The sound of an ambulance whistling through the busy streets, a woman in a wedding dress lying on her father's cold body sad and calling her father over and over again.

In the waiting room, Lin Xiayan sat on the cold hospital chair, staring blankly at the white wall.

I don't know how long later, a doctor came out of the emergency room, he took off his mask, and large beads of sweat appeared on his face, "The patient was declared dead due to ineffective rescue, please mourn the family!" ”

Fang Lenghe was originally held by Lin Xiayan, however, when she heard this, she couldn't stand the stimulation and fell down beside Lin Xiayan.

"Mom-" Before she could recover from the blow of losing her father, her mother fell again.

She recalled the scene of the marriage just now, her father was wearing a very handsome suit, holding her hand, and solemnly walked forward, he felt sorry for her, but he was happy for her future happiness, but all this ......

Outside the intensive care room, there was a continuous "tick" sound inside the huge glass door, and a doctor walked out of it, and he told Lin Xiayan apologetically: "Your mother, because of overstimulation, has become a vegetative person, I'm afraid it's only been the past two days......"

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The sea constantly laps against the sand and gravel on the shore, and the dark night merges the heavens and the earth.

Lin Xiayan was wearing a white wedding dress, and slowly walked towards the deepest part of the sea step by step, the waves of the sea were beating, covering one wave after another, and gradually engulfing Lin Xiayan's whole person.

"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry for your ......"

A crystal tear flowed from the corner of Lin Xiayan's eyes, her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and a woman's voice came from her surroundings: "What nonsense is this girl talking about?" ”

She struggled to open her heavy eyelids, only to see a row of small dried fish hanging above her head, and the curtain next to it was as dirty as a rag, with a large hole in it.

Not far away there was a large cabinet, wooden, but with wormholes on it and a lock.

Look at the wall again, it is pitted, it looks like mud has been pasted on casually, and it is not even at all.

"Where is this?"

Lin Xia's cigarette butt was very painful, she struggled to sit up, and the memories in her mind kept surging towards her like a flood that opened the floodgates.

Her boyfriend Ren Hai, whom she has loved for 8 years, abandoned her on the wedding day, stood with Yu Meng, the daughter of the CEO of his company, and disliked her and said that her family has been poor since her grandfather's generation.

Her mother-in-law even pointed at her and said that she was so poor that she was not worthy of her son.

Her parents couldn't stand the stimulation, her father died suddenly, and her mother became a vegetative state......

Tears blurred her eyes, making it almost impossible for her to see everything in front of her.

Suddenly, there was a pang of discomfort in her lungs, and she coughed violently, her chest rising and falling, and she sat up because of the discomfort.

At this moment, several people came into the room, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron, a few children looking around, wearing various patched clothes, and a man who looked a little gloomy.

"Mom, Mom, I'm hungry!" A little boy tugged at the aunt's apron and called with a little face up.

"Go, go, don't you see this sister awake?"

Lin Xiayan's eyes blinked, and then blinked, she stared at the woman for a long time, and couldn't help but open her mouth wide and shouted: "Milk ......"

"What are you calling me?" The woman gave her a strange look.

Lin Xiayan's eyes once again appeared a layer of splash, blurring the image of the capable woman in front of him.

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, quickly got out of bed, put on a pair of rag shoes, opened the door, and walked out.

"You, you baby, where are you going?" The woman wiped her hands on her torn apron and quickly turned to follow.

Lin Xiayan walked to the hall, crossed the threshold, and walked into another room, and suddenly, her whole person was fixed there as if she had been struck by lightning.

The big wooden cupboard, the plank bed, looked newer than in her previous life, but she had been walking between them in her childhood, and it was impossible not to recognize them.

When she looked up again, she saw a large picture frame that was no longer familiar, the frame was wooden, only a piece of glass was separated from the surface, and there were many black and white photos in it.

And the most conspicuous and largest photo was the source of her tears. In the photo, her grandparents look like they are young, wearing simple coats, sitting on a rattan chair, grandma is holding a milk doll in her hand, and there are several little babies standing next to her, and everyone is looking at the camera with a wooden face.

She guessed correctly, she had crossed over, just as the sea had submerged her, she had traveled back in time, and the time should have been when her grandparents were young.

"I said, you girl, why are you running around in other people's houses?" Xie Panqing was very angry, because the little food stamps left in their family were locked in this room, and if they were taken away, it would be terrible.

"Sister, sister, have you found something delicious?" A little boy kept tugging at the corner of Lin Xiayan's clothes, and his hungry sallow little face was still stained with a lot of dust and mud, and he laughed, his mouth full of small black teeth.

Lin Xia swallowed her saliva, and when Yu Guang glanced at the little boy, her whole body froze, "Dad-"

Since he was a child, he has flipped through the photos of his parents when he was young, and what Lin Xiayan remembers most is his father's black teeth when he was young.

The boy in front of her should be her father, although he is a little smaller, his face is sallow, and he looks malnourished, but the memory of her father's death in her previous life made her directly reach out and hold the little boy firmly in her arms. I didn't hold it for long, I just felt that my hand was empty, and the little boy was pulled over by Xie Panqing, and her face was a little ugly: "You girl didn't get into the water, call me milk, call me my son's father, is it difficult for you to still be my granddaughter?" Such a big girl, she has hands and feet, she can't do something, she has to learn from others to jump into the river, I am so kind to fish you up, it seems that she must be breaking her head, otherwise, how can you say something stupid? ”

Lin Xiayan was already crying at this time, and in the hazy eyes of tears, she looked at the woman and child in front of her with a heartfelt smile, it must be right, and scolded her grandmother in a tone and tone.

In the past, she also thought that her grandmother might have been a gentle and considerate lady when she was young, but she didn't expect that she would already have this temper at this time.

She burst into tears, her face was full of smiles all the time, and she listened quietly like that, looking at the relatives in front of her. There is an indescribable kindness.

Just when Xie Panqing was scolding and feeling that he was unlucky to pick up a fool and came back, suddenly Lin Xiayan ran over and hugged Xie Panqing's waist tightly.

In her previous life, her grandmother was relatively fat, and her waist was very thin at this time, which made Lin Xiayan still a little unaccustomed.

But the strong smell of family affection made her only feel warm.

Xie Panqing has always been a straightforward and rough woman, but at this time, she was hugged by a girl who was not a few years younger than herself, and she only felt a little strange in her heart.

But she was going to scold, but she suddenly felt a little strange, because she felt that the girl in front of her seemed to have seen her somewhere, and she only felt familiar like a relative, and seeing her crying, there was a pain in her heart that was grasped.

Her throat rolled for a while, but the shouting of the children at her feet brought her back to her senses, she gently pushed Lin Xiayan away, and then slowed down: "Girl, where do you live, I'll let my family send you back!"

"Home?" Lin Xiayan seems to have encountered a very unfamiliar word.

In her previous life, she suffered the death of her parents, and she seemed to be homeless, where is her home? Indeed, she herself wanted to know.

Just as she struggled with how to answer.

"Oh no, no, there's a fight over there!" Suddenly, a milky voice came from the door of the room.