The cold and moist breath enveloped her and slowly sank down. Unable to open her eyes, she could only feel a faint ray of light shining on her face.
Breathing... So difficult...
She kept struggling, the fear that could not open her eyes, the unwillingness to die and other emotions mixed together, bursting out with unprecedented strength.
……
When I opened my eyes again, I saw a strange environment in front of me. Chen Ying sat up with support and turned around to look around. Everyone was dumbfounded.
'…Where is this…? Wait, where are my glasses?'
She was shocked. She touched her face and found that she was not wearing glasses, but she could see her surroundings clearly.
Based on the memory of the previous time in modern times, I managed to change my clothes. There was a large bronze mirror on the dressing table next to her. Although she was mentally prepared, she was still stunned when she saw her current face.
——Beauty, who are you? ?
Before she could make her next move, an overwhelming wave of dizziness hit her. Chen Ying subconsciously held on to the nearest thing, but she was still dizzy and soon collapsed, and the screen she was holding on to fell to the ground with a loud noise.
The last thing I heard was the sound of someone pushing open the door and rushing in. There was chaos outside the house...
——She seemed to have sunk into endless darkness again.
Purpose: A poor author wants to have enough food for his family.
