At eighteen, Su Wanxing was pushed into the river by her own family and drowned in the freezing darkness of night.
Just before she died, she heard the fake heiress, Su Rourou, say, "Sister, you were never meant to exist in this world."
When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the summer, three months after the Su family had taken her in. This time, she would no longer grovel for their approval, endure their mistreatment, or exhaust herself over a few words of insincere concern.
Starting with refusing a breakfast served with nothing but cold stares, Su Wanxing gradually reclaimed the life that belonged to her: placing first in competitions, earning a recommendation to a top university, finding her true blood relatives, and building a career of her own.
In this life, she would live only for herself.
This is not a feel-good story about turning one's life around with a golden finger. It is the story of a girl climbing out of the mire and raising herself again, inch by inch. There is no overnight triumph, only day after day of gritting her teeth and carrying on. No false reunions, only clear-eyed goodbyes and leaving with dignity.
At last, when she stood tall on her own, she looked back at the path behind her. The girl who once drowned had grown into her own safe shore.
