Lin Ziyan looked away and carefully examined the contents of the document again.

She needs to think things through before she can express her thoughts.

After Lin Ziyan was reborn, she never thought about whether this was a parallel universe or something else.

She was also afraid that her decision might have a butterfly effect, impacting the established course of other things.

Lu Yunshen put down the vase, then brewed a pot of tea and left the study.

The atmosphere in the room was different; he sensed it as soon as he came in.

“Ayan, you don’t need to worry, speak boldly.” Grandma Lan knew her concerns.

The Lin family was different from other families in the village; their ancestors were a wealthy family.

During those turbulent years, the Lin family would have been in dire straits if they hadn't been protected.

Lin Atai wisely protected herself by keeping her family quiet and thus escaped a disaster.

It's only been a short time, so people are hesitant to express their opinions.

"Teacher, I need to think about it carefully." Lin Ziyan looked up and met Grandma Lan's loving gaze.

The shadows of the trees outside the window swayed, as if they were posing and begging for attention.

Evening classes officially began.

This time, the conversation touched on the internal design of the warship, and Lin Ziyan listened very carefully.

She didn't study this in college.

…

Back at the Lin family's door,

Lin Ziyan took out an envelope and handed it to Lu Yunshen, saying, "Open it when you get back."

After she finished speaking, she pushed open the door and walked into the yard.

This time, instead of leaning against the door to listen for footsteps, she went straight inside.

Lin Ziyan felt inexplicably uneasy, as if something was calling to her.

Only the younger sisters' rooms had their lights on. Looking out the window, they could be seen sitting at their respective desks, writing and drawing.

After taking a shower, Lin Ziyan suddenly felt a splitting headache, just like when she was reborn into the original owner's body.

Her consciousness gradually faded, and her body became very light, as if she were floating in the air.

After a long while, a familiar voice finally reached my ears.

"Yan'er..."

Lin Ziyan felt a pang of pain in her heart; it was her mother's voice.

She then struggled to open her eyes and saw a particularly bizarre scene.

A group of doctors were gathered around the hospital bed, whispering to each other.

Her mother held her hand, tears streaming down her face, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes swollen from crying.

“Mom…” Lin Ziyan reached out, but couldn’t grab anything at all.

She looked to the side, where her family members were all around her.

Grandpa and Grandma, and Grandpa and Grandma on both sides of the family came.

“The patient is already brain dead, and continuing to maintain his condition is not very meaningful. Our opinion is to remove the life support,” said an elderly doctor with gray hair.

Lin Ziyan heard his voice clearly.

Then she looked at her father, whose once full head of black hair was now completely white.

Lin Ziyan's vision blurred, and she wanted to go forward and hug him but was powerless to do so.

She was confined to one place and unable to move.

She watched helplessly as her loved ones wept uncontrollably...

"Tingting, let Yan'er leave in peace. Maybe she can live a good life in another place." Grandma patted Mom's shoulder and said softly, her eyes instantly reddening and tears streaming down her face.

Grandpa and Grandma turned their backs and wiped away their tears.

How can parents who have lost their children control their grief?

Lin Ziyan felt as if a piece of her heart had been ripped out, the pain making it hard to breathe.

Her mother cried so hard she couldn't speak, shaking her head and nodding repeatedly.

"Pull the tube..."

Lin Ziyan heard her father say something through choked sobs, then he carried her mother, who had fainted from crying, and left the ward.

She watched as her grandmother put a string of Buddhist prayer beads on Lin Ziyan, who was lying in the hospital bed, and then turned away and cried like a child.

The doctor removed the tubes from the patient.

A short while later, the nurse next to him announced the time of death.

Lin Ziyan felt her body float out of the ward and instantly arrive at the emergency room.

Beep... beep...

My mother lay quietly on the hospital bed, her cheeks sunken and her hair at her temples all white.

Lin Ziyan lowered her head and kissed her forehead through the air.

"I'm sorry..." she said in her heart.

"Mr. Lin, the baby in your wife's belly is very healthy..."

Lin Ziyan looked at her father beside her. He kept staring at her mother on the hospital bed, his eyes showing no emotion.

“My wife is getting older now, and the risks of pregnancy are high, and we have no plans to have another child…” the father said, his voice choked with emotion.

The doctor next to him tried to persuade him, but the father did not budge.

After the doctor left, he collapsed to the ground, clutching his head and weeping.

Lin Ziyan squatted down beside him, tears streaming down her face, reaching out to pat his shoulder, even though she couldn't touch him...

She remembered when she was little, her father closed a big deal and bought a pink dress, and couldn't wait to let her try it on.

She was wearing a dress, twirling in front of the mirror, when her father picked her up. He was beaming with pride and a radiant smile...

Countless times, scenes of being chased by my dad on the lawn at home flashed through my mind.

"Little Grape, don't blame your father."

As Lin Ziyan heard him speak with a choked voice, the light in her eyes slowly dimmed.

This was her nickname; her father rarely called her that after she grew up.

Lin Ziyan once asked about the origin of this nickname, and he said that grapes are purple.

She even laughed at him back then, saying that grapes can still be green...

"It's not your fault, I'm sorry..." Lin Ziyan was already crying uncontrollably.

They gave her the best life and the happiest home, but she didn't have time to fulfill her filial duties.

The scene before my eyes blurred and gradually disappeared.

Lin Ziyan prayed silently, hoping her mother could give birth to the child safely...

…

The next day, Lin Ziyan woke up feeling dizzy and lightheaded, with heavy eyelids.

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