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The disdainful tone and attitude of the Old Lady completely crushed Yu Songyu.
"What have I done to deserve this?"
Yu Songyu took a moment to collect herself; she no longer had the energy to argue. "I know my mother has been gone for so long, and you’ve always held resentment towards me. You hate my father, and that hatred extends to me as well. But did I cause all of this? Is it really necessary for you to use such vicious words to hurt me? I've endured so much—your baseless insults, your mockery, your sarcasm, and your contempt. Yet it seems you’re still not satisfied. Do you really think that by treating me this way, your daughter can rest in peace in the afterlife?"
Upon hearing Yu Songyu's words, the Old Lady's expression was almost blank. "It's your father's fault for having an affair that ruined my daughter! It's your fault for looking so much like him!"
Yu Songyu suddenly felt a sense of clarity wash over her. Yes, everything has its cause; there is no love without reason in this world, nor is there hatred without cause. Where there is a cause, there will be consequences—it's a cycle that cannot be escaped.
Yu Songyu fell silent and went back to her room to pack her things. Her boyfriend's betrayal and the suffocating atmosphere of this so-called home left her feeling utterly devoid of warmth. She couldn't bear to stay here any longer; from this moment on, she only wanted to live for herself.
She was old enough and capable enough to be independent. Her part-time jobs had allowed her to save some money—though not much, it was enough to support her for a while.
Dragging her suitcase behind her, Yu Songyu entered the living room with no lingering attachment to this place.
"Where are you going?"
"Out for some fresh air!"
"Hmph! You seem to be living quite comfortably now, don’t you? Just like your heartless father!"
Yu Songyu opened her mouth as if to say something but thought better of it. After everything that had happened, what good would it do to say anything useful? She felt as if she were on the brink of depression.
In the shoe cabinet drawer, she found the key to the attic and grabbed her suitcase before closing the door behind her. She wanted to take one last look at the place where her mother once lived.
The attic had been locked since Qi Qin left because it was Qi Qin's room from childhood. Perhaps it had been too long since it was last opened; the lock was almost rusted shut. It took Yu Songyu considerable effort to finally get the door open.
Inside, thick layers of dust covered everything, with stacks of books and various picture frames scattered across the floor.
Yu Songyu walked over to the bookshelf and picked up a photo of her mother, gently blowing away the dust. In the picture, her mother looked vibrant and full of life, smiling brightly—this was taken on her college graduation day.
Who could have imagined that her life trajectory would undergo such a dramatic change? It's truly ironic, isn't it?
Yu Songyu carried her suitcase to the terrace, where the flowers were all planted by her mother’s own hands. Yet, while the flowers remained, the one who tended to them was no longer there.
Feeling a deep sadness in her heart, she truly didn’t know where to go. It seemed as if, in an instant, she was left all alone in this world. If only she could return to that time, the beginning of her life didn’t seem so bad after all. She longed for the warmth of the heated kang that Aunt Wang used to prepare for her.
Just as this thought crossed her mind, Yu Songyu suddenly felt darkness enveloping her. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back on the kang in Aunt Wang’s house.
She took a moment to gather herself, unable to believe this was real. Holding her breath and focusing intently, she tried several times to confirm what was happening.
Now she believed it; this wasn’t a dream. She could actually control herself and travel between two different eras.
Yu Songyu pulled out a makeup mirror from her suitcase and prepared to bring it with her as she transported back to that time.
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