The first night when the real daughter was brought back. I, the fake daughter who had occupied the real daughter's rich life for twenty-three years, was driven back to the countryside. Four years later, my brother and fiancé, who once hated me so much, came all the way to find me. My biological parents hesitated and said that I got married early after I came back and moved out of the village with my husband's family, and they couldn't contact me. Only I know that they can't find me. Because I would have been dead a long time ago. The sudden mudslide four years ago completely submerged me when I was dying. During the post-disaster reconstruction, my body was wrapped in a roll of straw mat by my biological parents and hastily thrown into a grave in the back hill.
