After wearing the mirror, she became her patron saint

"Is she still like that?"

"Well, I still don't eat much."

"Just staring at that broken mirror?"

"Yes, sometimes I don't even sleep at all."

"What does that mirror mean to Lulu? It makes her pay so much attention to her own body."

Mr. Jiang sighed, looking worriedly at the people inside through the small window on the door of the ward.

The white and clean ward looked quiet and comfortable, and there was a young girl sitting on the only bed.

The girl has long hair and black face, delicate and beautiful, peach blossom eyes with deep black pupils, at first glance it looks like black mercury wrapped in white mercury, black and white are distinct, transparent and beautiful, making her look like the most outstanding doll in the hands of God, so good to see Like a real person.

But at this moment, the girl didn't have any expression on her face. She leaned lightly on the bed, staring straight at the small mirror in her hand.

It's as if she really became a puppet, and doesn't care about the external situation at all.

The soft morning sunlight in spring came in through the transparent glass window of the ward, and also fell on the small mirror in the girl's hand.

I see.

The once gentle and beautiful mirror was now split into two halves from the middle, and even the beautiful mahogany carved with complicated patterns on the edge was smashed and became incomplete.

Jiang Weilu looked down, and her beautiful and delicate face was reflected on the mirror, and the mirror that was broken in half looked sad and weird.

The old butler followed Mr. Jiang's gaze, looked at Jiang Weilu who was concentrating on the mirror in the room, and sighed distressedly.

"I heard from Master Jiang Ming that this mirror seems to be a relic of her mother. It probably carries the child's thoughts, so it is so important."

"But……"

Hearing this sentence, Mr. Jiang was a little puzzled.

"Lulu probably hasn't seen her mother, has she?"

When did such a deep relationship begin?

The old butler shook his head.

"I don't know about that, master, I just know that this mirror is very important to children, otherwise they wouldn't be so lost."

With that said, the old butler sighed.

"Fortunately, Lao Li and Shen Yang are looking for mirror repair masters all over the world. Lulu is not as excited as before."

The time now is the beginning of spring and everything is recovering, and it has been a month since the original air crash.

After Jiang Weilu was out of danger, he was transferred from the original place to the Jiang family's private hospital in Kyoto, where he is slowly recuperating.

Although the time has not passed too long, and it is not enough for Jiang Weilu to recover completely, but he has somewhat recovered, and now he can at least walk around in the ground.

During the period, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Li, and the old butler all visited several times, and they were very worried.

Shen Yang, who was far away, came to visit countless times, after all, this matter was still caused by her.

The more she felt sorry for Jiang Weilu, the more guilty she felt.

Especially when Jiang Weilu first woke up, it was when she was in the worst state.

When she saw the mirror shattered in half, she collapsed on the spot. After that, she was only thinking about fixing the mirror, and she didn't even eat.

Seeing her like this, Shen Yang and Mr. Li were heartbroken, so they went to find someone to fix the mirror without saying a word.

Try to find the best master, and repair Jiang Weilu's small mirror to its original state.

Because of this, after hearing the news that the two elders went to find the mirror repairer for themselves, Jiang Weilu's condition improved and gradually calmed down.

Although she is still a little depressed, at least she can start to comfort those who care about her.

And she knew it was useless to be anxious, there was only one thing she could do now, and that was to wait.

So she just waited quietly.

It's just that while waiting, I spend more and more time staring at the mirror in a daze.

Just occasionally forget to eat, and occasionally forget to sleep.

Mr. Jiang was still a little worried, and looked at Jiang Weilu inside with some worry.

"I hope Lulu will feel better after the mirror is repaired."

The old butler nodded upon hearing this.

"You're not in good health either, you'd better go back and rest first, I'll be here with Lulu."

"Ah."

Mr. Jiang responded lightly, looked at Jiang Weilu a few more times, and then turned and left.

But luckily.

After this day passed, Jiang Weilu's state did not last long.

In the morning three days later, when the sun was just rising.

Mr. Li, who has always been in a hurry, slapped open the door of Jiang Weilu's ward.

Standing at the door, he began to shout loudly.

"Lulu, get up! I've found a mirror repairer for you!"

As he spoke, he dragged and tugged, pulling the collar of the person behind him to bring him in.

The old man yelled so loudly that he almost scared the egg tart out of the hand of the old housekeeper who was trying to persuade Jiang Weilu to eat.

Looking back at old man Li at the door with a worried face, he wanted him to keep his voice down.

But didn't think so.

Jiang Weilu on the bed reacted faster after hearing Mr. Li's words.

Almost at the moment when she finished speaking, she lifted the quilt with a whoosh, got out of bed, and wanted to rush over there.

The person who has been decadent and lifeless for a long time finally has light in his eyes.

"Really, really, Grandpa Li?"

Seeing her impatient, Mr. Li was also taken aback.

Immediately, he loosened the collar in his hand, and hurriedly went to help the river with the old housekeeper, and said comfortingly.

"Hey, slow down, when did your Grandpa Li lie to you?"

As he spoke, he raised his free hand and pointed at the person behind him.

"Here, it's him, the best craftsman, he can definitely fix it for you."

Hearing this, Jiang Weilu immediately looked over expectantly.

The person who entered was a short little old man, dressed in plain clothes and with scraggly hair, looking very unkempt.

At first glance, he looks like some kind of expert, but on closer inspection, he looks more like an old man walking birds and beating dogs at the door.

However, Jiang Weilu still trusted him, given that it was Mr. Li who had worked so hard to find him.

Or rather, she wanted to try whatever hope she had now.

So Jiang Weilu looked hopefully at the sloppy veteran craftsman in front of him, and asked politely but timidly.

"Can you fix my mirror, please?"

The short old man was dragged all the way by Mr. Li, his collar got stuck in his throat and he rolled his eyes. Now he finally regained his breath.

Sighed.

"Bring it to me and have a look."

Hearing these words, Jiang Weilu cautiously held the broken mirror in both hands and handed it over.

Move carefully, for fear of falling and bumping into a little bit.

The veteran craftsman took it and looked at it carefully with bright eyes.

Jiang Weilu just stood aside and watched nervously, not even daring to breathe heavily.

Finally, after a while, the veteran craftsman raised his head under Jiang Weilu's nervous gaze.

"It's hard to reunite a broken mirror, but at this level, it's not impossible to save."

Two years later.

Early September, end of summer.

Jiang Weilu's seventh month.

The climate is still hot, but with the passage of time, it has gradually moved away from midsummer, and it is no longer so hot and uncomfortable.

Even at night when the wind is blowing, it will make people feel a little cool.

now.

It was when the night was dark, and the breeze came in through the window with a gap, and the light gauze bed material was rolled up and danced lightly together.

The low-key and luxurious bedroom is shrouded in the faint moonlight, making it look a little deserted.

In the middle of the night, the room was quiet and silent, without any sound.

But after a while, a slight sound suddenly came from the bed in the bedroom.

I followed the sound and looked up, and found that the person on the bed was sleeping extremely unsteadily, making some noises.

It was a girl with a good figure and a delicate and beautiful face. Her long, soft hair was scattered on the pillow, shaking slightly with her restless head in deep sleep.

Under the bright moonlight, one can vaguely see her tense face, her tightly closed eyes, and her forehead dripping with cold sweat.

Still whispering softly in his mouth.

"No, no."

It seems to be doing some kind of nightmare.

That's exactly what happened.

The person in the bed is falling into her worst nightmare.

In the dream, she went back to the accident two years ago again. She was sitting on the plane, sinking rapidly and unable to recover.

But soon, she hit the ground hard as the plane fell, like raindrops falling from dust, so fragile that it almost fell apart.

Then, a person appeared in front of her eyes.

She couldn't see that person's face clearly, nor could she hear that person's voice clearly.

But she knew that this person was very gentle, it seemed that once she came, she no longer had to be afraid.

But at the moment when she was extremely happy, suddenly, a wolf rushed from the side, tearing the person in front of her to pieces.

Blood gushed away and splashed all over his face, and his heart was piercingly sad.

"do not want!"

In her dream, she growled.

Even this kind of sadness and fear was connected to reality, causing the person on the bed to exclaim.

Swish!

Jiang Weilu opened his eyes and sat up suddenly from the bed.

She panted heavily in the dark, cold sweat streaming down her cheeks.

The heart in the chest was beating wildly, full of fear and palpitations.

Jiang Weilu knew clearly and even proficiently that she dreamed about that plane crash again.

This isn't the first time, and probably won't be the last.

Most of the dream scenes are also similar, and will end with the disappearance of the sister, and then she will suddenly wake up.

Jiang Weilu raised her hands to cover her face, she didn't cry, but she was in so much pain that she couldn't help herself.

She is a long time coming of age.

She wants to tell her sister that she is no longer a crybaby, so will her sister come back to her?

She and her sister still have an agreement that has not been fulfilled, why hasn't her sister come back to find her?

Why have two years passed, and my sister still hasn't come back.

Jiang Weilu stretched out her hand to touch the small mirror on the bedside, and it felt as cold as her heart.

The mirror has been restored by the old craftsman, and it has long been intact, and there is not even a trace of brokenness.

But Jiang Weilu knew that if it was broken, it would be broken.

So she wasn't sure if her sister would come back.

That's why I'm so anxious and scared.

So she could only comfort herself that it took three years for her sister to come back last time, and this time it might just be a little longer.

Jiang Weilu lowered her eyes and looked over, but there was still no one she had missed for a long time in the mirror, so she could only put down the mirror in disappointment.

She lay back on the bed again, opening her eyes and looking at the darkness above her head.

Time passed for a long time, but I couldn't fall asleep.

The scenes in the dream, as well as the scenes from the past, are endlessly repeated in front of my eyes. The two phases are intertwined like an impenetrable net, capturing Jiang Weilu.

She is a trapped beast left in the past. If that person doesn't come back, she won't be able to get out.

Then lay dry for a while, still unable to fall asleep.

Jiang Weilu simply sat up again, bent down and reached out, skillfully opened the first floor of the bedside table.

The slender fingertips touched the medicine bottle and poured one into his mouth.

Now I can sleep well.

Jiang Weilu lay back on the bed and closed his eyes.

Even with constant nightmares.

She also wanted to see her again.

Time passed quickly and came the next morning.

Jiang Weilu was woken up by the housekeeper who came up to wake her up for breakfast.

Ever since Jiang Wei's revelation two years ago, Mr. Jiang loved her even more, so he simply let her stay with him in Jiang's old house, so he didn't have to go back to Jiang Ming's place.

At this moment, Mr. Jiang was sitting at the dining table looking at Jiang Weilu who was going downstairs with loving eyes.

He knew that Jiang Weilu had not been able to get out of the shadow after the disaster, but at the same time, he also felt that the child valued the mirror so much, he was really a person who valued emotions.

He knew that Jiang Weilu was actually very good at disguising himself.

But he also knew that Jiang Weilu would be kind to the people he cared about.

He knew even more that this kid was crazy in his bones.

Calm, but crazy, very much like himself back then.

Having been together day and night all these years, Mr. Jiang is extremely satisfied with Jiang Weilu.

Soon, Jiang Weilu walked down the stairs to the dining table, and politely greeted Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang nodded, looked at her and asked in a gentle voice.

"Have you packed your things, Lulu? You just started your third year of high school today. Do you want to go early?"

Two years have passed since the original incident and Shu Mengli's departure.

No matter what's going on inside, at least on the surface Jiang Weilu has come out.

Hearing Grandpa's question, a gentle smile hung on the corner of her lips.

"Everything is packed, Grandpa, I'll go there after breakfast."

"Ah."

Mr. Jiang nodded, "That's good."

Breakfast time passed quickly, Jiang Weilu talked with his grandfather for a while, then got up and went to school.

Just like in elementary school and junior high school, Jiang Weilu, the wealthy young lady, still attends the best aristocratic school.

It's just that occasionally there will be some families who sponsor poor students and rely on their good grades to study in this school, just like Song Zhi and Shen Yang back then.

But these have nothing to do with Jiang Weilu for the time being, and she is not in the mood to care about them.

With a bag in his hand, Jiang Weilu walked into his new class in his senior year of high school without expression or emotion.

At that time, the house was not too noisy, some rich kids who came earlier were greeting each other.

The moment Jiang Weilu stepped into the door of the class, everyone in the classroom fell silent in unison, and all eyes fell on her.

Some were excited, some were delighted, and some wanted to flatter her, but due to the girl's status, no one dared to come up and talk to her for a while.

Jiang Weilu has long been used to other people's stares and gazes, and she has no fluctuations in this. No one disturbs her, but she is pure.

But just when such thoughts fell, two shouts appeared behind him.

"Jiang Weilu!"

"Jiang Weilu."

The two voices of different timbres overlapped together, and it was vaguely unclear who it was.

Jiang Weilu subconsciously turned around and looked back, his face turned black in an instant.

Li Yunmu's expression was joyful: "It's really you!"

Song Mi's face was cold: "It's really you."

The tacit understanding again made the two people who spoke turn their heads to look at each other in doubt, and said in unison again.

"You know her too?"

However, Jiang Weilu didn't want to chat with these two, and saw them turn around and leave, with two large characters written on their backs, bad luck!

Song Mi saw that Jiang Weilu had already run away from the corner of his eyes, and immediately wanted to chase after him.

hateful!I didn't expect that after several years, this guy is still so attractive!

However, at the moment when she was about to leave, she was stopped by Li Yunmu beside her.

Song Mi looked back, Li Yunmu looked excited.

"You have a grudge against her too?"

Song Mi raised his eyebrows.

"also?"

Li Yunmu shrugged.

"I also have a grudge against her, but with all due respect, you may not be able to fight her. I think we need to join forces."

These words caught her ears, and Song Mi didn't even bother to look for Jiang Weilu. She frowned and looked at the stranger beside her, and grabbed her wrist.

With a paralyzed face, he felt that he was being ridiculed, and he sneered with emotion rarely.

"How do you know I can't beat her!"

"Nonsense, she dared to blow up her father's mouth when she was ten years old, what were you doing when you were ten..."

While speaking, Li Yunmu's words suddenly stopped, she looked at the beautiful girl in front of her and blinked blankly.

What are you doing!Didn't they unanimously confront Jiang Weilu?

Why are you so hostile to me all of a sudden!

In short, no matter whether the two join forces or not, Jiang Weilu has no interest in them at all.

She doesn't care about anyone's life, she only wants to be comfortable in Mengli.

But no matter how indifferent Jiang Weilu was, he couldn't resist the enthusiasm inherited from Li Yunmu's ancestors and Song Mi's thick skin.

Li Yunmu worshiped her insidiously since childhood, while Song Mi was not convinced by her, and Shen Yang asked her to help take care of Jiang Weilu.

The two of them rubbed against her when they had nothing to do, which made people lose their temper.

So Jiang Weilu didn't do anything else for a month after school started, and Jiang Weilu actually avoided the two brown candies.

That same day after school, Jiang Weilu slipped away quietly through the back door of the classroom in order to avoid the two of them.

But she didn't think about it, and when she reached the stairs, there was a shout behind her.

"Jiang Weilu!"

Jiang Weilu was helpless, no matter where she went, people would bother her.

Looking back impatiently, he was quite surprised.

"Jiang Yuxi?"

It turned out to be the cheap sister she hadn't seen for a long time, why did she come to find herself?

Oh, by the way, she is two years younger than herself, so she should be promoted this year.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuxi also walked up to Jiang Weilu.

The person I haven't seen for a long time has grown up with age, and there is a faint shadow of willow on his face.

Now he walked in front of Shu Meng with a slightly serious expression.

"It's really not easy to meet you."

Jiang Weilu raised his eyebrows.

"Say something."

"you!"

Seeing her unceremonious attitude, Jiang Yuxi was a little annoyed, and wanted to say something, but finally held back.

Jiang Yuxi took a deep breath, looked up at Jiang Weilu, her expression was more serious than before.

"I want to talk to you about Jiang Ming."

Jiang Ming?

Now I don't call him father, I just call him Jiang Ming.

Jiang Weilu noticed the change in her attitude and asked casually.

"about what?"

Jiang Yuxi stared at her closely.

"A lot, a lot, about the kidnapping, about his character, about what he wants to do."

Jiang Weilu could answer every question he asked.

But why did she tell Jiang Yuxi?

After being thrown into the kidnapping by himself, this person should have sensed that something was wrong with Jiang Ming. Perhaps he had found something over the years, so he came to him.

Maybe Jiang Weilu was in the mood to play with her a few years ago, but now she doesn't want to do anything.

Jiang Yuxi understood this meaning from Jiang Weilu's expression, and she gritted her teeth.

"Don't you want to know what Jiang Ming used you to do back then? What was he doing for it?"

I know a little more or less, but I'm not interested for now.

After confirming that Jiang Yuxi didn't care about what she said, Jiang Weilu turned and left.

Jiang Yuxi was so angry when she saw the back of her leaving without mercy.

This person will always be like this. Since that year, she has become better than her, and since then she has never been able to catch up with her, nor has she looked down on her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuxi hated and annoyed, and finally couldn't help it.

"Jiang Weilu, you are such a weirdo! No one is proud and conceited! Every time you hurt you, you are beaming, and you go crazy like a crazy person when you have nothing to do..."

Hearing Jiang Yuxi's words, Jiang Weilu shook her head, thinking she was such an idiot.

It's just because of her words that she inevitably thinks of that person, and subconsciously smiles on the corners of her lips.

She was beaming every time she was bullied, of course it was because her sister was by her side every time she was bullied.

every time.

every time?

every time!

Yes, every time!

Jiang Weilu's footsteps suddenly stopped, her eyes flickered, and a bright light burst out, as if she had thought of something.

Then the brain kicked into high gear.

Yes, it seems every time.

Every time, as long as I am being bullied, or at an important moment in my life, my sister will inevitably appear.

The first time, she was locked in the basement by her stepmother.

The second time, she was exiled to Pear Town.

……

The fifth time is Grandpa's birthday.

……

Most recently, she was involved in a plane crash.

Every time I get hurt or encounter important things, my sister will appear by my side.

Then, after the event is over, it will disappear.

Is that so?

Will it really be like this!

Because of the speculation that came to his mind, Jiang Weilu's eyes burst out with joy and nervousness.

If so, what should she do to see her sister right away?

It seems that nothing important has happened recently.

It's just that if this guess is correct, why didn't my sister show up at my coming-of-age ceremony?

Forget it.

do not care.

Whether it is true or not, you will know if you try it.

want to see her.

Want to see her now.

Crazy to see her.

The thoughts springing up in my heart are like monsters, trying to devour people.

She couldn't wait for a moment.

Jiang Weilu cast his eyes on the deep steps below him, then closed his eyes gently, and let his body fall down.

sister.

I really miss you.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the mirror.

Shu Mengli had just returned home from the hospital.

Her body was still a little weak, but she recovered a little after lying in the hospital for three days.

In addition, I had to recuperate in the hospital at dusk, and now I can move at least.

Originally, Hao Wei and Jiang Xin did not agree that Shu Mengli would go home, but she knew that even if she stayed in the hospital, it would be of no use. This injury directly affects the soul, so it cannot be detected.

That being the case, it is better to go home to recuperate in the hospital.

Besides, she has to go back tonight to see if she can still travel to Lulu's side.

Hao Wei and Jiang Xin couldn't get Shu Mengli out of their way, so they had to send her home together in the end.

Hao Wei even wanted to stay and take care of Shu Mengli, but she was forcefully persuaded to leave in the end.

After everyone left, the room fell into complete silence.

It was dark outside the window, but warm and bright inside.

Shu Mengli sat quietly on the bed and did nothing, just staring at the full-length mirror in front of her.

I was so nervous that I was a little scared.

Afraid that twelve o'clock will come.

I'm afraid the mirror won't shine.

I am afraid that I will never be able to cross the past again.

But under the fear, there are all kinds of expectations, hoping to meet the person on the other side of the mirror again.

In such a conflicted and complicated heart, finally, midnight came.

Jingle.

The hour hand and the minute hand meet and make a soft sound.

Shu Mengli sat up straight, her eyes fixed on the mirror next to the bed.

Under Shu Mengli's gaze, the beautiful carved mirror shone brightly in front of her eyes.

The light was very weak, and it was no longer as firm and vigorous as before, just like the light from the full moon became the light of a firefly, it was weaker by more than one degree.

Shu Mengli knew that this was probably because Jiang Weilu's small mirror was broken in the last air crash.

But no matter what, after all, the mirror lit up this time.

This also means that she may still be able to travel to Jiang Weilu's side.

Shu Mengli was so excited that she couldn't wait to stretch out her hand to the mirror.

At that moment, it was like touching the surface of a cold and moist lake.

Shu Mengli's fingertips touched the ice-blue mirror, and then passed through.

The author has something to say: I can't wait to become an octopus and code eight hundred chapters, so that they can immediately achieve a positive result

But the fact is that I can only write [-] words a day_(:з」∠)_