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"I dreamt about... Yueyue."
Where is this...?
Guan Yue opened her eyes and found herself in a place that was very familiar, yet at this moment felt very strange.
This is in her modern home.
Strange, she didn't travel to ancient times, and she should be sleeping. Where is Cheng Lingjun? Has she... has she returned?
Guan Yue felt a mix of bewilderment, nervousness, and excitement.
She thought she heard her mother's voice.
Guan Yue walked toward the room from which the sound came, intending to push the door open, but found that her hand passed right through the door panel. She looked at her hand in disbelief, and tried again. Sure enough, her hand could not touch the door. She took a few steps forward and simply stepped over the door.
The person who sat up on the bed was her long-lost mother, and a man was holding her.
This man is still with her mother.
Guan Yue wasn't surprised; they all looked much older, and her mother's hair had turned white. She was looking somewhere.
Guan Yue followed her gaze and saw a photo on the desk. It was a childhood photo of Guan Yue, a small child being held by her mother, staring blankly ahead, frozen in the moment.
My mother was smiling then; she was very young, a stark contrast to how she is now.
The man gently comforted her, and her mother nodded, saying, "I'm fine. I guess I just miss her too much. Do you think she's doing well over there?"
Over there? Does Mom know she time-traveled?
The man replied, "It will definitely be alright. Her grandparents are there and will take good care of her."
It turns out they didn't know...
The woman smiled. "Maybe she's already been reincarnated. That's good, then she can have a more competent mother than me..."
Guan Yue slowly left the room. Those words cut into her heart like a dull knife. She "walked" into the hall. The room was exactly as she remembered it, almost unchanged, except for a few new decorations and her old photos.
It was probably something her mother deliberately kept. The house was actually quite old, but she hadn't renovated it or moved to a new one. When she got to her room, she found it very clean, even cleaner than when she left. Everything was still there, the table and floor were spotless, and the pillows and blankets on the bed were neatly arranged, as if waiting for the room's owner to return.
Guan Yue's room was very tidy, with nothing superfluous. I wonder if the things she kept in the drawers are still there.
Guan Yue lay on her bed. She didn't have a real body now, so she felt neither cold nor hot. She had a rough idea in her mind that she had just accidentally returned here and that she would eventually go back to ancient times.
So Guan Yue wasn't in a hurry. She quietly closed her eyes, as if she had returned to the time before she transmigrated.
Her temperament was very different from before. Now that she was married, she had become more composed and peaceful, without the anxiety and depression that often surfaced in the past. She thought that if she hadn't traveled through time, her life might still be like this, except that there was one more person in the family.
Perhaps one day she will move out, but then Mom won't be lonely anymore.
In the morning, Guan Yue got up after hearing the noise outside the door.
She actually fell asleep. If she hadn't been floating like that, she would have thought she was still in the modern world and that the ancient world was just a dream.
They were having breakfast, a very ordinary morning, and after breakfast they had to go to work.
Guan Yue watched them from the side, as if watching an old movie that had nothing to do with her. Her mother was still the same as always, rushing to go out, but always forgetting something, and searching around the house.
"I clearly wore it on my wrist, how come it's gone?"
Mom only wore one bracelet that Grandma gave her, right? That jade bracelet is still on her wrist.
Guan Yue followed her around aimlessly.
Is it some kind of ridiculous situation where someone is looking for their phone while holding their own phone?
The man came out of the kitchen; he was a bit late for work and was still clearing away the dishes. Seeing this, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking for?"
"Oh dear, that watch, I remember it was on my wrist yesterday, how come it's gone?"
"Table?" Guan Yue was taken aback.
The man chuckled helplessly, "I took it off for you. You even wear it to bed, aren't you afraid it will make you feel uncomfortable?"
The man took a soft cloth box from the bedroom. "Here, don't lose it."
With a sigh of relief, Mom took out the watch and said happily, "It won't get lost. I check the time every day."
She went out. The man shook his head, tidied up the house, and was about to leave as well. He went into the bedroom, and when he came out, he had a watch on his wrist, exactly the same as the one on his mother's wrist, except that it was a women's watch and the other was a men's watch.
They actually found those two tables.
Guan Yue had bought these long ago, intending to give them to her maternal grandparents after their death anniversary as a blessing. She bought a pair of matching watches, thinking that she might not know how to express herself at that time, and that they would understand if she presented this gift. However, she didn't expect that she would give them the gifts so late.
However, it's not too late.
Guan Yue couldn't help but laugh, and as she laughed, tears began to fall.
Mom, Mom, in the next life, I still want to be your daughter...
Guan Yue's body dissipated and returned to ancient times.
Cheng Lingjun's body felt increasingly heavy. He would get up several times during the night and find Guan Yue crying. What was wrong?
"Nothing much, I'm just very happy."
"If you're happy, why are you crying? Shouldn't you be laughing?"
"You're right, let's just say this is the last time I'll cry."
For the rest of my life, I will only have laughter, and no regrets.
2.
The Li family.
When Li Guifang returned home, the scene was still a complete mess, and her headache returned.
She remembered seeing Cheng Lingjun in the shop. He was still the same as before, no, the same as when she first met him—so handsome and gentle.
For some reason, Li Guifang thought of the time when the two first met. At that time, she felt the same way as she did now: nervous and excited.
She walked up to him almost without thinking, wanting to talk to him.
But his demeanor was very cold, and one could even see a hint of disgust in him.
His gaze rarely fell on her, as if he was trying his best to avoid seeing her. Li Guifang found it hard to believe. Even when their relationship was at its worst, she could see extreme hatred in him, not like this now, so indifferent and cold.
She wanted to keep him, but he was no longer her butterfly. His steps stopped for others, his wings flapped for others, and his smile bloomed for others.
She lost him forever.
Isn't this just the way things should be? A voice inside her said that.
No! This isn't right, it shouldn't be like this! They... they have a child, he should be filled with remorse, he should be crying and begging for her forgiveness, not... not...
Two voices were arguing in Li Guifang's head, and when she returned home, there was also an argument.
Her mother and her current husband, Mr. Lin, pointed at her mother and loudly accused her of giving way to her daughter, interfering less in the shop's affairs, and that he should manage all the family money. They asked her how much money was missing last month and whether she had taken it. Why didn't she tell him?
The mother was so angry that she was trembling all over, and a few strands of her hair were disheveled. She used to be such a strong lady of the house, but now she was angered to this extent by her son-in-law.
When they saw her return, the war broke out on her.
Yes, the Li family is like this almost every day, and she is the target of everyone's criticism. Every day, as soon as she opens her eyes, there is arguing, and when she closes her eyes, there is still arguing.
The domineering mother and Xiaolin are always at odds, and they often quarrel over the smallest things. Whenever this happens, Li Guifang misses Cheng Lingjun terribly.
Perhaps when she saw him leave, she didn't really feel that he was gone. She thought Cheng Lingjun would come back, and then she would generously forgive him for everything he had done. Where else could he go? Besides her, he had also taken sterilization drugs, and no one else could accept him.
Yes, that's what she thought. She was confident that if she waited a little longer, he would obediently come back and admit his mistake, but he never came back.
Li Guifang began to panic, but she couldn't back down first. What had she done wrong? What was wrong with a woman having several men? All the women she knew were like that, especially in the business world. She could only blame Cheng Lingjun for not being able to give birth to a daughter and for being so petty. How could she be a good wife?
Li Guifang comforted herself, telling herself to wait a little longer. The quarrel between the two at home was only temporary and couldn't go on forever. At worst, she could just hide away outside.
Days passed, but the household was never peaceful. Xiaolin's domineering nature had even surpassed that of her mother. He was even unyielding towards her, the wife, and would threaten suicide if things got heated. He also forbade her from having affairs. She never knew that the gentle and considerate Xiaolin of the past would become so sharp and piercing, like a male demon.
Cheng Lingjun will not be coming back...
At this moment, Li Guifang clearly knew the truth: it was she who had written the divorce papers herself; it was she who only saw the new love and not the old love; she could no longer win Cheng Lingjun back. She had lost him forever...
The Li family became an endless battleground for him, his mother, and Xiaolin.
This is her punishment.
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