Chapter 1791 She Is Afraid of Fire

Carefree and happy, her temper gradually improved, she was no longer anxious, no longer violent, and became a gentle and lovely little lady. She suddenly realized one thing, that the anxiety, violence, and trickiness in the past were just to attract the attention of those indifferent people, just like the only way for an ignorant child to attract the attention of adults is to cry loudly.

The good times did not last long, she was destined to be evil, happiness was always so far away from her, even if fate took the wrong path, occasionally favored her with a little good luck, and when fate came to its senses, it took this favor away again, and a fire completely changed her life.

Ye Chu stroked her face, the scorching temperature seemed to still be on her cheeks, the photo of her when she was eight years old was nothing like the little girl in the dream, only a pair of big black eyes, like the little girl in the dream, but why, the pain was so clear.

That day, she was trapped in a fire. The flames rolled onto her clothes and burned them. She rolled over in pain, crying for her nanny and her mother. As soon as she opened her mouth, she was choked by a puff of smoke. She lay on the ground and patted the flames on her body with her miserable hands. Then she heard a familiar voice.

Emma...Emma...

Her mother was outside shouting her name frantically. She wanted to respond with tears. Her whole body was on fire. The flames spread to her hair and soon burned her hair, climbed up her face and her eyes. She covered her face and screamed, her hands were bloody.

The skin on her face was gradually burned red by the flames. She crawled towards the door with difficulty like a little fireman, but she couldn't shout a word. Then the door was hit open by something. She couldn't see anything, but she heard the voices of a man and a woman, Mommy and a familiar male voice, her adoptive father.

They broke in, and my mother rushed over, but she couldn't put out the fire on her body. My adoptive father took a basin of water and poured it on her, extinguishing the flames that were entangled in her deep mountains. Her body was burned beyond recognition.

Mommy burst into tears, and another flame rushed over and knocked people over. Mom blocked the flames with her back.

The house, which had been burning for a long time, finally couldn't resist the entanglement of the raging fire and issued a warning of collapse. My adoptive father picked her up, and just as he walked to the door, the eaves collapsed. My mother stretched out her hand to push my adoptive father and her out of the door. A burning pillar fell down, separating each other, and also separating life and death and yin and yang.

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Yechu shivered, and the little gentleman Mu Yuan turned off the air conditioner, "Cold?"

"Yeah." She rolled herself up into a small shrimp with sore eyes, facing Mu Yuan with her back, grabbing the blanket wrapped around her body. Is this her memory, or the memory of Xiao Yuanlian, or the memory she witnessed from the beginning as a bystander? She was just trying to trick her nanny, and she ran away like she saw a ghost. Is this memory hers?

The dreams that came one after another almost connected to her entire childhood. In the dream, she was burned, and her legs, face, and hands were all burned beyond recognition. Her beautiful black hair was burned, and her once beautiful round face was ugly like a monster. But she woke up on the boat, with short hair, and she was completely new, with some scars and skin color differences.

But it is normal for people who live on the sea to have skin color differences. If you often blow the sea breeze, your skin will be darker. If you don’t get the sea breeze, your skin will be whiter.