"Mom, don't come into my room." Ou Ying shouted to her mother, Chen Hong, who was watching TV, with a hint of displeasure in her tone.
Chen Hong responded calmly without raising her eyelids: "Everything you have is mine, including you."
Ou Ying slammed the door and left. Chen Hong's eyes widened, "Why are you kid like this? I'm your mother!"
Ou Ying responded calmly: "Then can you respect my privacy?"
"How can you have privacy in my house?" Chen Hong was furious, her face getting rosier.
Ou Ying packed her luggage decisively, "I'm leaving!"
Chen Hong said forcefully, "You can just leave. Where can you go in the middle of the night?"
Ou Ying left without saying a word. The moment she closed the door, she seemed to hear her mother murmuring to herself, but at the moment, she had no intention of listening carefully. Suddenly, a thunder pierced the night sky, and heavy rain came in an instant.
In the rain, Ou Ying resolutely moved forward, suddenly feeling heavy in her body, as if there were countless cold hands pulling her. The water gradually soaked her calves, and she was shocked to realize the seriousness of the situation. At this time, a blue flower umbrella appeared above her head, covering her from the violent wind and rain.
Under the umbrella, a slender hand with scars came into view. Ou Ying looked up and was surprised to find that the woman in front of her looked exactly like her aunt when she was young, "Are you... Chen Juan?"
Chen Juan looked at her with a smile, "Yes, I am Chen Hong's sister. Are you her classmate?"
After the rain and the sky cleared, Ou Ying looked around. The low two-story buildings and the garbage floating in the puddles all looked strange and old. She realizes that she may have traveled back in time.
Faced with the sudden change, Ou Ying could only respond perfunctorily to Chen Juan's enthusiasm. Her heart was filled with confusion and fear, as if her feet were covered with sharp blades.
Not far away, an old lady was cleaning the street. Chen Juan greeted her familiarly, while Ou Ying took the opportunity to look at this strange era.
The watch on her wrist showed that it was half past nine, and she couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that only half an hour had passed? The irritability in my heart is even worse.
Arriving at the school gate, Ou Ying's mood became heavier. She is not sure whether she has an identity in this era and whether she has any meaning.
The man walking out of the duty room frightened her, but she soon learned from the words of the campus police that she also had a legal identity in this world - Ou Ying, a grade 90 nursing class member. This coincidence made her feel a little comforted but more confused.
In order to confirm the authenticity of all this, she resolutely cut her wrist. The pain made her feel the real existence of this world, and the concern and anxiety of people around her also made her feel a little warm.
In the infirmary, she felt the care and comfort from Teacher Xu and Chen Juan. Their words were like a warm current that warmed her heart, allowing her to find a sense of belonging in this strange era.
Gradually, Ou Ying relaxed her body and fell asleep peacefully in Teacher Xu's arms. She knew that no matter where she was, there was always someone willing to hold up the sky for her.
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