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No matter what, Yu Songyu felt deeply moved. She could sense that the woman genuinely cared for her.
What baby fat? The woman was still plump and beautiful; a little flesh looked good!
Yu Songyu's face turned awkward as she struggled to find the right words.
"We've already eaten outside, so let's save this for dinner later," Old Yu's voice came from the kitchen, rescuing Yu Songyu from her embarrassment.
"Already eaten? Alright, you can just serve it and set it aside!"
Wang Xiujuan turned around and affectionately touched her daughter's face.
"Wait at home, Mom will go buy some groceries right now and make you something delicious for dinner!"
After saying that, the woman swiftly took off her apron and headed to the door, putting on her coat.
"Hey, wait! I'll walk you out!"
Seeing his wife about to leave, Old Yu hurriedly chased after her, stuffing the vegetables into Yu Songyu's hands.
"Wait for me!"
With a loud bang, the door was shut behind them.
Yu Songyu stood there in a daze, taking a while to regain her senses.
It seemed that this couple truly shared a deep love; whether the child was an accident, she couldn't know.
Following her memories into her room, Yu Songyu felt an overwhelming sense of familiarity. She clearly remembered having many dreams in her modern life that resembled this scene.
Among them was the image of herself reading in a room that exuded an aura of a bygone era. The appearance of that dream room was strikingly similar to what she saw now.
Everything in this room, even the light, felt so familiar to her. Could it be that this Yu Songyu was truly another version of herself from a parallel world?
As she looked at the items in the room and the photo on her study desk, she couldn't help but shed tears.
The room was spotless, with freshly changed sheets and blankets. Yu Songyu lay on the small bed, unknowingly drifting off to sleep.
Once again, she found herself in that dream she often had in her modern life. A girl with a ponytail, dressed in a light yellow dress, sat at a study desk, intently reading a book. It was an evening, and the golden rays of the setting sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on the girl and turning each strand of her hair to gold.
However, this time the dream was different from the others. In previous dreams, the girl had never turned to look at her, and she had never seen her face. But this time, the girl slowly turned her head and smiled at her.
Her smile was healing and warm, sweet and filled with happiness. To Yu Songyu's surprise, the girl's face was strikingly similar to her own!
What was happening?
In the dream, Yu Songyu struggled to control her body as the girl approached. Yet there seemed to be an insurmountable barrier between them that made it impossible to touch each other, even though they were so close.
"Are you me?" Yu Songyu called out to the girl, desperate for an answer. The girl continued to smile, her expression unchanged—still sweet and refreshing as a spring breeze.
"Who are you? Are you me?"
The girl seemed not to hear Yu Songyu's questions; her expression was one of either comfort or satisfaction. In the next moment, she turned away and resumed reading. Her figure gradually transformed into countless dazzling points of light before slowly fading away.
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