"The fever has subsided..."

In a daze, he felt someone whispering beside him, his voice heavy and hoarse, and a sigh seemed to be full of endless vicissitudes, strange and familiar.

He tried hard to open his eyes to see what happened, but his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze. He couldn't see clearly no matter how he looked. He wanted to speak, but his throat was as dry as if it had been scorched by fire and could not speak.

He struggled to get up, but was then pressed by the blurred figure.

"Get a good rest, just wake up tomorrow..."

The words were like an unstoppable magic. After hearing this, he suddenly fell into an endless abyss, and all the darkness in front of him became.

When I woke up again, it was already bright.

The first thing I saw was the yellow ceiling, which was so close that it could be reached with a raising hand. If he wanted to get up, he would definitely touch his head if he didn't bow his head and bent down.

Realizing that this was not the past he was familiar with, he held up and looked around the room.

It was very small, about seven or eight square meters, two beds, one big and one small, with double iron windows, and he was sleeping at the upper floor of the bunk bed at this time, no wonder he was so close to the ceiling.

A related memory came to his mind in this double-layer iron rack bed: it was my father who found steel and welded it himself.

A narrow and despicable room, double iron bed, my dad...

Everything is wrong!

"I am, Lin...Lin Jing? I am, the Magic City...Xiangjiang?"

The two memories and dual identities made him panic.

“May 5, 1982, Xiangjiang?”

His gaze touched an old calendar hanging on a wall with some surfaces exposed to cement and sand.

"Traveling?"

These two words pass through your head like a bolt from the blue.

"I've traveled through time?"

Subconsciously, he jumped off the bed, his movements were skillful and smooth, his head was only 0.01 centimeters away from the ceiling, but he did not collide.

"Is this me?"

Picking up a palm-sized mirror covering the only old table in the room, he saw a delicate pretty face appearing in the mirror, the face of a fifteen-six-year-old girl, and long black hair like a waterfall.

However, at this time the girl's face looked a little pale, her expression was even more panicked, and she looked pitiful.

Tick...tick...

The room was quiet, with only the sound of an old-fashioned wall clock hanging on the wall.

When... when... when...

The wall clock suddenly rang, and a loud sound rang seventeen times, at five o'clock in the afternoon.

The girl, who had been sitting on the wall and buried her head in her knees after three or four hours, finally raised her head with a firm look on her face - he, no, now it was her, she had decided to accept everything after the time travel.

Survival or destruction is not a problem for her.

Her current name is Lin Jing, and she has a family of four, father, younger brother and younger sister. She is the eldest daughter. The whole family lives on the seventh floor of the tenth Building, Limushu Estate, which is the so-called government low-rent housing.

My mother passed away due to cancer half a month ago. She was overly sad because of her mother's death. In addition, her health was not good and she fell ill. Unexpectedly, she couldn't afford to get sick and was occupied by "him".

Because she has all the memories of Lin Jing herself, she did not feel unacceptable to this family, who had always been alone in her previous life. Instead, she remembered it and felt a warmth in her heart.

Home is a shelter!

After accepting the reality, Lin Jing quickly took action.

It's five o'clock in the afternoon, and the class is about to end. She took sick leave, but after she recovered from the illness, she could not lie in bed anymore. So after she quickly washed up, she started cooking.

Whether in her past or present life, she is familiar with cooking. Although she is not very good at cooking, she is still proficient in home-cooked meals.

After about half an hour, the rice was already stuffed. The dish was a plate of green vegetables and a plate of white, tender and crispy cucumber roasted tofu.

Just as she put the food on the dining table, then sat down and took a sip of water, she heard the sound of unlocking.

The first person who came in opened the door was a little girl with an old one-shouldered schoolbag carrying a white-washed, oval face, big eyes, and a small ponytail swaying with her steps. It was her sister Lin Si, who was ten years old this year and was studying at Limushu Catholic Primary School.

"Little sister, I'm back." Lin Jing said skillfully. She naturally has a close heart to any member of this family.

She would not feel strange, nor would there be any barriers, as if she was just her. She understood that this was the result of the complete integration of the memories of the two.

"Sister, you're getting up. Have you recovered?" Lin Si felt joy on her face and walked up quickly when she saw that it was Lin Jing.

"What do you think?"

"Ah, I smell the fragrance." Lin Si did not answer immediately. Instead, the cute little Qiongjiu sniffed and said in surprise, "I have the strength to cook, it must be fine."

As she said that, she was still young and asked Lin Jing to bend down, then touch Lin Jing's forehead with her hands, feeling the coldness: "Dad must be happy to know, but he may have to work overtime tonight and can't rush back to have dinner with us."

Their father, Lin Liwei, is a name of a large number of people. At this time, Xiangjiang was even more ordinary, a dragon and tiger martial artist. It is not only hard to be a dragon and tiger martial artist, but also has no free time. Everything has to follow the crew. Overtime is common, and there is almost no schedule for work and work.

In fact, Lin Liwei mentioned it last night about overtime, but Lin Jing was still in a drowsy at that time and didn’t know.

Lin Jing nodded, without saying much, just put the washed dishes and chopsticks on it.

Calculate the time, my younger brother Lin Yan is almost home.

"Sister, little sister, I'm back." As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open and a boy walked in.

The boy was about fourteen or five years old, 1.5 or six meters tall, with a pretty face and a little weaker appearance.

"Lin Yan, are you fighting with someone again?"

Before Lin Jing could speak, her sister Lin Si was the first to discover the bruises and swelling on the boy's face, and then she spoke angrily.

"What's the fight again? I was hit by the ball while playing football." Lin Yan was obviously guilty because his sister hit the words, and touched his red nose, but he didn't want to lose, so he had to hesitate and answered.

"Oh, it's really red and swollen, as beautiful as peaches and plums." Lin Si sneered, "I just don't know if it's as beautiful as wine and cheese when it's ulcer. It's so life-that people look forward to it?"

Although she is a sister who is several years younger than her, she never is polite to her brother. It is common to call her name by herself.

This is mainly because Lin Yan, the "second brother", does not have a good role model, has poor academic performance, is at the end of a crane at school, is short, but likes to fight, and because of his small size, he is often beaten to the point of being blue and swollen.

Originally, it was nothing if the grades were shorter, but this person was afraid of comparison, but he had a devastatingly outstanding sister above him.

Although Lin Jing is a girl, she is one head taller than him, and her academic performance is even more important. The famous academic master in the school has always been very proud of the grade group, which makes it difficult for his peers to match. Moreover, he is also extremely outstanding in art and music.

He is a sensible figure in learning at school, and at home, he is also the greatest helper of his father Lin Liwei. When his mother was sick, his father worked hard every day to earn money to help his mother with illness, so the burden of taking care of his mother's younger brothers and sisters fell on her. She gritted her teeth and took care of everything at home in an orderly manner.

With a genius sister like her sister, the "second brother" who caused trouble naturally became rubble and had no prestige in front of her sister. Moreover, her sister has always been a good girl and her academic performance is one of the best.

Seeing that the brother-sister enemies were about to start endless "fights" again, Lin Jing said angrily: "Okay, okay, Lin Yan, I believe you were hit by football. Wash your hands and come to have a meal. Also, Lin Si, you are going to have a meal, don't just talk, that won't fill your stomach."

After dinner, the three siblings worked together to clean up.
Chapter completed!