Chapter 1791

Carefree, very happy, her temper gradually became better, no longer anxious, no longer violent, and became a gentle and lovely little lady. She suddenly understood that the anxiety, violence and trickery in the past were just to arouse the slightest idea of those indifferent people, just like an ignorant child, the only way to arouse the idea of adults was to cry.

The good times didn't last long. She was destined to be evil, and happiness was always so far away from her. Even if fate went the wrong way, she occasionally took care of a little good luck for her. When fate came back, she took away this care again. A fire completely changed her life.

At the beginning of the night, she stroked her face, and the hot temperature seemed to be still on her cheeks. The picture of her at the age of eight was not the same as the little girl in her dream. Only her black and big eyes were like the little girl in her dream, but why was the pain so clear.

That day, she was trapped in the fire, and the tongue of fire rolled onto her clothes and burned. She rolled in pain, crying for nanny and mother, and choked on a stream of smoke with her mouth. She lay on the ground, patted the tongue of fire with her miserable hands, and then heard a familiar sound.

Emma……Emma……

Her mother shouted her name crazily outside, and she wanted to respond with tears. She was all on fire, and the tongue of fire ran into her hair. Soon, it burned her hair and climbed onto her face, her eyes. She covered her face and screamed, and her hands were bloody.

The skin on her face was gradually red with fire. She was like a little fireman climbing hard to the door, but she couldn't shout a word. Then the door was knocked open by something, and she couldn't see anything, but she heard the voice of a man and a woman, mommy and the familiar male voice, her adoptive father.

They rushed in. My mother rushed over and couldn't put out the fire on her body. My adoptive father took a basin of water and splashed it on her, watering out the flames that entangled her deep in the mountain. Her body was burned beyond recognition.

Mommy's face was full of tears, and a flame came again, overturning the person. Mommy blocked the flame with her back.

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

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Shivering at the beginning of the night, the little gentleman Mu yuan turned off the air conditioner, "cold?"

"Well." With sour eyes, she rolled herself into a shrimp, turned her back to Mu yuan, and grabbed the blanket wrapped around her. Is this her memory, the memory of her small round face, or the memory she witnessed from the beginning as a bystander? She was just cheating the nanny. She ran away as if she had seen a ghost. Is this memory hers?

Successive dreams almost connected to her complete childhood. In the dream, she was burned, her legs, face and hands were completely burned beyond recognition, and her beautiful dark hair was burned up. Her once beautiful round face was ugly like a monster. But she woke up on the boat with short hair. She had a new look, with some scars and skin color difference.

However, it is normal for people living on the sea to have color differences in their skin. If the sea breeze blows often, their skin will be easy to be black, and where the sea breeze cannot blow, their skin will be white.