Whether it's past, present, or future.
Whether it's parallel worlds, parallel universes, or different spaces and different times.
You were born, raised, and died in another world, experiencing everything you see and hear.
You dare to say that it is not your real life, but just a fantasy in vain Boom.
A crisp sound exploded in her ears, as if someone in the haze snapped her fingers in her head, and Song Ruyi's body trembled slightly, as if a slight electric current penetrated her body from head to toe.
Her consciousness trembled, her thoughts began to become clear, she took a deep breath, her fingers moved, and she subconsciously clenched what she was holding in her hand.
It was a pair of chopsticks that she closed her eyes and reopened, then raised her head.
In the eyes of others, she was obviously frightened by a series of unexpected situations just now, but now no one can take care of her, and there is no way to find her abnormality at that moment.
And the thud was not a hallucination, but the sound of dishes hitting the floor.
"What are you doing," a low, suppressed anger voice.
Song Ru paused, only to realize that this was not to her, but to the young man who was standing.
In addition to the young man, there were three other people seated, and besides her there was a man and a woman.
It all happened in the dining room, with hearty dishes on the table, and looking at the light coming in through the window, it was probably dinner time.
It's a pity that I don't know what happened and there was a dispute, which caused no one to care about the table in front of me, especially the can of duck soup in the middle, what it looked like when it was served, and now it was cold and oily, and it was still complete.
The one who spoke was a middle-aged man sitting opposite Song Ruyi, who looked very familiar, the kind of déjà vu.
He was in his early forties, wearing wide-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses, a brown shirt, and a hand on the table that had broken out of his muscles, and was clearly not as calm as his face appeared.
And the young man standing opposite him looked like he was about to be burned with anger, obviously he was the only one standing, but he was more like the weaker side.
He is indeed the underdog.
"What do you ask me to do" The young man's voice seemed to be screaming out of his throat, and if he didn't stop, he was going to burn himself in the next second, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Song Ruyi: "I'm seventeen years old this year, Song Ruyi is thirteen years old, and now you actually want to have another child for the heir, for the so-called heir" After saying this, he was silent for a long time, and then sneered: "We don't exist in your heart, right, what do you treat me for, what do you think of me, what did you marry my mother in the first place, Why didn't you two get together sooner," he lifted his foot and kicked over the chair in front of him.
Song Ruyi's gaze stopped for a few seconds on the hand that was pointed at her and then withdrawn, a little abruptly, but it didn't look clear at all, and it looked like she was frightened by everything in front of her and couldn't speak.
She was thinking about what was going on, as if she were unaware of the family war in front of her, yes, the family war, obvious.
What she couldn't figure out was that the scene in front of her had appeared in her memory, and she had to think about it, it seemed to have happened rather than some uncertain prophet.
Song Ruyi is a traverser, and he suddenly wore it when he graduated from college at the age of twenty-three, and the crossing was inexplicable and without warning, and his name before the crossing was Song Ruyi, and the family situation was as good as in front of him.
And just now, the young man called her name, and it was also Song Ruyi, so she is now back in time Song Ruyi blinked her eyes, then turned her head to look at the woman sitting next to her, except for the only one who didn't speak, the same familiar déjà vu, blinked her eyes again, and her memory became clear like the thick dust on the photo had been erased, and the face and the blurred face in the impression gradually coincided.
No way, too much time has passed for her, long enough for her to keep everything that has happened in her heart and then gradually forget.
It's just that she looked at her hand, a little dazed, but after a while, the memory of her body has been recalled, and it is indeed herself.
So now it's time to travel back, yes, it's just that for some reason, she's back to when she was thirteen, not twenty-three before she crossed over.
And she has a hunch that this is her last life, and there will be no inexplicable next life.
It was a mysterious feeling, but she was convinced of it.
Song Ruyi traveled through the third life, the first two lives are not much different from her own world, the second life died early, she was tortured by illness since she was born, and died in the hospital bed before she was even sixteen years old, which can be regarded as another interpretation of early death and early superbirth.
The third life is the first life that reshapes her worldview, because it is a world of cultivation, and people can cultivate, and they can even soar to become immortals.
Of course, no one has been promoted to immortality for tens of thousands of years in her time, but that is also shocking.
Xiuzhen is very talented, and she happens to be talented, even if her qualifications are mediocre, but it is better than nothing.
And this innate thing, until she died, oh no, didn't figure out what the hell was going on until she crossed back.
Song Ruyi thought blankly, I don't know if I still have the kind of talent that can be cultivated in this life.
But what is important at this moment is obviously not this, but what is happening in front of her.
She has been like an invisible person since she returned, but the memories are fast, just a few minutes seem like hours have passed, after all, it is her own body, it is much easier to fuse, and she remembers more and more things, in addition to those memories of the little girl before the age of thirteen, and some things that happened before the crossing at the age of twenty-three.
The young man standing was her stepbrother Gu Nanze, and the middle-aged man opposite who began to stand up was her stepfather Gu Chengyuan.
They are reorganized families, the man has a son, the woman has a daughter, and they are the kind where both parties had some money before the reorganization, and it is said that several prenuptial agreements were signed.
Murong, the lady sitting next to her, was her biological mother.
From the beginning of the young man's anger and the beginning of the confrontation with his father, he did not say a word, and he did not favor anyone.
Let the father and son deal with it by themselves, even if they are arguing, even if the content of the quarrel includes her and her daughter, it is as if it has nothing to do with her.
It's a very incomprehensible practice, but it fits her temper very well, and in her opinion, it would be best if she didn't get involved in the situation.
The more Gu Nanze spoke, the more excited he became, and after he said, "Are you sure the child in her belly is yours?"
Gu Chengyuan's fist finally smashed into Gu Nanze's face, and Gu Nanze stumbled and fell to the ground.
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He sat on the ground with one hand propped up, covered his face with the other, bent his knees, tilted his head, and still looked at his father unyieldingly.
Song Ruyi didn't speak, not only because she didn't want to speak, but more importantly, there was no place for her to speak at all.
And Murong finally stood up, her lower abdomen was slightly bulging, and she saw that she was at least more than three months pregnant, and opened her mouth to stop him from continuing to move: "Chengyuan, we are also at fault in this matter, we didn't discuss it with the child at the beginning," she said and turned her gaze to Gu Nanze, who was sitting on the ground: "Nanze, we have another child just because we like children, and it has nothing to do with inheritance." ” Everyone could see the ridicule in Gu Nanze's eyes, he stood up and said coldly to her: "I don't talk about me if I like children, do you know where the door of your daughter's class opens, do you remember what she said yesterday when she had a fever Aunt Wang called you?"
Murong didn't say a word again, and Gu Nanze's voice was still ringing: "You said I know, and then you came back to see her, didn't you ask today, didn't you just come over to inform us that you are pregnant." ” "Now you say you like children" He turned his gaze to Gu Chengyuan and asked, "What about you, do you like children too?"
Gu Chengyuan's face was still cold, Gu Nanze took two steps back, shook his head and said, "You think I don't know anything, I can hear what you said in the study at that time."
I like children, when I'm just for inheritance, it's obvious that you only have inheritance in your eyes," he turned to leave, and after a while, there was a bang, and the sound of the door closing came, and he left, leaving a deathly silence.
After a long time, Gu Chengyuan kicked the chair that had fallen on the ground again, and then sat back on the chair, panting with his head up, and unbuttoning the button at the neckline, obviously angry.
Murong couldn't see anything, she sat down and said: "He said that he heard what we said in the study at the beginning, it is estimated that it was the time when you came back from a business trip to the United States, only at that time we talked in the study about whether we wanted a child or not, I didn't expect him to be outside the door, it would be nice if I paid more attention at that time." ” Gu Chengyuan sat up straight and began to eat, took another bowl of duck soup and drank it a few sips, put down the bowl and said: "This soup is too fishy to be cold, you are pregnant, I guess you can't get used to it," and then shouted Aunt Wang twice, Murong looked up at him: "I let Aunt Wang out when she dropped the bowl in Nanze, otherwise it would not be enough to be ashamed."
Then she seemed to find that Song Ruyi was still sitting next to her, and touched her forehead with her hand, but she didn't look hot, but it was colder than her hand.
She remembered that when Aunt Wang called her last night, she said that she had a fever of almost 40 degrees, and asked softly, "Are you still uncomfortable?"
Song Ruyi was actually quite uncomfortable, but it was probably not the cause of the fever, so he shook his head.
Murong was quite surprised, so many things had happened just now, and her daughter was still calm, but she attributed all the reasons to illness and couldn't lift her spirits, so she didn't take it to heart, she just said, "After eating, go back to your room and rest." ” Song Ruyi glanced at the two of them, stood up and left the dining room.
Seriously, she felt that everything she had experienced was quite mysterious, and she knew very well in her heart that she was back in the original world, and the timeline had been rewind ten years.
But it may be that the time to return is too short, everything is like seeing flowers in the fog, as if it is separated by a layer, and it is estimated that it will take a while to adapt. gd1806102: