Dead...Dad?
She remembered that Rongya didn't have a father.
So this person is really not the one she knows in real life.
Song Jin had an indescribable feeling in her heart.
A little disappointed, and a few other emotions.
She hoped that this crow was Rong Ya, but she was also afraid that she was just a character in the novel and not the person in the real world.
When she was about to quit, Song Jin suddenly clicked into Ya's circle of friends for some unknown reason.
She saw that a few days ago, Ya posted a status on his circle of friends.
crow:
You are the queen of fire and the spirit of night;
Goodbye, my friend.
Hope to see you again one day.
Then we can regain the glimmer of light.
…
That day seemed to be her seventh day.
Song Jin looked at the post and felt an indescribable shock in her heart.
This person...
Is this person Rong Ya?
She calmed herself down and sent a message to Crow.
[This Life]: Is your real name Rongya?
As she sent the message, the mobile phone screen on the workbench on the other side of City A lit up.
A beautiful woman in fluffy pajamas glanced at her phone, a hint of annoyance appearing between her brows.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, I'll give you a haircut right away, believe it or not! I told you I take orders based on my mood, if you mind, don't place it, and why are you still urging me!"
Rongya grabbed her phone and was about to see who was urging her to cut the clothes and return the money.
As soon as she unlocked the screen and saw the message, the anger on her face froze slightly and turned into confusion.
This strange customer actually knew her real name? Could it be that a friend had introduced her to him?
Rongya scratched her cheek, suppressing the urge to cut her clothes.
This customer's name and number are exactly the same as those of a friend of hers.
That damn company recycles the numbers of dead people, and the people haven’t been dead for long!
It was because of this number that she reluctantly accepted the order.
Originally, Rongya still held a ridiculous expectation, wondering if the person chatting with her was her friend?
But when she said she didn't want to be red or black, and only wanted to be white, and the other party didn't care, Rongya knew that this person was not her friend.
Her friend absolutely hates the color white, and she doesn't know where that hatred comes from...
But a person who hates white so much will never accept white clothes.
But...this person actually knows her name?
Rongya frowned and typed a reply.
[Crow]: No matter how you know my name, it's no use trying to get close to me. I'll send you the clothes tomorrow. Don't chat privately. I have nothing to say to you.
When Song Jin saw her reply, her eyes narrowed slightly.
She—did not deny it.
This crow, is it really Rongya?
She had a lot of things to ask and a lot of things to say, but her finger paused on the screen.
She is no longer that Song Jin.
What should I say to Rongya?
She was reborn? She traveled through time?
It is an incredible thing for a person to come back to life after death.
Song Jin didn't know whether Rong Ya could accept it.
After all, she couldn't be sure whether this Rong Ya was a fictional character created in the novel based on reality, or the real Rong Ya.
If it was the real Rong Ya...
Then what is going on in this world?
here--
Is this the real world?
Or is it the world in that group-loved novel?
Why are there shadows of the real world and the framework of a fictional world?
Song Jin suddenly fell into an incredible state of confusion, even beginning to doubt the world...
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