Luo Anhai never thought that one day he would witness his funeral with his own eyes.
She remembered that she was on the plane and was about to fly to the UK to negotiate a cooperation plan. As long as she succeeded, the company directors would definitely stand by her, and then the position of President Luo would definitely belong to her.
She has absolute certainty, she knows she will win, who knows it is the last step, but she encounters a plane crash.
The moment she knew that she was about to die, she wanted to cry and laugh. She had been working hard for decades and finally reached her goal, but when she was about to hit the door, she fell short.
She fought for so long, desperately standing in the Luo family's position, desperately grabbing everything, and not allowing anyone to take away what belongs to her-especially the mother and son!
She swore that she would never let that mother and son have a better time in her life, and she would not let them take advantage of their hearts. As a result, just at the last moment when she was about to succeed, she lost in a plane.
She was unwilling—at the moment of the crash, Luo Anhai was filled with unwillingness and resentment.
Then, when conscious again, she was floating in mid-air, while her funeral was being held below.
She looked at her father tremblingly standing in front of her grave, with white hair and a haggard and old face... Luo Anhai couldn't help being stunned.
She hadn't looked at her father for a long time. Once upon a time, he was so old.
Since he let the mother and son in, their father-daughter relationship has dropped to freezing point. She doesn't call him father anymore, she opposes her father everywhere, always shows a rude attitude in front of him, she makes everyone unhappy, sees them angry and embarrassed, she is happy, because she is for her own Mother is not worth it.
Her mother loves her only man deeply, knowing that the man married her just to get financial assistance, she still has no regrets and dedicates everything with all her heart, but in the end she ends up being lonely and depressed all her life.
What made Luo Anhai even more uneasy was that within three months of his mother's death, his father married that woman and entered the house!
No, to be precise, when the mother was still alive, they had already cheated on the outside. The father wanted to divorce the mother, but the mother refused. In the end, the father always slammed the door and left, and returned to his home with the mother and son. Facing her father's ruthlessness, her mother grieved and grieved every day, and her already weak body was getting worse day by day, and finally died at a young age.
It's all the woman's fault!
Luo Anhai stared resentfully at the woman who was helping her father, seeing the woman's sad face, she snorted disdainfully, her eyes full of sneer.
She didn't believe that the woman's sad look was real, she just felt hypocritical and disgusting!
To that woman, Luo Anhai never had a good face, and was always cynical. As long as she saw a woman's face, she was full of hatred, because a woman's happiness was exchanged for her mother's misfortune!
That ordinary woman couldn't compare to her mother at all, no matter her family background or appearance, she couldn't compare to her mother at all. But the father only had that woman in his heart. Even though the woman had been married or even had a child, the father still cared about her and neglected her mother for her. After marrying her and entering the door, she is even more caring, treating her child as her own, better than her own daughter.
Under the same roof, they are a happy family of three, and she is an outsider.
The person surnamed Luo was clearly her, but the father was devoted to cultivating the woman's son, and even wanted to give the Luo family to him.
Luo Anhai's gaze shifted to the tall man in the black suit. The man's face was expressionless, calm and almost indifferent.
Luo Anhai sneered. Why come to any funeral? Hypocrisy, she would be disgusting even if everyone died!
She clenched her hands by her side and stared at the man's figure. Her eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness, but what could she do? She is just a ghost now and can't do anything... Luo Anhai closed his eyes angrily, his fists trembling.
Looking at the funeral, she was at a loss and didn't know where to go, and instinctively followed the three "relatives" back to Luo's house, and then she felt that her behavior was ridiculous.
Is this still her home
No, since the death of the mother, after the mother and son entered the door, this is no longer her home.
But she insisted on staying here, even if she saw the annoying mother and son, she still stayed here, because this used to be her and her mother's home.
Luo Anhai drifted silently with his empty eyes open. She came home, but no one could see her. In the middle of the night, the huge room was silent, and she was the only one left.
Where should she go? Where is her place of return
The figure slowly floated into her room, but saw that there was already someone in the room.
She was stunned when she saw the man sitting on her bed with her fingers touching the photo frame on the head of the bed. In the photo, she raised her chin, looked contemptuous, and smiled arrogantly and unruly.
What did he do in her room
She just died, did he want to clear her room
Luo Anhai clenched his fists and looked at the man hatefully, waiting for his next move.
But after she waited for a long time, the man still maintained the same action, his eyes kept on the photo, and the man didn't get up and leave the room until it was dawn.
Luo Anhai frowned, not knowing what the man wanted.
But she thought that the man must have no good intentions, so she just waited to see how he invaded and seized everything that belonged to her.
She watched the man sit in the position of the Luo family's president, watched the man get older, watched the man hold the Luo family in his hands, watched the man always enter her room when the night was quiet, and then stayed silent all night.
She didn't understand why he didn't clear her room, but kept all her things and kept the room as it was when she left.
Luo Anhai was puzzled, but she couldn't ask, she could only watch silently with full of doubts.
She followed the man and saw that on her birthday every year, the man came into her room with a small cake, watched the candles on the cake melt and go out, and watched the hand of the man who caressed the frame before he left.
She just watched it, year after year.
The hatred in her heart turned into suspicion, then into doubt, and finally into deep puzzlement, and then it was like a habit, she just watched.
Watching the father and the woman pass away one after another, watching the man send them off with his own hands, watching the huge house left alone...
Does he not marry
As the president of the Luo family, many women wanted to marry him, but he was always indifferent to women, and he didn't even have any scandals.
Luo Anhai looked at the man. He was cold and always alone. When he returned to the house, the most common place he stayed was her room, and the most common place he looked at was her photos.
His expression was always indifferent, his eyes were dark and deep, she couldn't see what he was thinking, it was just him like this, which made her heart full of depression and irritability.
One year, he adopted a boy, he raised the boy, taught the boy everything, and then one day, he suddenly passed out.
She heard the doctor say it was lung cancer. In addition, men are still somewhat malnourished, have symptoms of gastric ulcers, and are even overworked.
Luo Anhai stared blankly at the man with a calm expression. When he learned of his condition, he was unusually calm. He didn't panic at all, but calmly explained everything.
It looked like he had been waiting for this moment to come, this thought made Luo Anhai's heart inexplicably tense, and the man's eyes flickered.
She thought of the man's serious addiction to smoking, of the man who ate less, his three meals are always abnormal, and his tall and straight body was gradually thinning, and that he always woke up in the middle of the night, and then opened his eyes in her room until dawn.
Looking at the man's dark eyes that were almost cold, Luo Anhai clenched his hands unconsciously, trembling faintly.
Despite the dissuasion of the doctor and his adopted son, the man insisted on going home. He did not want to be hospitalized, nor did he want to undergo surgery and chemotherapy.
He just went to her room, sat on her bed, and quietly looked at her picture.
And she looked at him quietly.
Finally, she watched his funeral - he was buried next to her.
She floated to the front of his tomb, her transparent hand stretched out gently, she paused slightly when she was about to touch the photo on the tombstone, her complex eyes stared at the man's photo, and her fingers that stopped at last finally moved forward, gently caressing her. Over the man's gloomy eyebrows.
She thought that he was still holding the old picture frame in his hand before he died. In the picture frame, was her picture. When he closed his eyes, the corners of his cold lips raised a slight smile, and at that time, she seemed to hear him spit out a name.
An Hai…
"fool."
Tears fell silently, and the resentment and unwillingness of the past disappeared, leaving only the unspeakable depression and pain.
Really hurts.
Luo Anhai grabbed his chest, his fingers trembling and forceful. She doesn't understand why her heart still hurts when everyone is dead
Pa—the transparent tears fell to the ground, the transparent figure gradually disappeared, and finally, there was only that hoarse whisper.
fool…
At the moment when the tears fell, Luo Anhai only remembered the pain that almost suffocated her, and the pain made her tears keep dripping.
"fool… "
"Miss? Miss! Miss!"
Luo Anhai opened her eyes, and in her blurred vision, she saw a familiar but younger face than she remembered, and she couldn't help but be stunned.
"Miss? What's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?" The woman looked at Luo Anhai worriedly, and wiped away the tears on her face, thinking that the lady must be dreaming of a dead lady.
"...Chen, Mother Chen?" Luo Anhai looked at the woman in shock, this old servant who almost watched her grow up. She remembered that Chen's mother left the Luo family when she was 20 years old, lived with her daughter-in-law, took care of her grandson, and no longer served as a servant in the Luo family.
At her funeral, Chen's mother also appeared, and finally collapsed in her son's arms.
And now... Luo Anhai looked around in a daze—this was her room, and she was familiar with every scene and object.
Seeing the dazed look on the young lady's face, Chen's mother felt even more distressed. "Miss, you dreamed of your wife, didn't you? Madam just gave up too much, so what happened? Not long after the lady left, the master married the woman, and today he has to bring the mother and son back, really... "Chen Ma Yu The more angry he said, the more worthless it was for the deceased wife, and the more distressed she felt for the young lady who lost her mother at a young age and was neglected by her father.
Without Madam's protection, her poor young lady would definitely be bullied by the mother and son!
mother and son? take it back? Luo Anhai looked at Chen Ma suspiciously, a feeling of surprise rose in his heart, and his heartbeat quickened for this guess.
"Mother Chen, it's been three months since my mother passed away, right?"
"That's right! It's only been three months, and the woman can't wait to enter the door. How can the master treat the lady like this?!"
The guess in her heart was confirmed, Luo Anhai couldn't believe it, she tried her best to stabilize her trembling voice, "Mother Chen, you go out first."
"Miss?" Seeing that her face was pale, Chen Ma asked worriedly, "Are you uncomfortable?"
"It's okay." Luo Anhai squeezed out a smile. "You go out first, I'll go down later, aren't my dad and the others coming back soon?"
"The driver said that it will be there in ten minutes. The master wants you to wait downstairs." After the last sentence, Chen Ma looked angry. Knowing that the young lady is against the mother and son entering the door, the master wants the young lady to go downstairs to greet her, which is simply forcing the young lady to accept it.
But she is only a servant after all, and even if she is dissatisfied for the young lady, she can't say anything, she can only look at the young master helplessly and distressedly.
"I'll go down after I wash up." Luo Anhai looked calm, but the hands hidden under the quilt clenched tightly into fists and couldn't stop shaking.
Seeing Chen Ma closing the door and leaving, Luo Anhai quickly jumped out of bed and ran to the full-length mirror. When he saw himself in the mirror, his eyes immediately widened.
Under the blue silk pajamas are slender limbs, the hair color past the shoulders is lighter, between black and brown, the mixed-race facial features are deeper than those of the East, but they still reveal the pale greenness that belongs to a girl—this is She, at the age of fourteen, was just less arrogant and rebellious at that time. The bright and clean mirror faithfully reflected the surprised look on the girl's face.
Even though he was certain in his heart, but when it was really confirmed, Luo Anhai was still frightened by himself in the mirror, and even a little couldn't believe it.
She knew that the novels and TV series of Rebirth through Rebirth were very popular recently, and she scoffed at such whimsical settings when she was bored with the TV series, but she never thought that such a bloody plot would happen to her.
She crashed to death, became a ghost, and went back to the past from the ghost, back to the year when she was fourteen years old, and it was still this day.
She clearly remembered that this day was the day when her father married the woman, and it was also the day when the mother and son entered the house. The father, who is the head of the family, never brought his new family in, but she, the heir of the Luo family, became an outsider of the family.