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Yao Mingyue's mories always ca in fragnted flashes, as if there were many recollections that even she herself did not wish to recall.

For instance, in her previous life, she rembered Xu Musen entering the hospital, and she also recalled An Nuannuan rushing over at that ti.

As Xu Musen was pushed into the operating room, that glaring red light of the operating room seed to abruptly halt her mories.

Yao Mingyue gazed at the moon outside the window; today's moon was large and tinged with a hint of red, much like the harsh red light of the operating room.

In this life, the two most important n to her—one her father, the other her husband—

she had watched both being wheeled into the operating room, that glaring red light apparently becoming a nightmare she couldn't shake off.

It was always like this, the heavens seed determined to take away those closest to her, and she was always powerless to stop it.

Barely, in this lifeti, it seed she finally had a chance to start over, yet, there she was, appearing by his side again.

Compared to death, Yao Mingyue feared being forgotten more...

Yao Mingyue felt a throbbing pain in her heart.

A blurry mory seed to suddenly break through that barrier at this mont.

"Ring, ring, ring..."

The urgent alarm bell of the operating room rang, and Yao Mingyue, unclear of her own perspective, seed to see another person lying in the operating room besides Xu Musen.

The doctors pushed the two individuals together, the other person extending a slender hand slowly grasping Xu Musen's hand covered in donated blood.

Lying on the hospital bed, Yao Mingyue covered her chest; she did not see who was on the bed, but felt a sharp pain in her heart...

"Ming Yue, Ming Yue, what's wrong?"

Liu Rushuang, upon seeing her daughter suddenly clutching her chest and gasping severely, imdiately shook her in alarm.

"It's nothing..."

Yao Mingyue's thoughts gathered back, and her forehead was actually covered in sweat.

"You know, Mom was just speaking offhand; I believe there will still be better outcos in the future."

Liu Rushuang thought her words had upset her daughter and imdiately gently changed her tone, wiping the sweat from her daughter's forehead.

Yao Mingyue fell silent for a mont; she knew what her mother ant just now—that she and Xu Musen were already experiencing the "worst" outco.

It was like a person close to starvation, where even one bite was a gain, a lifesaver.

At this point, it was no longer about whether she could eat alone or not.

However, Yao Mingyue's possessiveness was ingrained in her bones. Even without those events six years ago, she had shown strong possessiveness from a very young age.

Otherwise, why would Xu Musen, always a warmhearted handso young man even from kindergarten, have many girls like him, yet in the end, she managed to fend them all off?

Yao Mingyue couldn't part from Xu Musen nor could she accept sharing him with another girl.

However, if Xu Musen truly married An Nuannuan and had children in the future,

and Mother Xu and Father Xu gradually ca to accept An Nuannuan,

then their relationship could slowly truly only beco that so-called childhood sweethearts, like family next door.

And she would lose even that half.

Yao Mingyue felt frustrated inside; previously, she could not find any excuse to alleviate her possessiveness.

But now, her mind was haunted by the mory she couldn't shake—the person lying in the hospital bed with Xu Musen...

could only be one of two people.

Either herself or An Nuannuan.

If it really was An Nuannuan…

Yao Mingyue felt a sudden palpitation, moved her lips but couldn't utter a word.

She rembered the last ti she confessed to An Nuannuan about her mories from a past life; An Nuannuan did not admit rembering anything herself.

But Yao Mingyue always felt she knew sothing.

An Nuannuan always said love didn't need to care about the past because she was always guilt-free.

But Yao Mingyue couldn't do it; she had indeed done many things that upset Xu Musen, and she needed to find so reasons...

She knew the events of the past life were over, but at least, she wanted to know the truth, wanted to know the final outco.

If that person really was An Nuannuan...

Yao Mingyue quietly covered her chest.

"Ming Yue, you're overthinking again; you're both still young. At least Mom will always be with you."

Liu Rushuang saw her daughter zoning out again and gently caressed her head.

Yao Mingyue slowly ca to her senses, turned around, and slowly embraced her mother.

Indeed, in her past life, she and Xu Musen had too many regrets.

Her possessiveness had cost Xu Musen his freedom and had made her overlook so many people around her who loved her.

"Mom, don't worry, I will handle it well myself."

Yao Mingyue rarely acted coquettishly or asked for hugs from her mom, but Liu Rushuang also hugged her tightly, relieved in her tone.

"That's right then, as everything is still uncertain; if it really cos down to it, Mom will help you!"

"How could you help…"

Liu Rushuang, suddenly inspired, raised a finger, "Hey, maybe I can get him drunk and send him directly to your room, how about that?"

"...Mom, with your drinking ability, it's hard to say who would end up drunk."

"I can slip in so drugs!"

Liu Rushuang said excitedly.

Yao Mingyue:...

She started to believe in genetics, but drugging him was a tactic she had already used once in her past life.

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