Rebirth is not a dream.

Su Yue sat quietly in the yard, enjoying the quiet time of early winter in Luoyang. Although there was a hint of chill in the air, the sun still shone through the thin clouds, bringing a hint of warmth.

She squinted her eyes slightly, feeling the warmth of the sun on her face, and her mood became cheerful. Although Luoyang in this season is not as colorful as in spring, it has a different charm. The leaves gradually turn yellow, and the withered petals flutter in the wind, like a golden rain.

Su Yue gently reached out her hand and caught a falling leaf, carefully observing its texture and color. This leaf seemed to carry the memory of the entire autumn, reminding her of those good times. At this moment, she was in a corner of this ancient city, away from the hustle and bustle, and her mind was exceptionally calm.

In fact, it's not that she is not distracted, but the person she misses is not here, and there are no people here that she cares about very much. She thinks that maybe she should try to make some friends here. She might as well make the best of it. It's easier said than done.

The sun was shining and the breeze was blowing. Sister Bijun held Xingyu's hand and walked slowly towards Su Yue. They bowed together and wished Su Yue well.

In fact, Su Yue had told He Bijun many times that they didn't need to be so polite when meeting each other, but it didn't seem to have much effect. Every time they met, He Bijun remained the same. Over time, Su Yue no longer forced them and let them do this.

Su Yue smiled and stared at the cute little Xingyu in front of her, and asked softly: "It has been more than half a month since you came here, right? Do you still like this place?"

Xingyu nodded, her face filled with joy, and replied, "I like it very much! Sister Taozi treats me very well, and even Qiu Sheng and Qiu Song are very kind and friendly."

Su Yue stared at the innocent little Xingyu in front of her quietly, and a strong feeling of envy surged in her heart. Children are always so innocent, happy and carefree, as if all the troubles in life have nothing to do with them.

Xiao Xingyu's bright eyes sparkled with curiosity and desire for the world, and her smile was as warm as the spring sun. Watching her running and playing happily, Su Yue couldn't help but think of her own wonderful childhood.

However, as time goes by and the pressure of growing up makes people gradually lose their innocence and happiness. Today, Su Yue carries various responsibilities and burdens, and every step forward in the real society seems so heavy.

At this moment, Su Yue was quietly gazing at Xiao Xingyu's figure playing and having fun, and a strong emotion surged in her heart. How she longed to turn back time and experience again those days of unrestrained, wild laughter and endless happiness!

He Bijun, who was standing by, also looked at little Xingyu with a kind face, her eyes showing deep maternal love. Then, she turned around and thanked Su Yue gratefully: "Thank you for your careful care, sister Yue. Seeing Xingyu return to her carefree appearance, I feel extremely relieved and relieved."

Su Yue smiled and responded, "You're welcome, Sister He. Let Xingyu get used to this place first. After the New Year, we will send him to the family school for education. Of course, if you have free time, you can also teach him in person, because he is really smart and clever."

Hearing this, He Bijun immediately stood up and bowed to Su Yue, expressing her sincere gratitude: "Thank you so much, sister!"

Su Yue quickly helped He Bijun up, "Sister Bijun, there is no need to be so polite between you and me."

During the greetings, Xingyu ran over and pulled Su Yue's clothes.

"Aunt Yue, I want to learn how to write!" Xingyu looked up, her big eyes full of anticipation.

Su Yue's heart moved, and she touched Xingyu's head, "Okay, Xingyu is really a good and studious child. Then Auntie Yue will teach you to write your own name, okay?"

Xingyu nodded excitedly.

Su Yue brought Xingyu to the desk and taught him to write the word "Xingyu" stroke by stroke.

Looking at Xingyu's focused and serious expression, Su Yue couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. She sometimes recalled the past when she signed up her son for various interest classes, including calligraphy class - practicing writing big characters. At that time, her original intention was just to hope that the child could learn to be calm and sit for a long time, so she also learned it for a while.

Unexpectedly, this unintentional act would come in handy in this time and space. Although not proficient, at least the words he wrote were acceptable, not too embarrassing, and barely presentable. This made Su Yue feel a little fortunate and satisfied, and at the same time she was impressed by the wonderful arrangement of fate.

Su Yue is no longer obsessed with the divorce, and she thinks that living in a muddle-headed way is not bad. She may have had some expectations for the future, but now she has gradually let it go. The trivialities and troubles in life have made her understand that things are impermanent and fate is unpredictable. In this case, why bother to force those unattainable things? It is better to let nature take its course and take things as they come.

So, Su Yue began to learn to enjoy these ordinary days. She still did housework step by step every day and took care of her family's daily life and diet. In her spare time, she would sit in front of the window embroidering or reading, letting time pass quietly. Occasionally, she would go out for a walk and feel the beautiful scenery of nature, and her mood would become particularly comfortable.

Although such a life seems boring, Su Yue has found a kind of peace and satisfaction in it. She no longer regrets the regrets of the past, nor worries about the uncertainty of the future. She just lives in the present and appreciates the beauty of every moment with her heart.