Miss Beckham's System and Mr. Darcy

#Highlights The cold raindrops are like tiny silver needles that pierce into the hollow of the neck. Xu Yumei took in a sharp breath due to the cold, and her lungs were suddenly filled with the smell of clammy straw, which made her curl up and cough. Halfway through coughing, she suddenly froze - she was lying on a haystack, with a dark oak beam instead of a pale office ceiling above her head, with a big hole in front of her face. Bite! The host's vital signs are stable, and the beta companion system "007" is online. Crossing node detected: September 1811, Hertfordshire, England, identity: 3rd generation of the Beckham family... Er, 3rd generation small farmer girl. The sound danced in my head, and the ending sound was electronic. Sophia shivered in excitement, her fingertips pinched into her palm - it hurt, it was not a dream. Her last memory stopped at 2:29 in the morning: Line 427 of Excel flashed red, and the work group bombarded her with "Xiao Xu, the report is due at eight o'clock tomorrow!", And then her chest tightened and her eyesight went dark. "So, I... Worked overtime to death?" She murmured, but her voice was so thin that it was completely different from the hoarseness of the 28-year-old social beast in her memory.