Chapter 1931 Pain

The sales manager was stunned for a moment,

"I don't know.

Where is Gu Weiman?

...

Where is Gu Weiman?

At this moment, she herself was confused.

She couldn't open her eyes and it was pitch black again.

She was back to the state of being unable to move at all.

She felt a terrible feeling of being fixed all over.

Gu Weiman shook her body.

She felt that her soul was imprisoned.

She took a deep breath, but her lungs didn't feel anything.

There was no feeling of fullness filled with air, nor was there a feeling of suffocation from lack of oxygen.

What happened?

Gu Weiman was a little panicked.

She sat up suddenly from where she was.

Then there was a dazzling white light in front of her eyes.

Before she could see clearly around her, she felt a sharp pain in her philtrum.

She frowned,

"It hurts! "

This word made her relax, but her heart skipped a beat.

This voice... doesn't sound like hers.

Gu Weimian subconsciously looked at her body.

The first thing she saw was the pair of white and straight legs exposed under the bright yellow skirt, with bright red painted on the toes and a conspicuous red rose tattooed on the ankle.

The moment she saw the red rose, Gu Weimian subconsciously frowned.

In her previous life, because of her gorgeous appearance, many people used red roses to describe her.

In fact, her inner beauty was very beautiful. The flower that Xin hates the most is the red rose.

Before Gu Weimian understood what kind of situation she was in, she was pulled up by a pair of rough hands.

The action was very brutal.

Gu Weimian staggered and almost fell.

She looked up and saw a surging white wave.

Looking up, there was a bloody mouth.

"Hurry up, hurry up, what a rare opportunity, I heard that Huo Yan attaches great importance to this matter. If you miss this opportunity, I don't know when I can show my face in front of Huo Yan in the future. "

Gu Weimian was dragged forward by the middle-aged woman.

There were many people standing on a small hill in the distance.

People were standing side by side, but very quiet. These people were wearing only black and white, and even their hair couldn't be found in a third color.

It looked like they were performing a pantomime together.

A tall man stood in the middle.

Gu Weimian felt a familiar feeling in her heart. Before she could figure it out, she was stuffed into a car and her vision was blocked.

She was not in the mood to care about more.

She looked at the rearview mirror.

It was her in the mirror, but not her.

This was a young face of only sixteen or seventeen years old. Compared with her original face, it was rounder, with single eyelids and a perky nose, and she was naturally cute and adorable.

However... at this moment, this innocent face was very... solemn.

She blinked,

"Where is this? "

The voice was a little weak.

Did she reborn again? This time she was reborn into another person's body?

The woman next to him had an unusually loud voice,

"Gu Weiman's funeral! What's wrong with you? I told you so many times, but you didn't take it seriously and even wore such a skirt to me!"

As she spoke, she tugged at the skirt on Gu Weiman.

The bright yellow color was particularly dazzling in the world with black and white as the background.

Gu Weiman took a deep breath,

"My...Gu Weiman's funeral?"

The middle-aged woman pulled her skirt, and the skirt made a harsh tearing sound in the quiet space.