Transmigrating: A Simple Life Is a Blessing

In the end, she still left, and I still had to keep waiting through the desolate midnight.

Mom, even if you don't want me anymore, even if you hate me even more, please don't force yourself to pretend you love me, okay? If I died, you'd be happy, wouldn't you? Then, Mom, could I be your daughter again in my next life? Could you love me properly then? In my next life... it's a promise, okay?

I once thought I could live the life I wanted in this world, carefree, simple, and happy. But I never imagined that the moment I entered this world, the wheels of fate had already begun to turn.

These days, there sure are a lot of people who transmigrate. With a black line across my face, I muttered to myself and wrote in my diary, “An ordinary life is a blessing.”