Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

Do you know what despair feels like?

I know.

My parents fell in love because of nine letters, and named me Duan Jiufeng. I am a child who carries love, but I have lived a life of misfortune.

When I was five years old, I called my parents. Suddenly, there was a loud crash on the other end of the line. I looked at the screen, which was full of red, completely confused. Had the drink spilled? "Mom, why don't you wipe it up? If you wipe it up, I can see you again."

"Son, live well." These were the last words my mother said to me.

At the time, I didn't understand what was going on.

Later, many relatives and friends came to my house and took all my belongings away. In the end, they even took the house itself. I cried and screamed, refusing to leave. This is my home with my parents, and I want to stay here and wait for them to come back.

I stood outside our house for two days. Then one day, a strange uncle came. He said he was my dad's friend, so I went with him. When we got to their house, I didn't see my parents. The strange uncle then ignored me and disappeared from sight every day.

Many nights I'm so hungry I can't sleep, and I wonder if I'll starve to death. I panic. My mom tells me to live on. I have to listen to her so I can see her again.

I went out; I wanted to find a place where I could survive.

I thought I would find heaven, but I went to hell instead!

Every day in hell is torture for me. Demons roar and whip me, and I have nowhere to hide.

Mom, where are you? I'm so scared. Children die here every day, and I hear children crying every day. I miss you, I miss our warm home, and I miss the meals you cooked for me.

I lived in hell for a year, brushing shoulders with death every day. My mother told me to live well, and all I did was survive. Will my mother blame me?

One day the police came and took the devil away.

We were rescued, and I was sent to an orphanage.

I realized I had become an orphan; I no longer had a father or mother! That was the first time I felt despair. What should I do? I had become a rootless duckweed, a harbor without refuge.

I don't understand why this is happening. I haven't done anything wrong, so why am I living in such a miserable state every day?

I gave up struggling because I couldn't see a future. When it was time to eat, I ate. When it was time to sleep, I slept. I lived like a wandering ghost, drifting back and forth. At that time, I just felt unfortunate but also tried my best to live, nothing more.

Later, someone adopted me, and I had a home again. I think I can still live a good life.

They were very kind to me at first, spending every day with me, and I felt like I had come back to life. Before I could even start to feel happy, they had a little brother, and suddenly I felt like I was superfluous in the family.

Their company went bankrupt, and we moved to an even dirtier, more chaotic place. I was afraid to go out because the people there seemed like they wanted to eat me; they were incredibly vicious.

I was living in hell again, but this time no police came to save me, because they weren't human traffickers.

They said I was a jinx, that I killed my parents and was now bringing trouble upon them, that the company's bankruptcy was all because of me. They asked someone to find me a job, but the person who got the job is also giving me trouble, pushing their jobs onto me.

I feel like the whole world is rejecting me. Everyone dislikes me and wants to kick me while I'm down. But what did I do wrong?

She appeared when I was at my lowest point. She was so beautiful! She seemed to glow. She must live in a castle, bathed in sunlight.

But she said she had no parents either, and she was homeless. Shall we depend on each other for survival?

But she was rich; she bought a villa and hired a nanny. Living in a castle and dressed in glamorous clothes, she remained a refined little princess. She was so intelligent and powerful, as if everything could be easily solved in her presence.

In her presence, I will always be a beggar. I pray that she, so high and mighty, will look at me more, will say a word to me.

Suddenly, a despicable person appeared, frequently coming to our house to freeload meals and fawning over my sister. I was furious, but I couldn't figure out why.

My sister couldn't take it anymore and went abroad, only returning five years later. I realized my own weakness and incompetence; once my sister left, there was nothing I could do. In those five years, I quickly completed my studies, took over the Green Gang, and even entered the National Research Institute.

I want to tell my sister: Sister, I have nothing and I don't care about anything. But you are the last thing I want to hold onto in this world, and I will do anything for you.

Seeing my sister again, I could hear my heart pounding. I'm not a child anymore; I know what this means. I was both nervous and excited, and I rushed forward to hug her, as if I were hugging the whole world.

I felt very happy after my sister came back. I finished my work quickly every day and rushed home, and even my work efficiency improved significantly.

I was very sad to learn that my sister was going away again. While working at the research institute, I suddenly had the idea to build her a legendary time machine, so that I could be with her more often.

I quickly gathered the information and submitted the application to my superiors.

I finally finished all my projects and could spend some time at home with my sister. Excitedly, I drove to find her, and she was eating on the pedestrian street. She was both aloof and adorable, attracting the attention of everyone passing by.

I was very unhappy, so I ran up and grabbed my sister's hand to declare my ownership. My sister is mine, and no one can covet her.

That very day, my sister was hit by a car and died. She was covered in blood, and she told me to live on. How could I live on? Without my sister, I didn't even have the courage to live.

I didn't agree to her request. If my sister dies, what's the point of my life?

My sister died, and I lost my soul, wandering aimlessly in the world. It was Professor Li who awakened me, and I rallied, working day and night to research and build a time machine.

I know, and everyone around me knows, that a time machine is a far-fetched idea.

But what if it succeeds? I can't let go of this only hope.

Ten years later, I succeeded!

I saw her again! She died in front of me again.

I relentlessly traveled through time again and again, and finally discovered that something was wrong with my sister. She must have also traveled through time, like she was on a mission, to save me from that abyss.

I traveled through time again and again, wanting to ask her why? But what I wanted even more was to stay by her side and be with her forever.

A world consciousness appeared; it could help me find my sister, and I made a deal with it.

I know how difficult it is to find someone in this vast sea of ​​people. But if I don't seize this glimmer of hope, I'll have nothing left.