Chapter 1

Whether it was the past, present, or future. Whether it was a parallel world, a parallel universe, or different space and time. You were born, grew up, and died in another world, experiencing everything you saw and heard. Do you dare to say that it was not your real life, but just a fantasy in delusion?

Bang.

A crisp sound exploded in her ears, as if someone snapped his fingers in her mind. Song Ruyis body trembled slightly, as if a slight electric current penetrated her body from head to toe. Her consciousness trembled, and her mind began to become clear. She took a deep breath, moved her fingers, and subconsciously tightened the object in her hand.

Is it a pair of chopsticks? She opened her eyes again and raised her head.

In the eyes of others, she was obviously frightened by a series of sudden situations just now, but no one cared about her now, so there was no way to find her abnormality at that moment.

And the bang was not her hallucination, but the sound of dishes hitting the ground.

"What are you doing?" A low voice suppressed anger. Song Ruyi paused for a moment, and then realized that it was not said to her, but to the standing boy. In addition to the boy, there were three other people sitting, and in addition to her, there was a man and a woman. All this happened in the dining room. There were sumptuous dishes on the table. Looking at the light coming in from the window, it was probably dinner time. Unfortunately, someone had a dispute and no one was interested in the dishes on the table, especially the old duck soup in the middle. It looked like it was served. Now it was cold and greasy, but it was still intact.

The person who spoke was the middle-aged man sitting opposite Song Ruyi. He looked very familiar, like someone he had seen before. He was probably in his early forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a brown shirt. His hands on the table were already bulging with veins. It was obvious that he was not as calm as he looked. The young man standing opposite him and confronting him looked like he was about to be burned by anger. He was the only one standing, but he looked more like the weaker party.

He was indeed the weaker party.

"Why are you asking me?" The young mans voice seemed to be screaming from his throat. If he didnt stop, he would burn himself in the next second. He pointed his finger at Song Ruyi: "I am seventeen years old this year, and Song Ruyi is thirteen years old. Now you are going to give birth to another child for the heir, for the so-called heir!" After saying this, he was silent for a long time, and then sneered: "We dont exist in your heart, right? What do you think of me? What do you think of me! In this case, why did you marry my mother in the first place? Why didnt you two get together earlier?" He kicked over the chair in front of him.

Song Ruyis eyes stopped for a few seconds on the hand that pointed at her and then retracted. She seemed to be a little dazed, but she didnt sort it out at all. She looked like she was really scared and speechless by everything in front of her.

She was thinking about what was going on now, as if she had no idea of ​​the family war in front of her. Yes, family war, it was obvious. What she couldnt figure out was that this scene had appeared in her memory before, so she had to think about it. It seemed like it had happened, not something that was predicted.

Song Ruyi is a time traveler. She suddenly traveled back in time when she graduated from college at the age of 23. The time travel was inexplicable and without any warning. Her name before the time travel was Song Ruyi, and her family situation was the same as before.

And just now, the boy called her name, which was also Song Ruyi, so she has traveled back now? !

Song Ruyi blinked, then turned to look at the woman sitting next to her, who was the only one who didnt speak except her. She also looked familiar and seemed to have seen her before. She blinked again, and her memory became clearer like the thick dust on the photo was wiped off. That face gradually overlapped with the almost blurred face in her impression. There was no way. For her, time had passed too long, long enough for her to suppress everything that had happened in her heart and then gradually forget it.

She just looked at her hands and was a little confused. But after a while, the memory of her body had been recalled. It was indeed her. So now she has traveled back, but for some reason, she has returned to her thirteen years old, not the twenty-three years old before the time travel. And she had a premonition that this was her last life, and there would be no more inexplicable next life.

This feeling was very mysterious, but she believed it firmly. Song Ruyi traveled through three lives. The first two lives were not much different from her own world. In the second life, she died young. She was tortured by illness since birth and died on the hospital bed before she was sixteen years old. It was another interpretation of early death and early reincarnation.

The third life was the life that reshaped her worldview, because it was a world of cultivation, people could practice, and even ascend to become immortals. Of course, no one had ascended to become immortals for tens of thousands of years in her era, but that was also shocking.

Cultivation depends very much on talent, and she happened to have talent. Even if her talent was mediocre, it was better than nothing. And this kind of innate thing, until she died, oh no, until she traveled back, she didnt figure out what was going on.

Song Ruyi thought blankly, wondering if she still had the talent to practice in this life. But at this moment, it was obviously not this that was important, but everything that happened in front of her. She was like an invisible person since she returned, but her memories were fast. A few minutes seemed like hours. After all, it was her own body, so it was much easier to integrate. She remembered more and more things. In addition to the memories of the little girl before the age of thirteen, there were also some things that happened before she crossed over at the age of twenty-three.

The boy standing was her stepbrother Gu Nanze, and the middle-aged man who began to stand up opposite was her stepfather Gu Chengyuan. They were a reconstituted family. The man had a son and the woman had a daughter. Both parties had some money before the reconstitution. It was said that they had signed several prenuptial agreements.

Murong, the lady sitting next to her, was her biological mother. She had not said a word since the boy started to confront his father angrily, and she did not take sides with anyone. Let them deal with it themselves, even if they were arguing, even if she and her daughter were involved in the argument, they acted as if it had nothing to do with her. This was a very confusing approach, but it was in line with her temper. In her opinion, it was best for her not to get involved in this situation.

Gu Nanze became more and more excited. After he said, "Are you sure the baby in her belly is yours?", Gu Chengyuans fist finally hit Gu Nanzes face. Gu Nanze staggered and fell to the ground. He sat on the ground with one hand supporting him, covering his face with the other hand, bending his knees, looking up, and still looking at his father unyieldingly.

Song Ruyi didnt say anything, not only because she didnt want to say anything, but more importantly, she had no right to speak here. Murong finally stood up, her belly slightly bulging, it looked like she was at least three months pregnant, she spoke to stop him from continuing: "Chengyuan, we are also wrong in this matter, we didnt discuss it with the child at the beginning," she said, turning her eyes to Gu Nanze who was sitting on the ground: "Nanze, we want another child just because we like children, it has nothing to do with inheritance rights."

Everyone could see the mockery in Gu Nanzes eyes. He stood up and said to her coldly: "Like children? Lets not talk about me. Do you know which direction the door of your daughters class opens? Do you remember what you said when Aunt Wang called you when she had a fever yesterday?"

Murong was silent again, and Gu Nanzes voice was still ringing: "You said I know, and then did you come back to see her? No! Did you ask about it today? No! Today you just came to inform us that you are pregnant."

"Now you say you like children?" He turned his eyes to Gu Chengyuan and asked: "What about you, do you like children too?!"

Gu Chengyuans face was still stern. Gu Nanze took two steps back and shook his head, saying, "You think I know nothing. I heard everything you said in the study. Like children? Do you think Im just after the inheritance? Obviously, you only have the inheritance in your eyes!" He turned around and left. After a while, there was a bang, and the door closed. He left, leaving behind a deathly silence.

After a long time, Gu Chengyuan kicked the chair that had turned over on the ground again, and then sat back on the chair, looking up and panting, unbuttoning the buttons on his collar, obviously very angry.

Murong couldnt tell anything. She sat down and said, "He said he heard what we said in the study room. It was probably when you came back from a business trip to the United States. Only at that time did we talk about whether to have a child in the study room. I didnt expect him to be outside the door. If I had been more careful at that time, it would have been better."

Gu Chengyuan sat up and started to eat. He poured another bowl of old duck soup and drank it with his head tilted back. After putting down the bowl, he said, "This soup is too fishy when its cold. Youre pregnant, so you probably cant get used to it." Then he called Aunt Wang twice. Murong looked up at him and said, "I asked Aunt Wang to leave when she broke the bowl in Nanze. Otherwise, wouldnt it be embarrassing enough?"

Then she seemed to have just realized that Song Ruyi was still sitting next to her. She touched her forehead with her hand. She didnt look hot, but it was colder than her hand. She remembered that Aunt Wang called her last night and said that her fever was almost 40 degrees. She asked softly, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Song Ruyi was actually feeling quite uncomfortable, but it was probably not because of the fever. She shook her head.

Murong was quite surprised. After so many things happened just now, her daughter was still calm. However, she attributed everything to her illness and didnt take it to heart. She just said, "Go back to your room and rest after eating."

Song Ruyi glanced at the two of them, stood up and left the dining room. To be honest, she felt that everything she experienced was quite mysterious. She knew in her heart that she had returned to the original world, and the timeline had regressed ten years. But maybe the time of returning was too short. Everything was like seeing flowers in the fog, as if there was a layer of separation. It would probably take some time to adapt.