Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

yard.

The noise gradually subsided.

Zhang Ziliang, Liu Hai, and Zhao Yong were all taken in by Uncle Zhang and taken to the Zhang family.

The idea was that it would be more convenient for the girls to all stay in the same room.

Chen Jianji handed the last skewer of meat from the barbecue grill to Xiao Huang, who was standing at his feet.

Then he turned his head and looked at Zhang Xinyi, who was sitting next to him with her eyelids drooping.

Chen Jianji couldn't help but laugh.

"If you want to sleep, go inside. Why are you staying here?"

"Um?"

Zhang Xinyi rubbed her eyes, still half asleep.

"Aren't Shuxian and the others still queuing to take a shower?"

"I'm covered in the smell of barbecue fumes, and I haven't even showered yet, how am I supposed to sleep?"

She grumbled unhappily, clearly annoyed at being woken up.

Chen Jianji chuckled.

"Then you can go inside and sit on the sofa to wait. Anyway, the sofa cover will be washed tomorrow, so why are you sitting outside?"

"Is the burnt smell pleasant, or do you just want it to cool down?"

A cool breeze blew by in the evening.

Zhang Xinyi tightened her clothes, hurriedly looked away, and hummed.

"How should I know! Why are you asking so many questions!"

Chen Jianji got up, used tongs to move the barbecue grill, and then used a shovel to shovel some of the charcoal that had already burned to white ash into the bucket.

He then smiled and reassured her.

"Alright, when your report card comes out and you need to fill in the school information, when your aunt comes to pick you up, you don't need to say anything."

"I'll convince my aunt to let you stay and go to school with me."

He paused as he spoke.

"Stay here too, including my aunt."

Zhang Xinyi then turned her gaze back and pouted.

"You promise?"

Chen Jianji clicked his tongue lightly.

"How many times have you made me promise that I'll make sure you and your daughter stay here happily, without any regrets? Okay?"

"If I'm really worried I can't handle it, I can just grab my aunt's leg and not let her leave! She's not going to kick me, is she?"

*Pfft!*

Zhang Xinyi couldn't help but laugh.

I saw that she finally smiled.

Chen Jianji urged, "Alright, hurry up and go inside. Don't catch a cold. My parents are busy, and I'll have to take care of you."

"Hmph, as if nobody cares."

Zhang Xinyi muttered something under her breath, but still got up and jogged into the bungalow.

He shouted it out as he walked.

"Are you all done washing? Is it my turn?"

As the sound gradually faded into the distance.

Outside the courtyard, only Chen Jianji remained.

And then there's Lin Qingxue sitting on the very edge.

Chen Jianji glanced at it.

She was wearing the same suit she had worn during the day.

The thin fabric couldn't keep out the night wind.

She also seemed sleepy, with her arms crossed and her shoulders folded.

His eyes were closed, and his body was trembling slightly from the cold.

Chen Jianji checked the time.

It's already 3 a.m.

He got up and continued cleaning the charcoal stove.

If these embers aren't cleaned properly, the wind might blow them up and cause a wildfire in the forest.

He cleared the way as he went.

The stove wasn't long, and it quickly reached Lin Qingxue's side.

Chen Jianji paused, his brows furrowing.

"Go inside and sleep if you want."

No one responded.

Lin Qingxue, on the contrary, shrank herself even more.

His lips were dry and cracked, and he was trembling slightly.

Chen Jianji frowned even more deeply.

He walked past Lin Qingxue to the other side and began cleaning the ash.

Chan Kin-kei's movements weren't deliberately light, but they weren't heavy either.

However, the sound of iron utensils rubbing together is inherently harsh.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

The charcoal ash was continuously swept into the iron bucket.

Lin Qingxue, who was asleep, seemed to be startled by the sound and her body trembled.

But he didn't wake up.

Chen Jianji ignored her.

The stove had been cleaned, and he carried the iron bucket to the water pipe in the corner to fetch water.

Use water to extinguish the embers that were still burning.

The sound of rushing water filled the air.

The cleaned barbecue grill gradually lost its residual heat.

The night breeze was tinged with a cool dampness.

Lin Qingxue, who was sitting next to him, hugged him even tighter.

Her lips were pursed, as if she were dreaming about something.

......

She saw herself wearing her school uniform, standing in the courtyard of the same bungalow.

My uncle and aunt were standing in front of me.

What are they talking about?

Lin Qingxue couldn't hear very clearly.

She only saw herself in her dream, clutching a thick stack of envelopes tightly in her hand.

Suddenly, a figure dressed in the same school uniform walked out of the bungalow.

She hid the envelope carefully and slipped it into her bag without leaving a trace.

The scene changes.

It's like a dressing room.

The woman in the mirror was wearing a red dress that Lin Qingxue could never have imagined, with exquisite makeup on.

Her face looked somewhat uneasy, as if she was nervous.

His eyes held expectation, yet also a hint of unease.

She took a deep breath, picked up her pen, and opened the diary that lay on the dressing table.

As the words were written, the unease on her face gradually faded, replaced by a deep sense of anticipation.

In her dream, her eyes were filled with tears.

Lin Qingxue also felt her vision becoming increasingly blurry.

Suddenly, many scenes flashed back one by one.

Lin Qingxue saw herself dressed in smart business attire, home clothes, and pajamas.

Day after day, I went back and forth between the two points.

It's a place that feels like my workplace.

Another one seems to be...

The scene freezes on her getting into a car. She rubs her forehead and speaks to her assistant, who is dressed in a work uniform, in a faint yet helpless tone.

"It's too late today, take me home first, otherwise someone might cause trouble."

Family?

So, another place is her home?

Before Lin Qingxue could think about it further...

Bang!

A soft metallic clanging sound.

It made Lin Qingxue herself tremble.

The visuals here, even the tactile sensation of the car door closing, are so realistic.

My vision was plunged into darkness.

Lin Qingxue felt as if she were sinking into nothingness.

She stood there, surrounded by mist, unable to see the road ahead.

My body is getting colder and colder.

A light seemed to appear in front of them.

It carries a warm feeling.

Lin Qingxue slowly raised her eyes and looked over.

The light shone on her somewhat pale cheeks.

She paused, her pupils contracting slightly.

In a vast expanse of white light.

Suddenly a small shadow appeared.

The surrounding scene seemed to come to life.

A commotion arose from the side.

But Lin Qingxue was frozen in place, completely motionless.

His eyes were fixed straight ahead, unblinking.

The small shadow was seen with its arms outstretched, seemingly trying to maintain its balance.

She stretched out her little feet, one step after another.

Stumbling and unsteady, yet determined, I walked towards myself.

at the same time.

A subtle, yet ethereal feeling lingered throughout Lin Qingxue's mind.

It almost instantly drowned out all the other noises.

All that remains is that childish, unclear voice.

"numb.."

"Mommy..."

......