A Thread of Love from a Past Life

When Mo Xiaosha was four, she envied the neighbor's children for having fathers. She asked, “Mom, why does everyone else have a dad except me?”

Yan Bingyu: “Of course Xiaosha has a dad, too. He just doesn't live with us.”

Mo Xiaosha: “Then why doesn't he live with us?”

Yan Bingyu: “He has his life, and we have ours. As long as we're alive, that's good enough. It doesn't matter that we aren't together.”

When Mo Xiaosha was six, she learned to write her own name. She asked, “Mom, why is your surname Yan, but mine is Mo?”

Yan Bingyu: “Grandma raised you, Xiaosha, so you took her surname, Mo.”

Mo Xiaosha: “Why is your name so pretty, while mine doesn't sound nice at all?”

Yan Bingyu: “A pretty name doesn't guarantee a good life. Xiaosha means a little grain of sand by the sea. An ordinary name can bring an easy life.”

When Mo Xiaosha was eight, she grew more and more fond of looking in the mirror. She asked, “Mom, why don't I look like you? Do I look like Dad?”

Yan Bingyu: “No, Xiaosha doesn't look like either of us. You inherited the worst of both our looks.”

Mo Xiaosha: “I wish I'd taken after you. Every day when you come home from work, the man in the shop downstairs always stares at you.”

Yan Bingyu: “Beautiful women have always been fated to suffer. An ordinary appearance is a girl's greatest blessing.”

Caught up in love and the mystery of her origins, where will she go from here?

The love story of Xiaosha's senior, Xiao Yue. The completed novel "Looking Up".

Dear readers! I stopped updating for a long time because I was pregnant and had a baby. I'm truly sorry!!!

The recent updates only fixed a few typos. I'll gradually post the rest of the story (my baby is still very young, so I hope you'll understand!), but no matter how long it takes, I promise I won't abandon it!

This story is a slow burn, so please be patient, dear readers, and help me catch any typos!