Personal Space: Unex

The little girl was even younger, not more than four years old. She wore a pink blouse and ivory hairpins. Two small flower buds were tied on her head, and two thin braids hung from her ears. Her delicate face was fair and round, with pretty eyebrows and eyes. Especially her big eyes, they were like sparkling crystals that seemed to speak, shining brightly.,Unfortunately, the plan was good, but one day in a dream I felt myself being pulled, no matter how much I struggled. When I woke up, I was the third generation of the Lin family, the youngest and only child.,She was given the same name as her past life, Lin, and she grew up until now.。