, then added firewood. Soon the rice in the pot began to tumble.

She searched the kitchen again to see if there were any green vegetables, but to her astonishment, she only found a bunch of wilted wild vegetables in the entire kitchen.

Shen Qingyu had to give up the idea of ​​cooking and just drink some rice porridge to fill her stomach today.

The rice porridge was ready. Shen Qingyu scooped it out and put it into two bowls with gaps in the middle. The porridge was quite thick, so she put her bowl aside to dry.

Then she carried another bowl of rice porridge into the house and placed the bowl on the edge of the kang. Shen Qingyu walked forward and gently called "Grandma" a few times.

When she found that there was no movement from the person on the kang, she had a bad idea. She reached her hand under her grandmother's nostrils and felt around. There was no breath. She nervously touched her grandmother's arm. The arm was stiff, but there was still a trace of warmth on it.