The shadow of the past and the present arrives

Chapter 2

Song Weimu was dumbfounded in an instant, she had never been scolded by someone pointing her nose like this when she was so old, and the most outrageous thing was that the woman who pointed at her nose couldn't help but grab her wrist and drag it out, Song Weimu was so nutritious The bad little body obviously couldn't bear it, and it was too ugly to be dragged away, Song Weimu couldn't help but follow her out, and when she was in God, it was the iron gate that was quickly slammed shut.

The extra memories that came out of thin air were extremely messy, and she didn't sort out a clue for a while, and then Song Weimu had a problem. She didn't worry about money before she got married, and she didn't have to worry about such things after she got married. Now However, he has no possessions, and he has nothing to worry about, where he lives today is a problem, Song Weimu only feels that his eyes are dark.

Fortunately, there is no such thing as a path, and when she was sitting on a bench in the square, she ran into Xiao Zou, who was about to cry without tears and came out to find a model.

Although the house price in Huacheng is not as good as that of the imperial capital, it is not cheap either. Luo Meiwei managed to buy this one-bedroom house in the city center after hard work in the past few years. Naturally, there is no guest room. Luckily, Luo Meiwei I like a big bed, I bought a double bed in the bedroom, and sleeping with Song Weimu doesn't look too crowded.

Song Weimu had been working hard all day, her body was not in good condition, her eyes started to fight after taking a shower, and now she was lying on the bed just trying to brace herself to think about the future, this place required identification, which is the so-called identity card, but she Song Weimu's ID card fell to the original place, and Song Weimu's face turned black when he thought of the person who sprayed his face with saliva, as if this kind of thing can still be reissued, so it's better not to see that woman.

And now Huaxia seems to need some graduation certificates, but this original owner seems to be a high school graduate?
Just had my 19th birthday.

Song Weimu finally felt a little relieved when he thought of this.

Anyway, it was a life for nothing, and he was still several years younger, even if the situation was a little bit difficult, it was nothing.

Continuing to go to school is impossible. First, she is not the original owner after all. The physics and chemistry in her mind is just skipped and thrown aside. Let her take the exam and learn it from scratch. She is really not interested in these things. Second, she has no money.

Her first priority now is to support herself.

There is not much money left on Yuanshen, the rest is in the basement where she lived, and there are some changes of clothes, Song Weimu is not going to go back to get them.

This... part-time job should be worth [-] yuan.

Ten thousand is still quite a lot in the memory of the original owner, at least he can live for a while.

Looking for a stable job in the future...

Thinking of this, a trace of disgust flashed across Song Weimu's face. Although her memory was very messy, she could still deduce why the original owner died.

The original owner is also called Song Weimu, an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. He has mild autism since he was a child. As he got older, it not only didn’t get better, but it got worse. Later, he dropped out of high school and found a job because he was beautiful. , was sexually harassed by her colleagues, Song Weimu poured hot water on her colleagues in a hurry, and then she was fired, and when she returned to the rented basement, the male landlord took the opportunity to press against the wall to take advantage of it. Know what else is going to happen.

After returning to the room, the hostess thought more and more desperately, and finally took out the sleeping pills bought a month ago and committed suicide. When she woke up, she would be the Queen Mother Song.

Compared with Song Weimu's miserable situation, the life of the Empress Dowager Song can be said to be smooth and smooth. She was born in the Marquis Mansion, the only eldest daughter, and she was loved by thousands of people. Emperor Xuan, who entered the Fengyi Palace, and Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty could not be regarded as husband and wife. At that time, Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty still loved the empress very much. The queen mother enjoyed all the glory and wealth, and the only time she stumbled was her own life.

The emotions in his heart were all the despair and pain of the original owner when he died. Song Weimu's head hurt from thinking about it, so he simply stopped thinking about it and fell asleep in a daze.

As a well-known spring city, the winter here is always very short, and the branches outside the first month will have new buds, especially now that the flowers are in full bloom, and the magnolias on the roadside are in full bloom. The fragrance is faint, and the whole city is filled with a Something romantic and charming.

The rhododendrons on the continuous hills outside the city are also in full bloom. From the foot of the mountain to the side of the mountain, they bloom extremely brilliantly. Occasionally, a layer of undulating waves will appear when a wind blows. Such a good weather and such a suitable environment, I don’t want to take pictures of Daiyu’s burial of flowers. A classic situation where photographers feel sorry for themselves.

It’s just that Daiyu’s burial of flowers needs to be well photographed, and the classics must at least capture the seven-point charm of Cao Xueqin’s burial of flowers. Naturally, the model must be found well. The model they originally booked is beautiful and has a good figure , but it is not Daiyu's "two curved eyebrows that seem to be frowning but not frowning, and a pair of eyes that seem to be happy but not happy. The state of mind is full of worry, and the disease is charming all over the body. Tears are a little bit, and the panting is slightly. Quiet Time is like a beautiful flower shining in the water, action is like a weak willow supporting the wind. The heart is more open than the dry, and the disease is like Xizi wins three points", but the temperament is only one or two points similar.

Although Song Weimu himself is not a sentimental person, nor can he be called a weak Liu Fufeng, but this body has been malnourished for many years, and it can be called a lonely collarbone. There are seven or eight points of imagination.

It just didn't go well.

(End of this chapter)