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Chapter 8 Curious About My Identity

With the help of the child, Li Mei walked for a long time. Her legs were as if they were infused with lead, and she could no longer move.

The little boy was waiting for her to stop and rest, and he looked at the direction he came and went.

Li Mei also turned around, and it was pitch black.

There were some starry sky light above her head, which had long disappeared. Li Mei suddenly felt that at this moment, she was like she was entering a huge box and could never walk out. The atmosphere here made her nervously breathless.

My original hostess should also be diligent in training, otherwise, no matter how fast she recovers her physical strength at a young age, a small body, and a small body, she would never have gone so far.

Li Mei was curious about her physical identity. Shouldn’t the ladies of wealthy families be delicate?

She clenched her fists and suddenly remembered something. She quietly twisted the thumb and index finger of her left hand, feeling that her fingers were not as smooth as she thought, and she had no keen sensitivity. To sum up, her fingers were rough.

I pay great attention to taking care of my skin. Otherwise, I will not be called an aunt when I am old.

Li Mei's right wrist was firmly grasped by the little boy. Li Mei did not dare to move, for fear that her little hand was also rough.

The rough little hand was discovered by the little boy. Will he still take care of her carefully as he is now?

Li Mei didn't dare to take risks anymore. The life here was blank in her mind, and there were always dangers around her. If she was not careful, she would die again. Then the chance of rebirth would be like a soap bubble? The more Li Mei thought about it, the more she felt that she needed him to explain everything about it to her; the more important reason was that her heart seemed to have vines growing, running towards the boy hopelessly, all her blood was shouting, and he needed it, that was him.

Li Mei felt incredible about her new emotions; she didn't know why she felt dependent on children or whether she met on the first day. She carefully pressed this emotion deep in her heart, but its germination and growth were so rapid that Li Mei was a little trembling, but mixed with some small joy.

"Are your feet better?" The cold little boy's voice sounded in his ears.

Li Mei's face suddenly turned red, and she stammered, "Okay...better." As she spoke, she carefully stood up straight. It turned out that because she had been leaning against the little boy, the heat that had been assimilated, before it disappeared, the moisture in the forest counterattacked and quickly eliminated the heat on Li Mei's body. She couldn't help but fight a cold war and said intimately, "Why are you so afraid of the cold? Isn't you very good?"

"Cold?!" The little boy soon noticed Li Mei's abnormality. After Li Mei stood firm, he was about to take off his coat. His hand stopped again and said with a smile: "I forgot. Put on your clothes. No one here anymore wants to steal your clothes."

Li Mei smiled and carefully handed the clothes she held in her arms to the little boy who reached out to get the clothes.

When fingers collide, you will feel like you are in power, stinging, crispy, and excited.

The little boy didn't seem to feel like Li Mei. He took the clothes, spread them out carefully, and then carefully put them on Li Mei's shoulders. He pressed his hands heavily on Li Mei's shoulders, and then gathered the collar of the clothes under Li Mei's chin.

Then, the little boy asked uncertainly: "Are you still cold?"

Li Mei shook her head, afraid that the little boy wouldn't know, so she hurriedly said, "Yes. It's not cold anymore."

"Let's lean together, just sit here for one night. Oh... We've walked for a long time, and I guess it won't have to wait for a long time, and it'll be dawn. Well... By then, it's not too late for us to go."

Li Mei whispered: "Listen to you."

She wanted to wait until they sat down, and she wanted to ask the little boy what his name was and how old he was.

Li Mei had just sat firmly on the ground, her head was dizzy, and then she slowly leaned against the little boy and fell asleep. Her body was really too tired.

The little boy reached out to Li Mei's head and patted it a few times, as if he was comforting, and as if he was confirming whether the little girl's head was firmly leaning on his shoulder.

Then, he pulled off a piece of grass from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet grass juice spread to his throat at the tip of his tongue.

Li Mei, who was sleeping soundly, still maintained her original posture and did not move.

The little boy covered his mouth, yawned a few quietly, slowly leaned his head towards Li Mei, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Without as the little boy expected, the sun in the east slowly rose and shone in this small woods. The sunlight found a gap among the thick leaves and shone in.

The two children leaned on each other, sitting under a big tree, still sleeping. The singing birds and the rich fragrance of flowers did not wake them up.

"Xiaozhi!  ̄Xiaozhi ̄" The anxious call in the distance became louder and louder. The little boy woke up suddenly, pushed Li Mei to wake up, and asked anxiously: "Can you still leave?"

Li Mei made a quick judgment, "Yes."

"Let's go!"

Listening to the sound, they seemed to have come here too.

Li Mei quickly stood up and looked around the ground first. Before she could speak. The little boy said anxiously: "Listen to me, you should hide your clothes quickly. When they found us, you said we had just met and I invited you to join."

Li Mei doesn't want to join that group.

"We can escape them," she said.

Among her abilities is a kind of invisible self with the help of the environment so that they cannot discover them. The most urgent task now is how to cover up the flowers and plants under them. These flowers and plants that have been suppressed by them for a long time and cannot be supported for a while can easily reveal their whereabouts.

Li Mei made a quick judgment and pushed the little boy towards the tree behind her, and she said, "Go up the tree."

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The sad witch felt that Li Mei was a bit like an old cow eating tender grass. Friends, don’t you think so too, right? I’d rather think more...shuh, stop.

Li Mei's biological mother wants to speak: Li Mei is a normal person.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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