Just like most A-level toppers,

My life is also full of twists and turns.

My father ran out of the family in pursuit of romance, and my mother was a young lady of a family who was curious about other countries and followed caravans to Europe.

It's like falling in love in the story.,Regardless of all the obstacles, they formed a family.。

After a lot of hardships, he settled in a small village and had a daughter.

They loved her a lot.

It's just that I occasionally think that if they were at that time, they would quarrel and separate because they both chose each other and had to live a much harder life than before.

For them, wouldn't it be better.

It's just that they don't, they all feel that as long as they are accompanied by each other in this world, even such a hard life is very happy.

Both are parents who are too naïve and beautiful in their ideas.

Such a person, directly drowned by the cruel wave of war, may also be seen everywhere...

Even so, that's the most loving parents in the world,

One of the most carefree times of my life,

Although I didn't realize it until I lost it all.

'Wait here, my mother and I will bring you bread right away...'

A century passed, and they did not return.

The world is huge, and it's very cold.

Especially for a teenage girl who has no parents.

If the 'owner of the white house' hadn't saved her, she might not have waited for her to ask the family who adopted her, burn down the house with the money she left behind, and run away.

I'm dead.

The days of hiding in the ruins, the first period of waking up and not knowing where to go, tired and having nowhere to go back, leaving only one alone, panic, helplessness and confusion kept washing over my heart,

I've never felt so clearly the vastness and indifference of the world,

It doesn't care at all whether a teenage girl is dead or alive.

With the illusory expectation that his parents will come back to find him, he knocked on every household in the village to beg for food, and was disgusted and driven away because of the appearance of the mixed-race child.

Falling asleep every night in fear, hunger, loneliness, helplessness, crying,

In the end, I finally lost all the strength to cry.

It's going to get hungrier, so you can't cry...

Without clothes, I can only wrap the rags I have picked up around my hands and feet, I have no place to live but stuff straw into the gaps under the rubble, and I have no food, so I can only try to do some rough work for others from morning to night.

In exchange for poor food that doesn't starve to death? And save as little as you can? Because there is no guarantee that it will be able to change tomorrow,

At that time? I struggled every day just to survive.

And then even this level of 'stability' will be taken away?

The already malnourished and thin body, the shoulder and wrist that was injured by the anger of the passing officer? Even if it doesn't heal for more than a month, it hurts as long as you lift it?

But compared to the pain? I have eaten all the last fruits,

Curled up in the collapsed ruins, knowing that I might die, I might not survive this winter,

Is that what made me bite my lip at that time? Afraid that you will never wake up again if you cry?

Those memories are cold, dark, and lonely.

No home, no parents, no one to keep me company with, no place to go back?

In a huge, vast world with billions of people?

I was alone and had nothing.

A long, cold, hopeless wait? It constitutes an indelible painful childhood in my memory.

Even after that,

Saved by that guy again? Awakened to be a participant? Help her complete the great cause of stopping the wheels of war again? Stop the war you hate the most,

The decades as a member of the Sleepless Palace were a time of peace and contentment.

So when I found out that the person had been deliberately deceiving herself, and the feelings that she regarded as a complete trust of her relatives were shaken and collapsed,

That's how I broke down.

Do you hate her?

How could it be...

Just half a century after leaving there,

I found myself back as a person.

No home, no parents, no one to keep me company, no place to go back.

Until one day I made a stupid mistake that made people laugh...

...

It's different from all A-level superiors,

My dreams are full of beauty.

The indelible memories of suffering imprinted in the bottom of my heart have all turned into a dreamlike happiness.

It's unbelievable, how about that... can be described....

Grilled fish, sweet fruits, sunshine and naps,

A life that no longer has to struggle for survival, it is obviously the same scene in memory, but it is very different.

Those who are dazed, afraid, cold and uneasy, those who grit their teeth and survive loneliness and helplessness,

It's all gone, and only peace of mind and warmth remain.

Just because of the appearance of a person.

It's too foul...

angrily grabbed the officer's head and smashed it on the table because he was injured, the kind of peace of mind that made people feel protected, the kind of people who felt that there were still people in this world who cared about themselves and cared about themselves,

I still have the warmth of someone to rely on.

It's too foul for myself at that time....

I'm just a fool...

Take yourself out of that small village, and let everything that would have happened after that disappear,

Abandoning the hardships and misery of struggling at the bottom, he took himself to see a gorgeous world that he had never seen before, and gave himself a precious gift that he couldn't even imagine.

It was a dreamy time for a teenage girl who was struggling to survive.

Steam trains, Milan estates, noble balls...

And the self-satisfied skirt I wore on the projection, and the cowhide boots with a price tag of 50 lira...

The photos that go through time freeze frame,

The memory of his life after the modification is that he returned to Milan alone, with the huge assets of the manor and shop, and the weapons he handed over to him.

There is no longer the hardships and misery of wandering, and I am really happy to grow up slowly.

Although it was like fate to reconnect with the same life as the original, but there was no loneliness like the original life.

Because I know,

In this world of billions of people, there will always be people who will be there for me in the future.

But you idiot,

You are like this.... It's going to make me want to leave you...

...

The light blonde hair spreads out on the slender white shoulders, and the white jade flawless slender legs under the skirt,

After a shallow breath, the eyelashes flutter,

Ling slowly opened her pale golden eyes from her sleep, and whispered out of instinct:

"Fang Ran?"

"Well, it's finally time to wake up, my Queen."

I don't want to investigate what caused this incredible phenomenon.

Waking up in the carriage, Ling supported her body from the fluffy blanket, as if she was not awake and looked at the young man in front of her,

Then he stretched out his hands and hugged him.

Mattresses, wallpaper, water dispensers, energy-saving lamps... There's even a small generator, like a small room in a carriage carriage,

Ling snuggled in the arms of the youth like a stray cat that had found a home.

Wrapping his arms around his waist, rubbing his taste, feeling the warmth coming from him, no matter what, there is a kind of attachment that makes him unwilling to let go.

Sleeping in such dreams, she experienced the times in the photographs firsthand.

I don't want to be a participant, I don't want to be a night angel, I don't want to live that long,

As long as these days can last.

If I could, I would like to make this dream endless...