Zheng Chengcheng turned her head and glanced at the middle-aged red-haired woman with a fierce face behind her.

Her name is Wu Xiarong, and she is Zheng Chengcheng's aunt.

Since she was diagnosed with immunodeficiency when she was a child, she has been living in her uncle's house.

Her biological parents are running around to find a way to completely cure her immunodeficiency.

Every January 1st, her parents will regularly transfer a large sum of money to her uncle's account.

The specific amount has never been mentioned by her uncle, Zheng Chengcheng just knows that this happened.

And before her parents disappeared.

Whether it is the aunt in front of her, or the uncle and cousin who have not yet returned home, their attitude towards her is very friendly.

Since her parents cut off their funds for no reason six years ago, and have not heard from them since then.

The attitude of her uncle's family towards her can be said to be getting worse year by year...

Ignoring Wu Xiarong's sharp eyes, Zheng Chengcheng returned to her room and turned her head to look at the "weak immune medicine" on the bedside cabinet.

As a patient with weak immune system, she needs to take a strong immune medicine every 6 to 8 hours to delay the deterioration of the disease to the greatest extent.

But since the second year after the funds from her parents were cut off.

Her uncle's family directly stopped her strong immune medicine of 10,000 yuan per bottle of 50 pills.

Replaced with a cheaper weak immune medicine of 1,000 yuan per bottle of 100 pills.

The original owner's condition suddenly worsened because of this, and she died suddenly in her room a few days ago, which happened to allow "Zheng Cheng" to travel through time.

She also used the cost card + transaction card to trade with the unknown.

Consuming 2 years of life to relieve her worsening condition.

"According to my trial with the cost card these days, the life span that can be used for trading is 55 years."

"I don't know how much life span is needed to completely cure weak immune system..."

"It's really the beginning of hell." Zheng Chengcheng sighed, and then took two weak immune pills.

The tingling caused by the disease in the nose, pharynx, and throat was also slightly relieved.

She took out her underwear and white suspender nightgown from the closet, then walked out of the bedroom and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Zheng Chengcheng took a hair dryer to blow her hair.

Not long after, Zheng Xingyu, Zheng Chengcheng's cousin, came back.

He first glanced at Zheng Chengcheng's pale and tender face.

Then his eyes looked back and forth at her neck, collarbone, arms, ankles, jade feet... and other exposed parts.

Obviously, Zheng Chengcheng's cousin had improper thoughts about her.

"Brother Xingyu, do you... have something to do?" Zheng Chengcheng asked timidly with her throat clamped.

Of course, she knew what Zheng Xingyu's eyes meant.

But it was not the time for her to turn against her uncle's family.

"Can't I look at you?!" After saying this, Zheng Xingyu walked back to his bedroom.

Zheng Chengcheng seemed to be frightened, and her body trembled at first.

Then she spoke as quietly as possible, but still making sure Zheng Xingyu could hear: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Late at night, Zheng Chengcheng, somewhat sleepless, clenched her left hand and placed it on her hot forehead, her right hand was nowhere to be found.

At this moment, her eyes were blurry and her cheeks were abnormally flushed.

Perhaps she had a disease related to tracheal obstruction, which forced her to breathe through her mouth.

In various senses, she was having a fever, and a high fever.

"Uh... cough, cough..." After a violent cough.

Zheng Chengcheng seemed to have been drained of her spirit, and fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

She had not fully recovered her physical strength until she woke up the next day, and her whole body was sore and weak.

As for the Huoxiang Zhengqi water that she had poured out last night, it naturally evaporated quietly as time went by.

She took out a plain white suspender dress from the closet and put it on, revealing half of her fair calves under the hem.

The overall skirt was neither too long nor too short.

After washing up in the bathroom, she returned to the bedroom mirror in her slippers.

The white-haired little girl in the mirror looked pale and her lips were almost bloodless.

Coupled with her cold white skin, she looked like Lin Daiyu, who could fall ill at any time.

Sitting on the bed, lifting her skirt, she calmly admired her slender and straight snow-white legs.

Zheng Chengcheng's height was not good, but her legs were not short for a little girl.

"Although I have changed from a man to a little girl, at least I am a high-scoring little girl now!"

She took out the little white socks with lace from the cabinet and put them on, and then took out two pink hairbands to tie a double ponytail for herself.

She put on her black round-toed leather shoes and came to the mirror again.

Even if Zheng Chengcheng didn't make up for herself,makeup.

But at this moment, she is much more beautiful than the original owner's style of wrapping herself up tightly.

There are also various styles of skirts and clothes in the wardrobe.

But the original owner has never had the confidence to wear them.

"Beautiful girls not only attract the opposite sex, but also the same sex!"

"This is similar to men who attract the opposite sex by exercising appropriately and attract the same sex by exercising too much."

Zheng Chengcheng murmured in her heart.

She was indeed a man in her previous life, and she had just crossed over a few days ago.

But what she is thinking about now is how to use the advantages of being a girl to make other beautiful girls have a relationship with her.

Instead of worrying about whether it is shameful for a "real man" to wear women's clothes.

"People, always look forward!"

While humming a song, she took out a matching white gauze shawl from the wardrobe.

Covering her shoulders and slender white arms.

Then she came to the corner, picked up the cane that the original owner had been stubbornly unwilling to use, and walked out of the house.

After having breakfast at a roadside stall, Zheng Chengcheng took a taxi to Yuanxing Dongwu.

"If I remember correctly... it seems that today is the awakening ceremony?"

Zheng Chengcheng looked at the students who were performing various preparations on the Dongwu playground and suddenly remembered this.

"I don't know if I can awaken a second talent under the premise of having a hidden talent?"

With some expectations, Zheng Chengcheng walked to her 3rd grade 8 class.

As soon as Zheng Chengcheng walked into the classroom, the students who were originally discussing what talent they would awaken suddenly fell silent.

Perhaps because they were amazed at Zheng Chengcheng's appearance, the silence lasted only a few seconds before they began to discuss Zheng Chengcheng in a low voice:

"Is that cute little Lolita here to look for her brother and sister?"

"She must have walked into the wrong class, right? Look, she's already sitting in her seat."

"She seems to be sitting in... the seat of Little Tone?"

"Little Tone? Now that you mention it, why do I feel that she looks a bit like Little Tone?"

"No way?"

"..."

Just as everyone was discussing with each other.

A girl with a high ponytail, wearing short sleeves and shorts and a wheat-colored body, walked up to Zheng Chengcheng.

"My classmate, did you walk into the wrong class?"

Zheng Chengcheng looked at the other person and shook her head, and asked in a slightly husky voice: "I'm Zheng Chengcheng, class monitor, didn't you recognize me?"

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