[Transmigrate into a Book + Raising a Child + Healing + Lighthearted + Family Bonds + Strong Female Lead]
I died, but not all the way.
The System gave me three months to save a pitiful little cannon-fodder villain from the future.
Me: “Sure. I’m good at raising kids.”
So I took a child who had dropped out of school back to class, raised a gloomy little outcast into a sunny boy, and, along the way, exposed human traffickers and destroyed gang hideouts...
The longer it went on, the more something felt off.
This strange heart-to-heart connection and unsettling sense of familiarity.
A special mission? Was this seriously not a mother’s instinct?
On the last day of the mission, swallowing my sadness, I timidly wrote a goodbye message and slipped away.
Later, I saw the child gripping his reddened palm as he looked at me. Tears rolled down his cheeks in big drops, yet he still smiled and wished me well:
“Mom... have a safe journey.”
I saw that Tomatozi needs to write a 100-word book review, so I'm going to write it. I don't know what to write, so let me praise myself first. Compared with the previous book, it's a rapid improvement. But I don't know what's going on with this one yet. I hope the number of readers can exceed 100. Oh my god, there are so few people. It's heartbreaking. Damn, it's probably just a short story, a bit bland, without any big conflicts. I can't tell the story through the writing and the plot. I can't tell what the story is like until someone else reads it to me. Anyway, sometimes it's quite interesting for me, but sometimes I feel awkward. Maybe it's because I'm wearing a mother's filter. It should be 100 words now, right? How could it not be 100 words? It must be 100 words. Oops, why doesn't the book review show me the word count? Hahaha, in fact, I have been converting speech to text, and I feel that the conversion of some texts may not be so smooth.