The moment water poured into her nose, Miao Ranhuo had only one thought in her mind - what a damn bad luck.
The sole of his foot slipped, the back of his head hit the edge of the bathtub, and he fell into the water. The warm water enveloped me, and my ears buzzed. She wanted to struggle, but her hands and feet felt like lead.
Consciousness is like a stone sinking into the deep sea, sinking deeper and deeper.
…
When he opened his eyes again, there was chaos all around.
There is no ceiling, no tiles, just countless colorful fragments slowly rotating in the void, like a shattered kaleidoscope. Miao Ranhuo lowered his head and found that he was suspended in mid-air, still wearing the soaked pajamas.
"Fuck." She cursed, her voice swaying in the void without any response.
There was a burning temperature in the palm of my right hand.
She spread her hands, and a jade pendant lay quietly there. The jade was warm and moist, but it was only half-cut - it was broken in the middle, and the fracture was uneven, as if it had been cut off abruptly. At this moment, the fracture was glowing with a faint red light, which made her palms numb.
"This thing..." Miao Ranhuo frowned. She bought this jade pendant at a street stall last week for fifty yuan. The stall owner kept saying that "those who are destined to get it will get it." She bought it purely because the carving was good.
Now it's as hot as a soldering iron.
The colorful fragments in the void suddenly accelerated and rotated, converging towards the jade pendant. The fragments collided and made a crisp tinkling sound, like wind chimes ringing. Miao Ranhuo's eyes widened, watching the fragments swirling around the jade pendant, gradually outlining a vague human shape——
It's a woman.
