In my previous life, I was like an ant that was trampled by everyone. After my death, I finally saw clearly that I was let down by the one who loved me, and that my love hurt my bones. If I could go back, I would write my life all over again. The last thing I saw was scarlet. I finally closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, I was back to the time I was five years old. When I was burning, I slowly opened my eyes. The familiar smell made my heart feel like a knife. This smell was my mother. She was guarding my bedside, holding my hand. Even though her eyes were red and swollen from crying, she still reluctantly looked away from my face, "Yue'er, are you awake?"
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
