Fast Transmigration: Monster Host Online Short Guard

  Chapter 258 Female supporting role, you are out of the plot

  In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there is light snow falling in the sky, and the snowflakes are numerous, blurring people's vision.

  Pedestrians on the road looked in a hurry, no one would pay attention to the girl curled up on the street corner.

  The girl is wearing thin clothes, snowflakes are falling on her head, the snowflakes falling on her hair are especially conspicuous.

  The girl remained motionless, as if she had lost her vitality.

   After a long while, the girl moved slightly, and then continued to curl up on the corner of the street.

   After about twenty minutes, the girl slowly stood up.

  The girl was wearing a pair of jeans, and the clothes on her body were also very thin. Her face was pale, and her lips were a little blue. It was obvious that she had been severely cold.

   After taking a few steps forward, he didn't go any further. He staggered on the spot, and fell to the ground a few seconds later.

  The street corner is not easy to be found, and there are few people passing by.

  The little girl lay there for a long while before someone passed by.

  When the person who came saw the person lying on the ground, he was taken aback for a moment, put down the vegetables in his hand, and helped him up from the ground.

  The ice-cold touch surprised everyone.

   Hastily took out the mobile phone in his pocket and called the emergency number.

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  He had a splitting headache, and the smell of disinfectant filled his nose.

  Mo Chen squinted his eyes, and opened them slowly after he got used to it.

  The goal of entering is a snow-white ceiling, here, a hospital?

  Is she reborn or not dead?

  Is the memory before coma a dream or reality?

  Moving around, he found that he was wearing a hospital gown and dripping on his hand, so he raised his hand and looked at it.

   I was stunned, this? Is it your own hand?

  My hand must be bigger than this, and whiter than this.

   The corners of his mouth twitched, did he time travel, and did he even wear it on a poor little one?

   "Crack", there was a sound from the entrance, and Mo Chen looked up.

  The target of entry was a woman in her twenties or twenties, dressed in professional attire, exuding a capable aura.

   Mo Chen tilted his head and looked at her suspiciously, the relative of the original owner?

   "Are you awake? Are you feeling better?" He Qing put the things in his hand on the bedside.

  Mo Chen shook his head, but did not speak.

  Seeing that Mo Chen didn't speak, He Qing continued to ask, "Who else is there in your family? Why did you faint on the street alone in winter?"

  Not a relative of the original owner?

  The original owner is an orphan?

   Seeing He Qing looking at him, Mo Chen shook his head, "I forgot." Nothing about the original owner's life experience was found in the memory of the original owner.

  The memory of the original owner is very vague, it seems that there is only an afterimage, which is unclear and incomprehensible.

   If you can’t remember it, don’t think about it.

  After a high fever, amnesia is not impossible.

  He Qing froze for a moment, "Then do you remember your name?"

  Mochen nodded, "Yuan Mochen."

  I was an orphan in my previous life, and the name Yuan Mochen was changed later when she debuted.

  Myself, I was a singer in my previous life.

   He Qing frowned, don't remember? "I'm going to call the doctor to come and see you."

   After finishing speaking, he walked out, and the door was also closed.

   Mo Chen leaned against the head of the bed and looked around.

  The general ward is double-occupied, and there is no patient on the other bed.

   There is no such thing as air conditioning in the ward, because it is winter, the air is a bit cold.

  Mo Chen didn't pay attention, but looked out of the window. Outside the window stood an unknown tree, quite tall.

  Because of the distance, Mo Chen didn't recognize what kind of tree it was. According to the shape of the tree, it looked like a cypress tree.

  On the tree, only a little green can be seen faintly, and the rest is white, covered in silver, synonymous with winter.

   Soon, the doctor arrived.

   Checked Mo Chen, and finally confirmed that Mo Chen lost his memory.

  He Qing expressed that she was worried, and took Mo Chen's information to the police station to have a look, and asked the police to find her family members.

  Finally, it turned out that Mo Chen was an orphan whose parents had just passed away.

  He Qing "..." Do you want to bring another oil bottle?

   glanced at Mo Chen.

  Mo Chen just sat obediently, she didn't know if this was the original world or a new world.

  He Qing glanced at Mo Chen, he was already twelve years old, but he looked only eight or nine years old.

   She also asked just now, the child's parents are gone, and it seems that he is not treated very well by his parents.

   It seems that she has no relatives or friends. I heard that her parents left their hometown and came to this city.

  Even the funeral was organized by their fellow workers.

  He Qing glanced at Mo Chen, her eyes were a little troubled, she herself just graduated, and now her career has just started.

  Being an agent must be busy, and I don't have time to take care of her.

  Mo Chen tilted her head and looked at He Qing, she realized that she relied on the first person she saw when she opened her eyes for no reason.

  He Qing felt a little hairy from her eyes, "Forget it, forget it, follow me from now on."

   It's just that it's a bit too miserable to have one big and one poor.

   "Just, let me tell you first, I don't have time to take care of you, I can only provide you with a place to live." Anyway, I have always been alone in my apartment.

   "Also, you have to take care of your daily affairs by yourself." He Qing looked at Mo Chen and gave serious instructions.

  After going through the adoption procedures, He Qing took Mo Chen home.

"Well, I'm your guardian now. As for you, just call me Sister Qing. Also, I've read your previous information. You just graduated from elementary school and dropped out of junior high school. Let's get started."

   The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, she had finally graduated from college, and now she was asked to go to class again.

   Can you refuse, of course not.

   Then, Mo Chen entered the life of returning to middle school.

   Of course, if she doesn't skip class.

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  Six years

   "Yuan Mochen, where are you, get out of here immediately!" A dragon roared on the phone, and Mochen had the foresight to take the phone away from his ears in advance.

   "Sister, what's the matter? Is the house on fire? Do you want me to call the fire alarm?" Mo Chen replied lazily.

   "Get out of here immediately!" It was He Qing's voice on the phone.

   "Got it." Then he pressed the phone away, but his hands were still typing on the keyboard.

  The numbers on the window kept jumping, and finally, an enter key was pressed.

  Seeing the peacefulness on the computer, the corner of his mouth ticked off, and he turned off the computer.

   Picked up the phone and edited a text message.

  Your uncle: Solved, remember to transfer the money.

  After sending the message, he slowly stood up and said to the silver-haired boy next to him, "I'm going back."

   "K of O, do you want me to send you?" The silver-haired boy was still typing on the computer, but he was playing a game.

   Huaguang flickered on the computer, and various big moves were released on the computer.

   "No need, I'm afraid my sister will drive you out with a feather duster again." After speaking, he put the computer into the backpack, then threw it on his shoulder, and was about to leave with one shoulder.

  Lu Jin "..." What about brotherhood?

   "By the way, the college entrance examination results are coming out, remember to ask Boss Qin, he seems to have something to do with you." The silver-haired boy kept his eyes on the screen, but he could still talk to Mo Chen distractedly.

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  (end of this chapter)