Xia Ruoming now has an ordinary sports ponytail. She has enough money to buy a villa, but she wears ordinary clothes that can be found in any roadside clothing store. She doesn't wear any heavy makeup on her face and looks like she has no makeup on.

But that plain face is more beautiful than many mediocre beauties in this world.

Jiang Ruhua felt that no matter the person in the painting or Xia Rumeng now, there was no sense of disobedience at all. No matter what kind of clothes she wore or what kind of makeup she put on, it didn't seem abrupt or strange. I don't know since when, Jiang Ruhua felt that Xia Rumeng had such charm, and any outfit would look very suitable under Xia Rumeng's aura.

When she looked at the other person on the drawing paper, she covered her mouth directly, fearing that she would scream out loud.

That chestnut-haired girl was clearly her.

Although her obvious queen-like temperament and strong woman's dress are completely different from the current Jiang Ruhua, Jiang Ruhua feels that is herself.

Jiang Ruhua felt that there was no way she could be wrong with the chestnut hair and facial features. After all, she didn't have a twin sister.

But...when was this me? Was this what Xia Ruomeng imagined? Was she already thinking about what she would be like after they were together?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ruhua felt a little embarrassed.

After a slight tinnitus, Jiang Ruhua felt dizzy and tingling.

New memories emerged in her mind.

There is a scene where the blue-haired girl and the chestnut-haired girl hug each other and kiss deeply. At that time, the chestnut-haired girl's face was full of happiness.

There was a picture of the blue-haired girl having a blast at her own book signing event.

There is a scene where the blue-haired girl prepares meals at home every day and waits for the chestnut-haired girl to come back.

There is a scene of a blue-haired girl alone in an empty room.

There is a picture of a blue-haired girl painting alone in a studio. After being disturbed, she seems to be arguing with the person who came.

There is a scene where the blue-haired girl and the chestnut-haired girl are riding a Ferris wheel together. The chestnut-haired girl is sleeping soundly on the blue-haired girl's shoulder, drooling.

There was a scene where a blue-haired girl was exposed for all kinds of scandals and her career plummeted. She seemed to have aged a lot overnight.

There is a scene of a blue-haired girl falling into eternal sleep in the hospital. At that time, her hair had changed from ice blue to lake blue, and she was unable to open her eyes to see the woman who loved her for the last time.

"Are those my memories..." Jiang Ruhua pressed her temples and whispered. She didn't know who she was asking, but it was obvious that she didn't get an answer.

The protagonists in the painting were exactly the same as the two people in the memories that emerged in Jiang Ruhua's mind, which made Jiang Ruhua try again to recall what kind of strange connection she had with Xia Rumeng, but still found nothing.

"Why, I have no memory of these things at all..." Jiang Ruhua pondered over it, but could not come up with a conclusion that could convince herself. Moreover, it didn't seem reasonable to say that it was a memory. Whether it was the self in the memory or the self in the painting, it was obviously older than now. How could she have memories from the future...

"Is this the future I have predicted?" After thinking about the fantasy movies she had seen, Jiang Ruhua finally found a reason to explain it. It was something she saw happening in the future.

In other words, if those two people were really Xia Ruoming and her, would I really become a mature and stable strong woman in the future and be with Xia Ruoming?

Jiang Ruhua couldn't help laughing when she thought of this. In the images in her mind, Xia Ruoming was obviously dependent on her, which meant that at some point, Xia Ruoming agreed to the deal with her.

"Hehe~ I told you, there is nothing I can't get that I want, Xia Ruoming, and even you are no exception." Jiang Ruhua, who had "analyzed" herself, was a little proud at this time.

Although she was very happy to know that Xia Ruoming would be with her in the future, that kind of happiness was like getting the hidden doll she had always wanted.

But there was one thing that had been bothering her.

If this is really something that will happen in the future, why would Xia Ruoming draw it? If Xia Ruoming could also predict the future, then why would she reject herself? Isn't this something that will definitely happen in the future?

Moreover, the picture clearly shows a sweet daily life. Why is it that every time I see a new picture or Xia Ruomeng's painting, I always feel particularly heartbroken...

After Xia Ruoming carefully looked over her own painting and confirmed that there were no flaws, she smiled with satisfaction and tidied up the various painting tools that were scattered on the wooden table next to her.

Only when she smiles does it mean that she is satisfied with her work. Although Xia Ruoming has a gentle personality, she becomes inexplicably irritable and angry when she is creating works. Many times she always loses her temper at her own works and directly tears up the novels she has spent several months writing. Although Xia Ruoming does not know when she developed this habit, it seems that she cannot change it.

So in her previous life, she also told the people around her not to disturb her when she was painting or writing.

When Jiang Ruhua saw Xia Rumeng's smile, she unconsciously covered her face and smiled. However, she had been standing for too long at this time and her legs had almost no strength left. The moment her hand moved away from the wall, she fell directly to the ground.

"Little princess, what are you doing here?" Hearing the noise behind her, Xia Ruoming knew who was coming without even turning around. Xiao Qinghan would never do such a peeping thing.

"What is it to you? This shabby house is so small. You can just walk around and get here. I saw someone inside. Can't I take a look?" Jiang Ruhua refused to admit that she wanted to find out where Xia Ruoming had gone, so she could only speak toughly.

"Little princess, I am unlucky and cannot live in such a good house. If my little temple can't accommodate you, you can just leave." Xia Ruoming put away her scroll, turned around and prepared to leave.

Only then did Xia Ruoming realize that Jiang Ruhua had already sat on the ground. While she was distracted, the scroll in Xia Ruoming's hand rolled down.

"Oh, little princess, why do you have to perform such a great honor? I have done you no favor." Xia Ruoming picked up the scroll and put it aside without leaving a trace, then went over and helped the little princess up.

Xia Ruoming didn't want the little princess to know that she could still disturb her.

"If you don't say anything, you'd really be a good woman." Jiang Ruhua said unconvincedly after Xia Ruoming found an opportunity to mock her again.

"If the little princess is more mature, she will also be a good woman." Without paying attention to Jiang Ruhua's sharp tongue, Xia Ruoming replied indifferently.

I don’t know if it’s because I dreamed about my past life again, but Xia Ruoming seemed very depressed. She was absent-minded when she helped Jiang Ruhua back to the room, and she almost fell down with Jiang Ruhua.