I heard that you are the illegitimate son of Hades?

During the ten years of Bie Weimian's deep sleep, her body lay in the snow-falling valley, and her spirit body wandered all the way to the human world.

The world is not like the underworld. In the sky of the underworld, there are always clusters of dark clouds that cannot be dispersed, and the red sun hangs in the sky, gloomy. This is the world of the dead and souls.

It is said that the sun in the underworld was originally the same as that in the human world, but it is a pity that because the underworld is too cloudy, living things cannot grow, and even the sun that is born day and night has changed its color, which is what it is now.

The sky in the world is blue, the clouds are white cotton candy, fluffy and soft, and the sun is shining brightly, still glowing and heating.

She first came to the gate of the underworld, which is Baicheng.

The terrain of Baicheng is very low and flat, and it is connected with the underworld.It's also strange, as if it should have been destined, the gate of the underworld, which is heavily guarded on weekdays, was empty when Bie Weimian left.

Maybe this is a fate that was arranged a long time ago.

Bie Weimian was floating alone, when suddenly a paper airplane appeared in front of her eyes, she wanted to bend down to pick it up, but her fingers pierced through the paper airplane, she looked at her hand for a long time before realizing that she had already If he died, he would be just a lonely ghost in the world, unable to touch anyone at all.

A pair of feet wearing small red shoes stopped in front of him. The owner of the shoes was a young boy who was still babbling. He bent down and picked up the paper airplane easily.

It's good to be alive.Don't sleep over thinking.

"Sister...do you...want to play?" the boy's crisp words broke the silence in the air.

Bie Weimian turned around and took a look. Before he came to this alley, he had repeatedly confirmed that there was no one there. Even if he turned around now, there was still no one behind him. "Are you... talking to me?" Bie Weimian asked cautiously.

How could he be talking to me? I'm not a living person, and he can't see me... Don't think so.

"Hmm." The boy's immature face was filled with a bright smile, and he said word by word: "Sister...I am...talking to you." Don't stay up.

Bie Weimian seemed to remember something, she bent down and looked into the boy's pupils.What is reflected in the pupil is what you see.

In the next second, she saw her own reflection in the boy's dark pupils.

can you really see meDon't stay awake and can't help but be overjoyed.It's like traveling to a foreign country. They all speak flowers that they don't understand. If a person walks over and speaks the same words as you, it feels very good to meet old acquaintances in a foreign country.

The boy's innocent smile touched her, somehow, and she didn't know what was wrong in her mind, so she wanted to stay, anyway, she was not alone, at least someone could see her.

It just so happened that the boy's mother was in labor, but the fetus in her womb died of suffocation early, but no nurses or doctors noticed.

Bie Weimian transformed into a gust of wind, entered the womb of the boy's mother, and possessed the body of the dead fetus. In this way, she also had a spirit body that could accommodate her in the mortal world.

If a spirit body that has entered the underworld does not have a borrowed identity and wants to return to the human world again,

The spirit body itself can only last for three days, and after the three days pass, it disappears, and the soul flies away.

Now it is the third day, if you don't want to lose your wits, this is the only way you can use it.

In this way, once possessed and reincarnated, the memories of her previous life will be erased, and she will forget her name, her sister, and her friends.

But she became his younger sister, his name is Jiang Han, her name is Jiang Mian.

Maybe Bie Weimian's memory is more or less limited, and she basically forgets it, but she can't forget something carved into her bones even if she wants to, such as her name. The word "Mianmian" is extremely sensitive. After all, people have called her Mianmian for more than 400 years. It is both instinct and conditioned reflex. When she named her, she thought of a word. As arranged, it became her new name. .

Jiang Mian's personality is exactly the same as hers. Although she has lost her memory, her liveliness and frankness will never be forgotten. She is still the carefree Bie Weimian who bounces around all day long, and also the Jiang Mian who is accompanied by her brother in the world. sleep.

Although Jiang Mian is a girl, she is extraordinarily righteous. She likes to fight against injustices. She can't sit still. She can basically play basketball and football, and she is especially handy when playing with boys.

Instead her brother...

Jiang Han knows almost nothing, he's a tough guy, every time he finishes a fight with someone, he always tells you that you can't fight, that girls are not good at fighting, and so on.Once you get into trouble, I will cover you in front of your mother and say that Mianmian didn't do it on purpose.

She wanted to laugh every time she thought about it.

She had always thought that Jiang Han was too timid to keep caring about her for fear that something would happen to her, until one time, Jiang Mian came home after five o'clock that afternoon.

Mom hadn't come back from get off work yet, Jiang Han was the only one at home, her arms were covered with wounds, bleeding was still oozing out, it was very scary to look at.

She put on her coat obediently, and pulled down the sleeves that were always rolled up, lest they see and scold her again.

She was discovered by Jiang Han as soon as she returned home.

"What are you doing in long sleeves on a hot day?" She was sitting on the sofa, and Jiang Han looked down at her holding a book.

"Me hahaha... It's too hot and the sun is so poisonous, it tans me, so I cover it up." She wanted to deal with it with a smirk, but Jiang Han seemed to see it right away.

He asked her coldly: "Did you fight again? Are you injured?"

"No... Absolutely not, I promised you and mom hahaha... Ah! Take it easy!" She was halfway through her words, but she saw Jiang Han striding over and grabbing her arm, which hurt her so much He sucked in a breath of cold air, the wound had finally formed a scab, and it seemed that it was cracked by Jiang Han's pull just now.

Jiang Han asked her to continue to lift her arms, and carefully let her gently bend her arms to take off her coat. The wounds on both arms hurt his eyes.

"What are you doing? A girl, she was beaten like this after a fight. Her arms are white and blue, and there are scars. Don't you feel the pain?" Jiang Han shook his head and said the same thing It has been done hundreds of times, but it still doesn't work.

He dug out the medicine box at home, used a cotton swab dipped in the red syrup to clean her wound, and wrapped her in a bandage after treating the wound. Both arms that should have been white and flawless were covered with a thick layer at this time. bandage.Coupled with the way she stretched her arms, she looked particularly like a zombie jumping upright with her arms stretched out.

"Don't do this next time." He packed up the medicine he just took out, and put the medicine box back in place.

"I can't help it. Just play basketball. They insist on occupying our court. You say the court is so big, but those people just grab our land. Look at this." Jiang Mian was still complaining in a low voice. .

"Mianmian," Jiang Han said suddenly, "I don't care about others, I just want you to be healthy, pain-free and disease-free, don't hurt yourself next time, I will feel sorry for you." He said earnestly He sighed and said softly to Jiang Mian.

I don't care what happens to others, I just look at you, don't let yourself get hurt, my heart will hurt with you.

For others, such a calm sentence caused ripples in Jiang Mian's heart.

"Well, I won't, brother." She walked behind Jiang Han, hugged him gently, and acted like a baby to him: "Brother, we have a basketball game next week, can you come and cheer for me?"

"Of course, be careful."

"Brother, you are the best, give me a hug."

The tip of her nose was a little sour, and she felt unspeakably wronged.

It seems that I am injured, but the pain is another person. For this person who bears the pain for me, let me be careful not to get hurt. …