90s: You are all reborn, who will spoil you?

Lin Luping walked into the family compound cautiously. She looked around and made sure that no one was paying attention before she gently took out the key. The cold metal key felt like it was carrying a heavy burden in her hand.

She stood at the door, her finger hovering over the keyhole, hesitant to move, as if two angels and a demon were fighting fiercely in her heart.

After a moment, Lin Luping took a deep breath and made the most important decision in her life. She raised her head and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

All these changes were keenly captured by Xie Yan, who was standing quietly not far away.

Xie Yan nodded, tears quietly sliding down her cheeks.

Sure enough, her mother had made her choice. In both her past and present lives, her mother had chosen Yao Yadong.

Just as Xie Yan was immersed in her own thoughts, Lu Tingting's laughter broke the silence.

When she saw Xie Yan, her eyes lit up and she immediately dropped the skipping rope in her hand. She trotted over and grabbed Xie Yan's hand. Her face was full of joy as she said, "Yan Yan, you're back. It's a good time to play together!"

Xie Yan looked at Lu Tingting's expectant eyes, and a warm feeling surged in her heart. Lu Tingting was the only friend she kept in touch with after she became an adult in her previous life.

She temporarily put aside her worries and returned to her carefree childhood, happily jumping rope with her childhood playmate Lu Tingting under the moonlight.

Every jump was accompanied by their clear laughter, echoing in the night sky and becoming the most beautiful melody of the night.

Time passed quietly, and before I knew it, it was almost nine o'clock.

Xie Jianhua stood on the windowsill of his home, looking at his daughter playing in the distance. He called softly, "Yan Yan, it's time to go home. It's getting late."

Hearing her father's call, Xie Yan stopped and looked at Lu Tingting, who was still excited. She said to her softly, "Tingting, it's getting late. We have to go home. Let's continue playing tomorrow."

Although Lu Tingting was a little reluctant, she knew it was getting late, so she nodded and followed Xie Yan back.

Along the way, Lu Tingting chattered non-stop: "Yan Yan, can we come play again tomorrow? I still have a lot of new tricks I haven't learned to show you! Also, I heard there's a new dessert shop nearby. Let's go try it together next time!"

She said softly, "Okay, Tingting, let's go play again tomorrow and have dessert together. Thank you for making me feel so happy."

The two walked hand in hand slowly along the path of the family compound. The moonlight shining on them added a bit of warmth and innocence to their friendship.

As the night deepened, the family compound returned to peace.

Xie Jianhua boiled two pots of water, poured them into a large basin, added half of it with cold water, and stirred it gently with a spoon until the water temperature became just right.

When Xie Yan returned home, Xie Jianhua had already prepared everything.

He invited Xie Yan into the house, pointed to the basin of warm water, and said softly: "Yan Yan, go take a bath and warm up your body. You are tired from playing today."

Xie Yan looked at the basin of steaming water, tears welling up in her eyes.

She looked at Xie Jianhua gratefully, nodded, and then walked towards the bathroom.

The hot water slowly slid across her skin, taking away the cold and fatigue from her body, and making her feel much more relaxed.

After taking a shower, Xie Yan changed into the clean and comfortable clothes prepared by Xie Jianhua.

When she walked out of the bathroom, she found Lin Luping sitting at the table, seemingly waiting for her.

There was also a cup of hot milk on the table, which was naturally prepared for her.

However, Xie Yan knew that this was not prepared by Lin Luping, but by her father Xie Jianhua.

"My dear daughter, come here and have a glass of milk." Lin Luping looked up at her and said gently.

Xie Yan glanced at Lin Luping, nodded indifferently, and then sat down next to the table.

She picked up the milk, blew on it gently, and then took a sip.

The temperature of the milk was just right, and the warm feeling flowed down her throat to her heart, relaxing her body and mind.

Lin Luping looked at Xie Yan's quiet appearance, opened her mouth several times to say something, but stopped, as if something made her hesitant.

Xie Yan looked at Lin Luping's expression and had some guesses in her mind, but she didn't say much, just waited quietly for Lin Luping to speak.

Finally, Lin Luping spoke: "Yan Yan, were you scared today? It's all Mom's fault. I won't do it again next time. Next Wednesday is Women's Day. Mom's company is organizing an event. Do you want to go with Mom?"

After hearing this, Xie Yan put down the cup, looked up at Lin Luping, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

She was silent for a moment, as if weighing something.

She knew that her mother Lin Luping was going to attack her.

In her previous life, when she was eight years old, she followed her mother to participate in an activity organized by the health center and the Women's Federation. On the way, she was hit by a middle-aged man on a motorcycle, causing Xie Yan to fracture her palm and recuperate for a long time.

Xie Yan sighed secretly. In her past and present lives, Lin Luping had always treated her like this.

Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, but Lin Luping repeatedly stretched out her evil hands!

Finally, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay."

When Lin Luping saw that Xie Yan agreed, a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"Great, we'll have a lot of fun then," she said, getting up to clear the cups from the table.

Xie Yan ignored Lin Luping and went back to her own cabin.

The overall layout of the rooms in Xie Yan's house is compact and reasonable. As soon as you enter the door, there is a small living room area.

The ground is covered with slightly old wooden floors, and the friction of time has given its surface a soft luster.

In a corner of the living room stands a rectangular wooden table. The legs are slightly crooked, but still stable.

There are often several of Xie Jianhua's read books and an enamel cup for drinking tea on the table.

Next to the living room is the bedroom. It is not big but is neatly arranged.

An iron double bed occupied most of the space in the room. Although the mattress was a little dented, it was covered with clean and tidy sheets, making it look particularly warm.

A hand-embroidered picture of flowers and birds hangs on the head of the bed. Although the colors have faded a bit, the delicate stitches and vivid patterns still make people feel the love and pursuit of life.

On one side of the bedroom, there is a small door leading to the balcony.

Although the balcony is small, it has a different world.

This is Xie Yan’s “bedroom”.

In the corner of the balcony, a simple small bed was set up, and next to the bed was a small wooden box full of books and diaries.

Whenever night falls, Xie Yan will lie on this small bed, look up at the starry sky through the window, and enjoy her own peace and freedom.

There are also several pots of lush green plants on the balcony, including spider plants and cacti. Whenever the breeze blows, the tiny leaves sway gently, telling their own stories.

The whole room, although simple, is full of the flavor of home.

There are several photos of family members hanging on the wall, and each photo records a beautiful moment of this family.

In this small one-bedroom apartment, Xie Yan spent her childhood and youth, witnessed the changes of the times, and left behind her own unique memories.

Before Xie Yan was thirteen years old, she lived in a staff housing compound.

In this small one-bedroom apartment, Xie Yan spent her childhood and youth, witnessed the changes of the times, and left behind her own unique memories.