It felt like someone was grabbing my throat and pulling me under the water. I struggled to breathe, but my nose was filled with the smell of smoke.
Pain. My whole body hurts.
I opened my eyes suddenly and saw a blinding white light. The chandelier on the ceiling was swinging back and forth, and his body was still shaking uncontrollably.
Wrong.
I looked down at my hands - they were white and tender, with no scars left by burns. The nails were painted with pale pink nail polish, the kind of cheap polish I favored in my early twenties.
The door was suddenly pushed open, and a crisp voice came in: "Sister Ruyu, you are finally awake! If you don't put on makeup, it will be too late. The wedding car will arrive in half an hour."
Su Xiaoguo? My bridesmaid in this past life died earlier than me in order to save me in the fire. When she died, her entire back was burned and her flesh and blood were mutilated.
"Sister Ruyu?" Seeing me in a daze, she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of my eyes, "Are you scared? Come on, get up. Today is your happy day."
Overjoyed?
A memory that does not belong to the present rushes into my mind. I huddled in the corner, my whole body blackened by thick smoke, and the flames licked the hem of my skirt. Pei Jingzhou stood outside the door, looking at me through the firelight. Next to him, Shen Xueyan held his arm tightly, her eyes full of joy.
"Sister Ruyu, please help me and Jingzhou." She kicked over the lighter, and the smile on her lips was so sweet, just like when she snatched my doll away when she was a child.
I was trapped in the sea of fire, banging on the door and calling Pei Jingzhou's name. The door is locked. He's outside, he must be able to hear it
"Sister Ruyu!" Su Xiaoguo's voice brought her back to reality, "Are you suffering from low blood sugar again? I have sugar in my bag.
