Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Yan An washed up, went out to have breakfast, and went to Tang's house.

Now there are no more ghosts in her vision, which also means that the system has taken away the golden finger.

Before ending the life of the heroine in the sadistic novel, she had done her best to help the association.

It's time for her to have her own life.

I’m just afraid that President Tang will be disappointed.

When they arrived at Tang's house, Yan An told Tang that he woke up from a sleep and couldn't see any ghosts.

Afterwards, Mr. Tang took Yan An to the dungeon again. Yan An could no longer catch the gray fluid, nor could he cause physical damage to the ghosts.

"I'm sorry, President."

Yan An naturally knew how important her previous abilities were.

But now I can only apologize.

"An'an." Tang Rufeng sighed, "You, child, you have given so much to our association. Now that you have lost this ability, I am the one who should feel sorry for you."

Yan An was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had misunderstood.

"It's not because of the overtime work before."

"Kid." Elder Tang patted Yan An's arm. "Grandpa understands everything. Don't be unhappy. Not having this ability is a good opportunity to rest. Who knows, it might return someday."

Yan An was speechless.

She couldn't directly say that this ability could not be restored, so she had to accept it.

Mr. Tang gave her a long vacation.

But for Yan An, this is no different from resigning.

It's time for her to leave Beijing.

Afterwards, Yan An played with Jiang Tian and the other two for a whole day.

On the second day, we went to the Leng family's old house.

She competed with Chen Zhi for a while, and then accompanied her uncle to play chess and drink tea.

The next day, he went to see Zhao Heqian again. They had a meal together, and then took a walk along the street when there was nothing to do.

Zhao Heqian felt a little uneasy, after all, Yan An rarely came to see him when he had nothing to do.

"Yan An, did something happen to you?"

Yan An shook his head, "It's okay, I just plan to live in another city."

The smile on Zhao Heqian's face slowly faded. "So you came to say goodbye to me... That's not necessary. Where are you moving to? I'm also thinking of traveling."

Yan An smiled and said, "I'm not sure yet."

……

Afterwards, Yan An went to Tang’s house again and learned how to make dim sum from Mr. Tang.

The snacks she made didn't look very good, but Yan An thought they tasted pretty good.

Tang Xucheng kept saying that it was delicious.

I don’t know if he was just trying to please me or if he really thought it was delicious.

At last……

On the day of leaving, Yan An returned to the Lin family.

She put the suitcase in the Lin family's yard.

Ji Qian was drinking coffee and watching TV in the living room. When she saw Yan An coming, a surprised smile appeared on her face. She stood up and was about to hold Yan An's hand, but Yan An avoided her.

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Ji Qian's face, but it was immediately covered up by a smile.

"An An is back. Let's have lunch at home?"

Yan An looked at her quietly, looking at this face that looked very similar to hers.

This is her biological mother.

Even though she is her biological mother, she is wary and disgusted with her.

I will smile at her when I need her.

They ignore her when they don't need her, and wish she wouldn't disturb the harmony of their family.

Because she was an unqualified lady who grew up outside.

It's all over now.

"No, I'm leaving Beijing. I came here today to tell you that we shouldn't have any contact in the future.

You brought me back for the purpose of marriage arrangement. Now that Lin Yue is married to Yun Ting, you should be satisfied.

I wish you both good health.”

After saying that, Yan An turned around and walked out without a trace of nostalgia.

Her arms were held tightly, and Ji Qian's hands were shaking slightly.

She had a strong premonition in her heart.

She felt that if she didn't catch Yan An at this time, her daughter would really disappear from her world.

"Mom was wrong, An An. I was a little prejudiced against you before, but I don't think so now. You are my sweet and caring little cotton-padded jacket."

Yan An pulled her hand away, without saying anything extra, and just said to her: "Goodbye."

She pulled her suitcase, got into the taxi waiting outside the door, and went straight to the airport.

When Lin Gaoyuan returned home in the evening, he saw Ji Qian crying and felt a little puzzled.

"What's wrong? What happened to Yueyue?"

Ji Qian looked at him with red and swollen eyes, "Why do you only think of Yueyue?"

Lin Gaoyuan was stunned for a moment, "What else?"

Ji Qian's inner guilt became even stronger because of her husband's words.

Ever since Yueyue started to rebel, she has focused her attention on Yan An and has been paying attention to her affairs silently.

Although Yan An was unlucky before, she was working hard to live her life. She went to ask Yan An's former colleagues.

She was having a hard time, but she still waited patiently until they took her home.

Her daughter is strong.

But being strong is not a reason to be ignored.

Ji Qian burst into tears, which made Lin Gaoyuan even more confused. He quickly closed the door to prevent the neighbors from seeing the joke of their family.

Only afterwards did he find out that Ji Qian was crying because Yan An said he was leaving.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "She was in a bad mood because of the miscarriage, so she must have gone out to relax. She still has her parents. If she left, where would she go when she's all alone?"

Don't worry, she will come back."

Ji Qian was a little unsure, "Really?"

Lin Gaoyuan laughed out loud, "Look at how old you are, and you're still crying like a little girl."

Ji Qian rolled her eyes at Lin Gaoyuan and went upstairs.

If you can't speak, just shut up.

If you are not a little girl, you can’t cry?!

One morning two months later, Yan An stretched out his body, opened the window, and let in the fresh air.

Free, comfortable and natural.

She wore loose and comfortable clothes and strolled along the stream, feeling the coolness of the morning dew on her toes.

Then she returned home, prepared a simple but to her liking breakfast for herself, sat in the yard and ate slowly, watching the sunlight dancing among the flowers.

In the morning, she would lie in the hammock in the garden, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers and sunshine, and do her daily tasks in the survival game.

She's currently working on a gun for the game.

There are snacks, drinks and cut fruits on the small table next to it.

In the afternoon, after a short nap, she started reading novels, TV series, movies, variety shows and animations.

In the evening, she would pick some wild flowers along the stream to decorate her cozy cottage.

At night, under the soft moonlight, she sat in the yard, listening to the chirping of insects, gazing up at the starry sky, her thoughts drifting in the quiet night sky.

The city where she lives now has neither severe cold in winter nor scorching heat in summer.

The strange growth of flowers, plants and trees in the suitable environment gave Yan An a mysterious feeling of coexisting with these plants in nature.

She likes this place and plans to open a B&B here, starting with the small courtyard she bought.

There are many rooms in the yard, and she can take good care of it by herself.

The weather forecast warned of heavy rain. Yan An felt the wind getting stronger, so he locked the door and returned to his room.

The room is on the second floor, and you can have a panoramic view of the flowers and plants in the yard by opening the window.

At nine o'clock in the evening, a strong wind swept in.

The trees were blown to and fro, the branches danced wildly, and the leaves rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound.

Immediately afterwards, raindrops as big as beans hit the ground with a crackling sound, splashing small water droplets.

The raindrops hit the window, making a rapid tapping sound, as if they were about to break through the glass and rush into the house.

Lightning flashed across the distant sky from time to time, like dazzling swords tearing through the dark sky, instantly illuminating the entire world and leaving no place for objects struggling in the storm to hide.

What followed was a deafening thunder that exploded in my ears.

If the flowers and plants outside were not destroyed by the heavy rain, Yan An would really like this kind of weather.

Even though the weather outside is swaying, the room is so cozy and comfortable.

only……

"Clang, clang."

The wooden door downstairs was blown open!

Her sofa and all kinds of newly bought furniture!

Yan An hurried downstairs and was stunned.

The door was clearly locked, so why did it blow open?

Oh my god, the door was blown away.

It’s no wonder that this door is useless, it’s just that it’s a bit old.

The strong wind and rain were still chasing into the house. Yan An quickly lifted the wooden door and pushed it back into the door frame.

In the end, he pushed the sofa and used it to hold the door.

Her body was soaked through, and Yan An regretted her previous thoughts upstairs. No matter how chaotic it was outside, she was safe and sound in the house.

Now she's a mess too.

When the rainstorm is over, she will definitely replace all the old places in the yard.

Otherwise, I don’t know how many negative reviews I’ll get when tourists check in.

Just then, a faint knock on the door was heard through the rain.

Yan An listened for a while and confirmed that someone was really knocking on the door.

(The end of the story begins. The reason why others can't come is because those who have come are interfering.

The reason several people came was because none of their methods could defeat the other party.)