University student Qin Xiaoyu died with deep regrets, betrayed by a scumbag. Reborn, she finds herself in the body of a 25-year-old young widow with depression and two children, living in the 1980s...
Miranda returned from Hong Kong and planned to visit Shanghai one more time before returning home. She had left some things at Mrs. Fang's place last time and was now thinking of retrieving them. Unexpectedly, she saw Xiao Jin's notebook lying on the table.
"You did a good job," Miranda said as she saw Xiao Jin taking her notebook into the kitchen.
"It's alright." Xiao Jin was still a child after all, and she knew that Miranda was aloof and difficult to deal with, so she was quite happy to be praised by her.
“Would you be interested in coming with me to learn how to make magazines?” Miranda continued.
"Go, go to England? But I haven't taken the university entrance exam yet!" Xiao Jin exclaimed in surprise, her mouth agape. She turned around and walked back, staring intently at Miranda, wondering if she was drunk.
"Where you go to university isn't important; what matters is your talent. To be honest, your design concepts are far superior to those of my assistants. I want to train a capable assistant myself, and you're perfect for that role. Would you like to come with me?"
"My English isn't very good," Xiao Jin said with difficulty.
"If you throw yourself into a language environment, you'll quickly become like a fish in water; that won't be a problem." Miranda has a keen eye for talent. These days, there are many smart and hardworking people, but truly talented people are hard to find.
"I don't know what my parents and aunt are thinking..." Xiao Jin definitely wanted to go to England; it was something that excited her just thinking about it. She was just worried that her family wouldn't feel at ease.
"Just ask around and you'll find out." Miranda was very efficient; she brought Xiao Jin directly to Are's house.
It's always lively here at A Lei's place; there's never a shortage of people.
Everyone she wanted to see was there. When they heard that she was going to take Xiao Jin to England, Deng Jianyan, Zhou Yue, and Qin Xiaoyu were all a little stunned. This change was too fast, and they couldn't quite process it.
“Xiao Jin hasn’t taken the college entrance exam yet,” Zhou Yue said hesitantly.
“Yes, if you miss the college entrance exam, it will take a lot of effort to catch up,” Deng Jianyan agreed.
“That’s not the problem. The problem is whether you want her out.” Miranda disliked their indecisiveness.
"Xiao Jin, go upstairs first, let's talk." Qin Xiaoyu sent Xiao Jin away, as there were some things she couldn't say in front of her.
Although Xiao Jin was unwilling, she dared not disobey and obediently went upstairs.
"I know you want Xiaojin because you think she's talented, but you can't guarantee how she'll develop in the future. It depends on many factors. My thought is that we don't want our child to be an experiment; she's not a guinea pig. She needs a responsible person to manage her and guide her when she can't find the right path in life. If you take her away on a whim, and then abandon her after a couple of years because you think she's not suitable, I will absolutely not agree to that." Qin Xiaoyu's words were stern and to the point.
“Very good. Actually, this is a gamble, and I don’t know what will happen to her in the future. But this is definitely an opportunity for her. This child’s grades probably won’t be very good either; even if she takes the college entrance exam, she might still run into trouble. Here’s what we’ll do: give you a few days to think it over. I’ll wait for your opinion in Shanghai.” Miranda finished speaking, got up, and left, still with that unapproachable air.
"To be honest, I don't trust her. She's a person..." Qin Xiaoyu wanted to say that she lacked a sense of responsibility, but then she thought that didn't make sense. If she didn't have a sense of responsibility, her career wouldn't be so successful.
To be precise, she was too cold-blooded and knew how to make choices. This was too cruel to others, especially to a child like Xiaojin.
“Xiao Jin definitely wants to go; you can tell from her eyes,” Zhou Yue sighed.
"Let's discuss it again." Qin Xiaoyu really couldn't make up her mind, so she could only leave it at that for now.
Knowing full well that this parting might last for an unknown period, A Lei still didn't go to the airport to see her off. Miranda boarded the plane alone, and Qin Xiaoyu thought, this is her choice.
Because Fu Di is coming over tomorrow, we talked about the Fu family during dinner and completely forgot about Miranda.
"Look! There's been a plane crash!" Hanhan, with her sharp eyes, shouted as soon as she saw the TV screen.
Qin Xiaoyu had a bad feeling. When she went over to check, it turned out that it was indeed a plane flying from Guangzhou to Shanghai that had encountered a thunderstorm while landing. Although it did not crash, several passengers were injured during the landing.
Areho stood up abruptly and rushed to the phone. He knew that Miranda always stayed at the Peace Hotel whenever she went to Shanghai.
They quickly contacted the front desk. Miranda had booked a room, but hadn't checked in. Nobody knew where she was.
The room was completely silent.
"Let's go to Shanghai," Qin Xiaoyu said, making the decision for A Lei when he couldn't make up his mind.
They couldn't wait for the plane, so they boarded the train overnight.
Qin Xiaoyu once again hated this era of poor information access. Although A Lei had brought a mobile phone, the signal was not good, the call was intermittent, and it was always impossible to make a call.
So we didn't get any definite news along the way.
When they arrived in Shanghai, they called their uncle and learned that Miranda had been admitted to the hospital, but her condition was not serious, which relieved them.
A Lei and Qin Xiaoyu arrived outside the ward; it was quiet inside. A white curtain covered the glass door. He knocked on the door.
There was no sound from inside. He gently turned the lock and pushed the door open.
In this room, there was only one hospital bed. Miranda lay quietly on the bed, looking extremely haggard.
When they went in, Miranda was still asleep, her eyes closed.
A nurse rushed in and glanced at the IV line.
"Are you relatives? She won't wake up for a while; she's taken painkillers."
“We are relatives, we will stay and take care of her,” Qin Xiaoyu said softly, and only then did the nurse leave with peace of mind.
There were only two chairs in the room. A Lei went to the nurses' station to learn about the patient's condition, while Qin Xiaoyu sat by Miranda's bedside.
"You've come?" Miranda opened her eyes, her voice still a little weak.
"The doctor told you to talk as little as possible, because you have a fractured rib and it will hurt," Qin Xiaoyu stopped her.
Miranda was probably in real pain, so she stopped arguing, turned her face away, and drifted off to sleep again.
The two of them slept on chairs all night. Fortunately, the ward wasn't cold. Miranda woke up a few times, and Are rushed to feed her some water and empty her urine bag.
They were all silent, without any communication.
As dawn broke, Qin Xiaoyu encountered an unexpected situation: her breast milk swelled up, and her clothes became wet.
She had no choice but to ask a nurse to get her a breast pump, fearing that if it caused her milk to dry up, little Jiajia would be in trouble.
A Lei was heartbroken and urged her to go back quickly.
"I'm worried about you." Qin Xiaoyu felt heartbroken at the thought of A Lei staying behind alone.
“The child is important. I’m a grown man, what are you worried about? Is she going to eat me?” A Lei insisted on booking the tickets.
"You can all leave. I don't need anyone to take care of me. I've been alone all these years, and I've always gone to the hospital by myself when I'm sick. This is nothing." Miranda's spirits had recovered somewhat, and she returned to her cold expression.