My whole family is the protagonist, and I am the only cannon fodder!

After seeing through the truth of this world, Lu gave up completely early on.

Besides, I'm already dead, so what's the point of worrying about it?

Not to mention whether she was rotten mentally or not, her body had already turned into a puddle of mud.

Lu Zaozao's soul floated higher and higher, gradually moving away from the ground, watching the body slowly turning into an irregular red dot on the ground. She thought, fortunately, she lived a diligent, honest and kind life, and she could go to heaven after death.

Not too bad.

She was unconsciously thinking about this and that, when suddenly a high-intensity bright light similar to a nuclear explosion exploded in front of her. Lu Zao Zao felt dizzy and a sharp pain came over her.

She was wondering, how could the dead feel pain?

After a brief loss of focus and dizziness, Lu Zao Zao opened her eyes again. In front of her was the warm and peaceful sunshine. There was a faint scent of flowers wafting over from the scenic path. There were footsteps of people walking and the sound of talking drifting into her ears.

Lu Zao Zao took a deep breath and held a DNA test report in his hand. The accuracy rate was still as high as 99%, and it accurately conveyed the blood relationship between the tester and the person being tested.

She touched her heart, which was beating calmly and regularly. Her limbs were intact and she was unharmed. The sun above her head was still shining on everyone selflessly as usual.

Suddenly, a large patch of sweat appeared on Lu Zaozao's palms.

Oh my god, this is a lie.

She was born again!

She was reborn on the day when she was fifteen years old and went alone to get a DNA test report.

Lu Zaozao felt that all this should be a dream she had before her soul dissipated, a completely unrealistic fantasy. She reached out and pinched her arm hard. Damn, it hurts!

She didn't believe it and pinched it again. Sure enough, a large, mottled red mark appeared on her arm. It was real pain that could not be faked.

Lu returned home early, rushed to the bathroom to wash her face, looked at her complete and ordinary face in the mirror, and suddenly remembered the tragic scene when she was in the car accident. She blinked in confusion.

As expected, cannon fodder does not need to play too many roles in the plot, and there is no need to waste ink and paper on them, so even their lifespan is very short.

But since she is just cannon fodder, why should she be given another chance?

Life is not a light comedy. With her abilities, it is highly unlikely that she will be able to make a comeback overnight, slap everyone in the face and make them look up to her, allowing her to effortlessly reach the pinnacle of life and look down on her peers.

She doesn't have that kind of ability, and she can't get that kind of script.

She leaned her hands on the marble countertop in the bathroom, brushed away her wet bangs, revealing a pair of bewildered eyes, and let out a long sigh helplessly.

Forget it, let's make peace with it now.

Lu collapsed onto his large, soft bed early on, burying his face in the pillow.

The difference from her previous life was that this time she didn't start crying in a cowardly manner.

Her mood has changed subtly.

First of all, she got the point wrong from the beginning. She is a cannon fodder in this world, or to put it simply, she is the most inconspicuous cannon fodder role in this family. A cannon fodder has no qualifications to compete with the protagonists for love, nor does she have the ability to get the love of the protagonists.

Because they weren't concerned about her at all.

It was just fate, or it could be said that God inadvertently gave her a little bit of kindness, that allowed her to be born into such a luxurious family, serving as a faint foil in the gorgeous and noble lives of the protagonists.

Secondly, since she has been reborn, she can't live the same way as in her previous life, always yearning for something unlikely and far beyond reality, such as the fatherly and motherly love of Lu Aotian and Shen Xingyao, the deep sibling love of her brothers and sisters, and the love that was strangled in the cradle before she had a chance to start.

After figuring these points out, Lu Zao Zao lifted her face from the pillow, turned over, and stared at the intricate patterns on the ceiling above her head for a while. Then she jumped up, drew open the curtains, and opened the windows. The breeze and large patches of sunlight from outside poured in, illuminating everything about her.

In the garden downstairs, four people were still doing their things, exactly the same as in the previous life.

Shen Yanxi and Shen Huaijin were feeding the fish in the pond, and Lu Shiqing was explaining some complicated physics competition questions to Lu Qingwan. In short, all this had nothing to do with her, Lu Zaozao.

As her memory came back to her, Lu Zao Zao recalled moments like this before, when she hid under the thick blackout curtains, watching their happiness like an insignificant little mouse, and then sobbed and lamented it all.

Lu Zao Zao blinked her eyes, propped her elbows on the windowsill, lowered her head and quietly watched everything in the garden, the koi and goldfish jumping and swimming in the pond, the large patches of blooming flowers, the rich fragrance filled her nostrils, and the lush green leaves swaying in the wind.

The sunlight danced on her face, warm and comfortable. She raised her eyes slightly and saw a flourishing jacaranda.

Perhaps because they had been staring at this gaze for too long, Lu Shiqing seemed to have noticed something. He turned his gaze slightly and met Lu Zaozao's gaze. Lu Qingwan also looked up along his line of sight, but within a second they both withdrew their gazes and continued to discuss the physics problems.

The gazes had no reality and no weight, but Lu Zaozao could clearly see the meaning of those gazes, as if they were looking at an insignificant stranger or a lifeless object.

It's like a piece of clothing or a toy, in short, it's a very indifferent look.

Lu Zaozao has been stared at in this way since she was a child and has become completely accustomed to it. In the past, when she was stared at in this way, she would always subconsciously dodge and avoid it because she would feel ashamed for no reason, as if she was desiring a treasure that she would never get.

But this time, Lu Zao Zao did not retract her gaze. She continued to stare for a while. After an unknown amount of time, she yawned, lay down on her soft and thick carpet, and fell asleep.

She slept until the evening, then got up from the ground, stretched her shoulders and neck, and closed the window. Although it was almost May, the night wind still brought a little chill.

After passing through the long corridor, stepping into the main hall of the villa, and then entering the dining room, after a series of tedious procedures, Lu Zaozao finally sat down at the dining table that was several meters long. She sat alone at one end, and the others sat down one by one.

It was very rare that Lu Aotian and Shen Xingyao were also there this time. As soon as she looked up, she could see her father's intimidating and sharp gaze.

The two of them were rarely together, and would only occasionally take out a few free times a month to eat with their children. Everyone was used to it. Lu Zao Zao used a fork to pick up the steak on the plate, and then cut it carefully with a knife. He was caught off guard and heard Lu Aotian's cold verdict -

"Lu Zaozao, don't eat at the same table with us from now on." After Lu Aotian finished speaking, he continued, "It's too troublesome to come here from the side villa. There are special chefs and servants in that villa. You don't have to come here from now on."

Finally, after cutting it, she put the steak into her mouth, nodded, glanced at her father's face, and then continued to eat the second piece as if nothing had happened.

Everyone at the table was still eating their meals. No one asked any questions or even glanced at her.

Lu Aotian asked again, "Did you hear it?"

"I heard."