Back inside the house, Su Xingran, her parents, and she sat facing each other on stools. The atmosphere was somewhat silent. Su Xingran didn't know how to explain it to her parents, while they were shocked that their daughter had said so much today and had so meticulously observed so many details to support her claims.
Suddenly, my daughter seemed a little unfamiliar. I know my own daughter; she's a well-behaved and obedient child, but she's quiet and doesn't like to talk much. In the past, she would avoid Su's family and grandparents whenever possible, and she was even a little afraid of them. But today, she actually dared to face them directly and even scolded them.
Ranran is only twelve years old, but what she said today doesn't sound like something a twelve-and-a-half-year-old child would say. And Ranran's eyes—after she fell down the mountain forest, hit her head, and lost consciousness, her eyes were no longer the innocent and clear ones a child should have. Although her eyes were still clear, they held a sense of vicissitude and depth.
Today, when Ranran looked at her grandparents and Su Laoda's family, she was filled with hatred and coldness. As parents, they only had Ranran as their child and had doted on her since she was little. How could they not see any changes in their child? It's just that Ranran didn't say anything, so they didn't ask.
Finally, it was Su's mother who broke the silence. "Ranran, did something happen? Or did someone bully you?" Hearing these words, Su Xingran could no longer hold back her tears, which started as quiet sobs and escalated into loud wailing.
Su's mother reached out and hugged Su Xingran, gently patting her back. Her daughter must have been hurt. Su's father also reached out and hugged the mother and daughter. The three of them held each other tightly.
Su Xingran let go of her burdens and cried her heart out. Three days have passed since her rebirth, and for these three days she's felt like she's been dreaming, wondering if her parents will disappear when she wakes up.
After crying, Su Xingran composed herself and pondered how to say the right thing. She knew her parents had noticed something was wrong with her. Before today, she had wanted to take it slow, but after everything that happened today, she felt that she couldn't slow down. She didn't want her parents to continue to be bullied by that family. Only by knowing the truth would her parents be able to harden their hearts.
"Mom and Dad, I have something to tell you, and it might be hard for you to accept, but it's all true." Mr. and Mrs. Su were a little nervous, wondering what had happened to their daughter, what harm she had suffered behind their backs. But they didn't ask, waiting for their daughter to tell them herself.
"Father, Mother, I died, but I was reborn and lived again." Upon hearing this, both Mr. and Mrs. Su were stunned. After a moment, tears streamed down Mrs. Su's face, and Mr. Su's eyes reddened. They had considered many possibilities for their daughter's transformation, but they never expected this. Their daughter meant she had died and then come back to life—how did she die, and when?
Looking at her parents, Su Xingran instantly understood their thoughts. She offered a few words of comfort and continued, “After the college entrance examination was reinstated in 1977, I took the exam and was admitted to university. The day after I received my admission notice, I was pushed off a cliff and died at the bottom.”
Su's mother was already sobbing uncontrollably, and Su's father was also in tears. In 1977, Ranran was only 17 years old, so young, and she was murdered. Su's mother grabbed Su Xingran's hand, holding it tightly, unwilling to let go, afraid that if she let go, her daughter would disappear.
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