What's going on?This gray room, a narrow single bed, a shabby fan, and a cat who escaped after getting into trouble.Where is this?Didn’t I jumped?Is it just a nightmare?I lifted the quilt, huh?Why do your legs and hands become thinner?Did I become a ghost and take over someone else’s body?I quickly got out of bed. There was a dressing mirror on the closet in the room. I stared blankly at myself in the mirror. It turned out that it was you, Qin Xiaoyan.I can't figure out how old I am in the mirror now, but I can be sure that it must be my childhood self. That timid and cowardly look has always been the focus of Concubine's contempt.When I opened the door, memories came to my face. The decoration style of the early 21st century was indeed too criticized. A fat man was sitting on the sofa in the living room and was picking his feet. Tang, cousin?, I am not sure if this is the fat man in my memory. After all, I haven’t seen each other again in the past twenty years, and my childhood appearance has blurred my memory.