Five years after a woman who transmigrated into a book took over my body, I finally came back. Shen Keyan frowned, looking displeased. “Everything was fine before. Why are you starting this again?” My son shoved me with his little hands, shrieking as he cried, “Go away! I don’t want a bad mommy like you. Give me my old, nice mommy back!” It seemed they’d all forgotten that the person standing before them was the original me. In just five years, the woman who transmigrated into a book had completely replaced me. I closed my eyes and answered the voice in my mind. “You can have my body.”
“I don’t want it anymore.”
