After transmigrating into the body of the female supporting character's biological mother, she

Lin Zhilan looked down at the bed sheet, her hands folded on her knees. "Your parents are both alive, and you have a younger brother who is already married."

"And what about me? Am I married?" Zhou Chen stared at her.

Before coming, Lin Zhilan had prepared a lot of speeches in her mind.

At that moment, however, she didn't know how to answer him.

"You...you're married, and you have a daughter."

Zhou Chen's eyes flickered. "So how are they now?"

Lin Zhilan clenched her fingers, mustered her courage, and looked up at him. "Your wife remarried, and your daughter is living with her now, doing very well."

A long silence filled the ward.

Lin Zhilan didn't know how much time had passed before Zhou Chen finally spoke again, "It's you, isn't it?"

Zhou Chen felt a sense of familiarity as soon as he saw the woman in front of him.

If it wasn't his wife, then who could it be?

Lin Zhilan sighed. "It's me."

In short, she took over the original owner's body, so if Zhou Chen had any resentment, he could take it out on her.

Zhou Chen was neither angry nor even agitated.

He shifted his gaze from Lin Zhilan to his hands.

Aside from the intense heart-wrenching sensation he felt upon seeing Lin Zhilan just moments before, he felt surprisingly unmoved facing the woman before him, who claimed to be his remarried wife.

Indeed, to him, who had no memory of anything, Lin Zhilan was nothing more than a stranger.

Zhou Chen was silent for a moment, then asked, "What are your plans for me?"

Zhou Chen wanted to understand why, since the other party had already remarried, she went to such great lengths to find him again.

"I should have other uses, right?" Zhou Chen said without any emotion.

Lin Zhilan was clearly taken aback, not expecting Zhou Chen to ask that question.

She composed herself and said, "Let's not talk about these things now. We'll talk about them when you regain your memory. I'll tell you everything then."

"Okay," Zhou Chen said.

In each of their hearts, the other is a stranger.

Having said all that, there doesn't seem to be much more to say.

Lin Zhilan stood up. "You should rest well. I won't bother you anymore."

Zhou Chen nodded and watched her leave.

But Lin Zhilan soon returned.

She handed Zhou Chen a photo.

The photo shows Linlin wearing a little dress, holding a coconut bigger than her head, sitting in the sunlight with a bright smile, clearly extremely happy.

Zhou Chen took the photo with trembling hands, his eyes instantly welling up with tears. "This...this is..."

"This is your daughter, her name is Lin Lin."

Lin Zhilan pursed her lips. "Once you regain your memory, I won't stop you from coming to see her."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

Zhou Chen stroked the photo, feeling a growing sense of urgency and anticipation for regaining his memories.

Lin Zhilan walked out of the room, and Su Lang was waiting for her outside.

"Finished talking?"

Lin Zhilan shook her head, "I don't know... let's wait until he regains his memory."

Su Lang took her hand. "Let's not worry about that for now. I'll take you out to eat."

Lin Zhilan finally smiled. "Wait a minute, I'll go to the Chinese medicine pharmacy to get some medicine for Zhou Chen."

The hospital where Zhou Chen works is the largest hospital in Guangzhou, and its traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy also offers decoction services.

Lin Zhilan took out her letter of introduction, spoke to Zhou Chen's attending physician, got a prescription, paid the money, and then went back with Su Lang.

A month later.

News came from Guangzhou that Zhou Chen was recovering well and had regained some of his memories.

The attending physician said on the phone that Zhou Chen was making rapid progress and was actively cooperating with the treatment. He should be able to recover most of his memories soon.

Su Lang answered the phone.

After listening to the last few seconds of silence, he said "I understand" and hung up the phone.

When Jiang Chengzhou's watermelon reached the size of a rice bowl, Zhou Chen was discharged from the hospital.

Su Lang personally went to the dock to pick them up.

The two men exchanged a glance, but neither said anything polite.

After registering at the family compound, Su Lang took him home.

"Please sit wherever you like," Su Lang said calmly. "My mother took the child to practice calligraphy; he'll be back in a bit."

Zhou Chen nodded, stepped over the threshold, and entered the courtyard.

He stood in the middle of the courtyard, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings.

There were several potted plants on the balcony of the two-story house, children's clothes were hanging on the clothesline, and several flower bushes were planted in the yard. Everything was clean and tidy, and had a strong sense of life.

He remembered that he had made a promise to Zhilan before.

Once he gets promoted, he'll bring her and the children to live with him at the military base.

Looking back now, Zhou Chen realizes that even if he hadn't died back then, he probably wouldn't have been able to provide his wife and children with such a nice house and such a good life.

Su Lang poured him a glass of cool water and sat down opposite him.

"How much of it do you remember?"

Zhou Chen didn't touch the glass of water. "I've remembered almost everything."

Su Lang paused in pouring tea, then looked up and stared directly into Zhou Chen's eyes. "Do you remember what happened when you had that accident?"

Zhou Chen hadn't expected him to ask that first, and chuckled, "I thought you'd ask me about Zhilan first."

"There's no need," Su Lang put down the teapot. "I respect Zhilan's decision."

Zhou Chen gave a mocking smile. "Of course you'll respect her decision, since her heart is with you now."

Su Lang frowned. "Zhou Chen, I am not your enemy, and Zhilan is not a spoil of war between us."

Zhou Chen was speechless for a moment, then let out a cold laugh.

Su Lang was so calm because he had everything.

Unlike him...

Like a fleeting dream, he had clearly woken up, yet he had lost everything.

The standoff between the two ended only when Linlin returned.

The little girl's silvery laughter drifted in from behind the courtyard wall, and Zhou Chen's body tensed up as he looked toward the door.

"dad!"

Linlin, like a cheerful little bird, opened her arms and rushed into Su Lang's embrace. "I wrote so many words today, and Grandma drew so many red circles on them."

When Linlin practices calligraphy, if she writes a character well, Xu Yueyun will circle it with a red pen.

In the little girl's eyes, the red circle was like a medal.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Su Lang scooped up her daughter and held her steadily in her arms.

Linlin nodded and chattered excitedly with Su Lang about what words she had written that day.

Zhou Chen lowered his hand, which he had raised with Su Lang, but his eyes never left Linlin.

Xu Yueyun followed her in, carrying two ribs in her hands.

She looked at the father and daughter with a smile, muttering, "She ate two candies at my place today. Don't let her eat any more candies when she gets home, or she'll have a toothache and cry again."

Upon hearing this, Linlin quickly covered Su Lang's ears, saying, "Daddy won't listen."

Su Lang smiled and took her hand away, then sighed, "Dad wouldn't dare disobey, otherwise Mom would punish me."

Linlin blinked, thought for a moment, and then sighed as well, saying like a little adult, "Okay, Daddy has to listen to Mommy too."

Su Lang couldn't help but laugh out loud and touched her little braid.