Quick Transmigration: Striving Every Day to Overcome Tribulation

Chapter 213 The Cycle of One Day

At first, the original owner would keep records, but after the collapse, they stopped keeping records.

Su Su looked around the room, at the familiar furnishings and the sunlight filtering through the curtains.

Even though it was completely white outside and there was no sunlight at all, light was still coming through the gaps in the curtains, and it could get darker over time.

Su Su yanked open the curtains, and the sunlight vanished instantly.

Then the curtains were drawn back, and the sunlight reappeared.

"Ah, that's amazing!"

Su Su sighed and walked downstairs to the living room while looking at the screen.

Then, Mr. and Mrs. Su brought out the cake, demonstrating the process that the original owner could have done with her eyes closed, or that could have been done without anyone's participation.

Su Su stared at the bracelet on her mother's wrist; the bracelet still had twenty beads.

But Su Su kept her eyes glued to the bracelet, and as the beads scattered, one rolled right to her father's feet.

As soon as Dad moved his foot, the bead rolled to the bottom of the stairs, right in his blind spot.

If the beads are covered in dust, and you're too nervous or anxious, you might easily overlook them and never find them.

Su Su went to where the beads were, only to find that they were gone.

It was that kind of inexplicable disappearance.

Su Su stood there, her mind a jumble of thoughts. At this moment, the various scattered clues finally converged into a clear thread, and she suddenly realized the truth.

No wonder she had a vague feeling that something was wrong ever since she came into this world, but she could never quite grasp that strange feeling.

Now she finally understood that she couldn't see the fate of Su's father and mother at all. The fate that should have allowed her to see clearly was just a blur in her perception.

This world, which the original owner had always feared would collapse, turned out to be a complete fabrication.

The original owner had also doubted that she was dreaming, but she could feel pain.

After that, there was no doubt at all.

Su Su closed her eyes and began to try to recall her memories, and the truth gradually surfaced.

It turns out that the moment the original owner fell for the first time, the gears of fate quietly began to turn, and the original owner unfortunately became a vegetable.

Subsequently, as a self-protective mechanism, her brain subconsciously created this constantly looping false world.

The root of all this was the original owner's deep-seated fear of his parents arguing.

In the real world, the original owner's heart was deeply wounded by her parents' fierce arguments, especially when her mother's bracelet broke.

After the break, Su's mother remained silent and Su's father left. He simply obeyed his mother's words and went downstairs to look for the bead.

I think if the bead is complete, Mom will be happy, and Dad might come back.

So before falling into a coma last night, the original owner kept thinking about the bead.

It has become an obsession.

Su Su's gaze returned to the spot where the bead had disappeared. She slowly stretched out her hand and gently pinched the air with two fingers.

Her movements were gentle yet firm, as if she were grasping something invisible yet real.

When their fingertips touched, they felt the size of a bead. As she slowly brought her hand to her eyes, the bead that had disappeared reappeared between her fingers.

The crystal-clear beads emitted a faint glow.

At this moment, all twenty beads have finally been found, like a puzzle pieced together from fate.

"Master, you're finally awake. Waaaaah, I couldn't reach you at all." A desperate, tearful voice broke the silence.

Su Su looked down and saw the little ball Qi Qi happily spinning around her. The familiar sight warmed her heart.

Turning her gaze again, Su Su saw a woman by her bedside, head bowed, weeping.

She was thin, her shoulders trembled slightly, and tears kept sliding down her cheeks, wetting the sheets.

Su Su knew that this was her mother. Su Su's mother seemed to notice Su Su's movement. She suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with surprise and disbelief.

After confirming that Su Su was indeed awake, she frantically reached for the call button by the bedside and shouted in a trembling voice, "Doctor, come quick! My daughter is awake!"

Immediately afterwards, she picked up her phone and dialed Su's father's number, so excited that she was incoherent: "Honey, our daughter is awake, she's really awake!"

The excitement and radiant expression on her face made Su Su truly feel that profound maternal love.

In the hospital room, Su Su and her mother were chatting intimately, their words filled with gratitude for surviving the ordeal and anticipation for the future. Sunlight streamed through the window, gently bathing them in its warmth, creating a heartwarming scene.

Suddenly, the ward door was gently pushed open, and Su's father hurriedly walked in.

Fine beads of sweat still clung to his forehead, clearly indicating that he had rushed over anxiously after learning that Su Su had woken up.

Before Su's father could speak, a figure flashed in behind him; it was the legendary aunt.

Su's mother's expression instantly became somewhat unnatural, and the atmosphere in the ward became subtle.

Over the years, Su's father has always given his aunt money without complaint, always saying that his aunt has worked too hard all these years.

It was precisely because of this incident that Su's father and mother argued quite a bit.

As Su's father hurried toward her hospital bed, he explained, "Daughter, you're finally awake! I was so worried about you."

Then she looked at Su's mother with a hint of helplessness on her face, "I just told her aunt that our daughter had woken up, and she insisted on coming with me to see her."

Su's mother snorted softly, turned her head away, and muttered under her breath, "It's always like this. When she's being proactive, it's always for the money."

Mr. Su frowned slightly: "I owe my success today, my ability to study, and my decent job, all thanks to my aunt. Back then, she went out to work to earn money to support my schooling. She was such a good student, ranking first in her grade, but she dropped out of junior high school. I've always felt guilty about that."

My aunt stood to the side, looking a little embarrassed, and rubbed her hands together, saying, "We're all family, why are you saying these things?"

Recalling the past, Su's father's eyes reddened as he continued, "Back then, our family was poor and could only afford to send one person to school. My aunt gave up her opportunity for me. Over the years, she has worked hard on her own and endured so much hardship that you can't even imagine."

At first, Su's mother didn't pay much attention to Su's father subsidizing his aunt, thinking that it was only right to treat his aunt well.

As time went on, Auntie seemed to get used to asking for money, always finding various reasons to ask for money, while Su's father simply pinched Auntie's nose and generously gave her the money.

However, Su's mother was very dissatisfied; she disliked this effeminate-looking nun.

Especially since she does nothing but expects her husband to support her.

And dissatisfaction, like a snowball, accumulates more and more.

Now that Auntie has appeared in the hospital room with Su's father, Su's mother's long-suppressed emotions have been reignited, and an argument seems imminent.