A ruthless torrent swept her into the bottomless vortex.
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"Ah... don't..."
Xia Yucheng shouted softly, suddenly woke up from the nightmare, covered in cold sweat.
She sat up in panic and turned her head to look out the window. A ray of morning light came in between the cracks of the floral curtains and sprinkled on the floor.
It turns out that I am dreaming again!
She raised her hand and stroked her heart that was jumping violently, covered her with force, took a deep breath to calm her mind gradually.
Although it has been ten years since that day, that rainy night like a nightmare has always entangled her thoughts. Because after that day, for her, it was just the beginning of purgatory.
“Orange…”
Outside the door, Jian Yuwei's voice came, pulling her thoughts back.
"Chengcheng, get up and have breakfast." As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.
Jian Yuwei, who looked slightly pale, stood at the door. Although her eyes were wide open, she lost her former charm and no longer had the focus.
Xia Yucheng quickly lifted the sheet and jumped up, ran over to support her: "Mom, didn't you say that? Wait for me to get up and make breakfast."
"It's okay, I think you came back very late yesterday..." Jian Yuwei was secretly upset about her blindness caused by excessive sadness. She disliked the most to cause trouble for others, but a blind person had too many things to bother others.
If it weren't for that matter, she wouldn't have fallen to this point today.
She sighed softly, grabbed Xia Yucheng's arm hard, and wanted to say something, but she still didn't say it.
After helping my mother to the dining table and sitting, Xia Yucheng quickly went to wash and change her clothes. Then she walked to the calendar, used a colored pen tied to it to draw a circle on today's day, and wrote a number, 316.
Looking at the bright red numbers, she felt sad first, then curled up the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly.
These numbers written on the calendar show a decreasing trend. Every time you write one, Xia Yucheng will feel the warm sunshine approaching her one step closer.
After breakfast, she changed her clothes, a T-shirt, and a pair of jeans. By the way, she tied her long hair tightly behind her head. The maids of the Gu family were not allowed to distant their hair.
"Chengcheng, remember to tell Mr. Gu today that he promised that after you get your college diploma, you can leave the Gu family and find a job." Jian Yuwei groped and walked behind Xia Yucheng, and took out an exquisite hairpin with pink pearls from her pocket.
"Is it for me? So beautiful, where did it come from?" Xia Yucheng took the hairpin. It was a half-moon-shaped hairpin. The leaves made of broken diamonds were inlaid with petals made of pink pearls. The style was simple and low-key and luxurious.
"No, it's worthless... it's really... it's old stuff."
"Of course I know, but it's very beautiful. I like it very much. Thank you mom!"
"Then... put it on..." Jian Yuwei touched Xia Yucheng's arm, took the hairpin from her hand, and carefully groped and slowly put it on her hair bun.
Xia Yucheng smiled at Jian Yuwei, who was dull in the mirror, and said softly: "Forget it, it doesn't match my clothes at all, and I've ruined the good things in vain."