Fighting is broken, but the heroine script

Leaning against the window, Yao Wan couldn't help but prop up her chin, raised her pale golden eyes and stared out the window, with a trace of dreamy trance in her eyes.

Then she couldn't help but shift her sight to the classroom. The boys and girls talking and laughing in the classroom always made her feel more absurd - is she really back?

Is she really not dreaming?

Even Yao Wan couldn't help but wonder if she had some hallucinations.

After all, she's back this time... Why don't you let her change back? It made her so embarrassed when she was washing up today. The underwear was fine, and the original one was not unwearable, but what about the top? Her cup size was obviously not the type that could be worn without a bra.

In desperation, she could only take a pair of her mother's for the time being... But it wasn't her own thing, so it wasn't very comfortable to wear.

Fortunately, although she didn't change back, from the reactions of her sister and classmates, it can be seen that the fact that she is a girl seems to have been confirmed in their subconscious for a long time, which saves the most troublesome and headache-inducing things.

Otherwise, Yao Wan dared not even think about how much turmoil it would cause.

In addition, she also tried it secretly, and her cultivation and soul realm seemed to disappear.

It was as if everything she experienced on the Douqi Continent was just a dream.

But only she knew that it was not a dream.

What about Xiao Yan? What about Xiao Yan?

Yao Wan couldn't help but subconsciously worry.

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On a pedestrian street with many tourists, a young man in a dark suit walked through the antique bluestone road under the slightly surprised eyes of others.

After all, places like this are now full of ancient costume photography, and there are also spontaneously organized ancient costume shows from time to time. Although there are not many men who do this, it is not rare. It is not unique in the world today, so passers-by just look at it a few more times out of curiosity.

Am I back?

Feeling the eyes focused on him, Xiao Yan was not uncomfortable, but he couldn't help frowning. He just came back like this?

It's just that he came back... Why do I always feel that everything in front of me has become a little different after coming back.

Then, Xiao Yan heard a small noise coming from not far away. Xiao Yan raised his eyes and saw a few girls wearing ancient costumes but still modern clothes inside, talking and laughing as they walked over from the riverside path.

Xiao Yan was not hiding, so he was naturally seen by them. One of the girls shouted, "Wow, look, what rare men's clothes, and so handsome!"

When Xiao Yan heard this, he probably guessed that it was bad. He turned around and wanted to leave, but he was caught up by the girls with shining eyes like sheep being stared at by wolves.

"Hey, handsome guy, don't leave in a hurry? Your clothes are nice. Which store made them? Can we take a photo together?"

Seeing the group of beautiful girls surrounding him, Xiao Yan couldn't help but sigh, knowing that he would definitely not be able to escape.

But since he couldn't run away, Xiao Yan still responded reluctantly based on his memory that had been sealed for who knows how long: "Well... OK?"

After taking a group photo with each of the girls in front of him, Xiao Yan didn't know what kind of identity he would create in their circle of friends. When he was about to leave, he was stopped by one of them: "Handsome guy, why don't you add a V and make an appointment later?"

The other girls who didn't have time to make a move could only shout at their companions' cunning in their hearts.

However, what was Xiao Yan's slightly confused expression? What was this thing that appeared after he was gone? And the mobile phones in their hands seemed to have changed a lot... When did he return?

"Forget it..."

Xiao Yan didn't want to chat up the little girl at this time. It wasn't Wan'er...

But he had some things to figure out.

"Is that so... Hey, we are from Qingzhufang next door. If you are interested, you can come and have a look."

"Qingzhuju?"

Xiao Yan subconsciously looked at the store on the riverside path. He had some plans in mind. No matter what, it would be better to find a place to figure out what the current situation is.

So after finally getting rid of these overly enthusiastic girls, Xiao Yan walked into the antique shop not far away.

The antique shop was not small, about the size of a restaurant. There was a very cute girl sitting at the front desk. She looked like she was only in her early teens. She looked down at a thing that should be called a handheld computer in Xiao Yan's memory.

Xiao Yan looked at this cute little girl curiously, and the girl couldn't help but raise her head when she heard the footsteps of the person coming, and then she saw Xiao Yan.

"Hello, why are you alone in the store? Where are the others?"

For some reason, Xiao Yan felt that the girl in front of him was somewhat similar to Wan'er, and he felt a good impression of her and couldn't help but say.

"Mom will be back soon. My brother who helped me today is busy and can't come."

Perhaps because of Xiao Yan's appearance, the girl also has a good impression of Xiao Yan, and said.

"Is that so...what are you playing with, little sister?"

"This is my sister's tablet."

"My sister's tablet?"

Xiao Yan only felt that there were some vague impressions in his memory, but not much, but the cover of the screen caught Xiao Yan's attention. The wallpaper on the main page of the screen was a photo of a 17 or 18-year-old young girl and the girl in front of him. Xiao Yan didn't know much about the girl in front of him, but he was already familiar with the young girl on the wallpaper.

"Is this person your sister?"

Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes and asked.

"Yes, very beautiful, right? I heard that many people in school like your sister."

The girl didn't hear Xiao Yan's surprise, but smiled and asked back, causing Xiao Yan to sigh in silence at the wonder of the so-called destiny.

In this life, he even came back here? ... Even to Wan'er's side?

"Yes... She is a very beautiful girl, and she should be a very good person at heart."

Xiao Yan didn't think much about it, but just felt that reincarnation was wonderful. Even here, he could see his beloved again, which was a blessing.

"Yeah...sister is very nice to me."

The girl said with a smile, and she also opened up to Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan was naturally curious about what kind of person Wan'er was in this world, and naturally he had the patience to listen to the girl's still somewhat awkward story.

In fact, it was not a very nutritious past, but just a tower accumulated from ordinary daily life, but Xiao Yan also understood that ordinary daily life was naturally a magnificent distance from life and death, and they belonged to two parallel lines that would never touch.

Anyway, when I have nothing to do, it seems not bad to occasionally listen to another Wan'er's past.

After a while, footsteps came from outside the door, and a woman with wrinkles on her face walked into Qingzhuju.

"Mom!"

"Well...are you obedient? Is anyone coming?"

"I took you for a physical examination this morning, and I told you to escape for a long time. You will go back to school after lunch."

As soon as the wrinkled woman finished speaking, she raised her eyes and saw the young man sitting with her daughter in a delicate black suit.

"There are customers."

"Big brother, that's my mother, and she's the store manager here."

"Does the customer need to order anything?"

The store manager looked Xiao Yan up and down, his eyes full of curiosity. After all, he was in this business, so he could tell at a glance that Xiao Yan's clothes were extraordinary, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

Xiao Yan shook his head: "No, I just got separated from my friends, and I'm looking for a place to sit here for a while."

"It's okay, there are many customers here on weekdays, just sit down."

The store manager nodded, then turned around and poured a glass of water for Xiao Yan: "Come, drink some water."

"Thank you."

Xiao Yan took the store manager's paper cup.

He unconsciously had an inexplicable impulse in his heart, and wanted to take the initiative to ask the little sister's sister whether the store manager's daughter was really Wan'er.

But this idea was quickly extinguished by Xiao Yan himself.

After all, such an idea was too presumptuous. What if it was just someone else who seemed to be true? Or what if it was Wan'er who simply lived a dull life and never remembered her?

Even if it was really Wan'er, if she didn't remember him, Xiao Yan didn't want to disturb her life.

But Xiao Yan still had a little expectation in his heart.

... He wanted to see what she would look like living here.

After a long time, the sun gradually set, and there were more and more pedestrians on the road. Many young men and women came to the store, but most of the men were photographers who walked together.

Xiao Yan sat aside and watched the sky gradually dim.

Although he didn't say a word from beginning to end and never disturbed others, his unique temperament and appearance did attract the attention of many people.

Not long after, the cute girl came back with a schoolbag.

"Big brother, do you want to eat fruit?"

"I'm not hungry."

Xiao Yan shook his head. This was the truth. Although there was no response to the operation of the technique, he did not feel hungry as when his cultivation was still low.

"How can that be? My sister said that people are made of iron and food is made of steel. If you don't eat for a meal, you will be hungry."

As she said this, the girl stuffed a nectarine into Xiao Yan's hand.

Xiao Yan smiled and played with the fruit in his hand that exuded an alluring fragrance. This was in line with Wan'er's casual and free style.

Then Xiao Yan heard a familiar sound of footsteps.

"--Mom? I'm back. Why is the key to the house gone? Who took it away? I can't go back..."

Familiar face, familiar voice, familiar tone.

In short, everything was very familiar, and the intimacy relaxed Xiao Yan's tense nerves.

He raised his head and saw the person he had been thinking about day and night standing in front of him in an unexpected way, as if he were in another world.