The actress is reborn and is chasing after her husband.

Shu Xiangyu looked up, trying to see her clearly, but he couldn't see anything in the pitch-black tent.

"MoMo, am I really bad..."

She gradually choked up.

"Selfishness is human nature. No one dictates that someone must give or love another. Your choice is the choice that most people would make. I cannot hold a grudge against you for not choosing me."

The more rational her words were, the more uncertain Shu Xiangyu felt.

"Can we still be together?"

"I...cannot answer you at the moment."

"I guessed it... If it were you from my previous life, you would have comforted me, kissed me, cried for me, and let me flirt with her as I pleased when you saw me hurt."

Her gentle voice was like heavenly music, and she was completely immersed in that emotion, feeling blissful and happy.

Little did she know that a profound bitterness and sorrow would surge forth like a tsunami, engulfing Ximerlin in its current state and causing her heartache as if cut by a knife.

Without that memory, it's like listening to her talk about being in love with someone else.

And what about her? What about everything she went through before...?

When she went home to visit her family, she tried to test them, but was rejected again. On her way to Tibet, she heard that she and Liu Luoqing had admitted to their relationship. She was so shocked that she almost caused the car to skid. She was overwhelmed by extreme discomfort and pain, and endless despair continued to erode her mind and body in the days that followed.

Perhaps in her view, she should let go and forget, and clinging to it would only add to her troubles.

But the wound has already scabbed over, the facts remain, and reopening it will only cause it to bleed again.

In the ensuing silence, just when everyone thought the conversation was over, Xi Molin suddenly rolled over and pinned her beneath him, leaning close to her ear and coldly asking, "If you had to choose, would you choose the person she was before, or the person I am now...?"

Shu Xiangyu was startled by her actions and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

The more silent she remained, the more distressed Xi Molin felt: "Yu Bao, answer me, which version of me do you like better?"

The sound of Yu Bao brought Shu Xiangyu back to her senses.

Aren't you all the same?

“It’s different… I don’t have as many beautiful memories with you, I didn’t reconcile with you, all I have is despair and pain, do you think it’s the same?”

Schimerin's sorrowful tears fell on her face, and his voice was already low and hoarse.

"silently…"

Shu Xiangyu then realized that she was subconsciously making comparisons, without considering that she only had memories of her previous life and was completely unaware of what had happened between them.

"If I never remember anything from my past life, would you still love me?"

The cold voice was gradually replaced by sorrow. Shu Xiangyu felt her trembling, her fear. She gently hugged her and softly comforted her, "Silly Momo, no matter who you are or what memories you have, I will always love you, and that will never change..."

Schimerlin leaned on her shoulder and neck, smiling wryly without making a sound or saying anything more.

They knew all too well that, ultimately, they were different; sharing a common body but possessing fleeting yet distinct memories, the resulting changes would ultimately be different as well…

In the morning, Xi Molin got up, made some porridge and steamed buns, and returned to the tent. Shu Xiangyu was still fast asleep; his wound had been hurting all night, and he hadn't slept well. He was only feeling a little better now.

She didn't wake her up immediately, but instead went to fetch hot water and get a toothbrush and toothpaste.

"Sister, wake up, wake up..."

Shu Xiangyu was awakened from her sleep, and her consciousness gradually returned.

"Is it dawn yet?"

Schimerlin sat by the hospital bed: "Hmm, it's lit up. Get up, wash up, and have something to eat."

She sat up, and her calves didn't hurt as much as she had imagined.

"have you eaten?"

"I've already eaten, you should rinse your mouth and wash your face first..."

Knowing she's a clean freak, she didn't wash up last night. The conditions here are limited and many things are inconvenient, so we can only try to make do for now.

Seeing that she was considerate, Shu Xiangyu's mood improved: "After dinner, can you take me out for some fresh air?"

There was always an unpleasant smell inside the tent, and it was also very stuffy under the scorching sun.

"Well, yes."

After Schimerlin helped her wash up and eat, the doctor and nurses came to check on their injuries and found nothing unusual.

As they were about to leave, the nurse remembered something and reminded Schimerlin, "Oh, I forgot to tell you yesterday that some of your personal belongings are under your pillow. There are no cabinets here, so it's not convenient to store them."

She nodded in acknowledgment: "Thank you..."

The sun was shining brightly outside, and a gentle breeze was blowing.

"I'll carry you out..."

Shu Xiangyu put on his mask and hat, and stood up while holding onto the bed sheet. He remembered that when he went to see her during the May Day holiday, he pretended to sprain his ankle. He didn't expect that his foot was really injured this time. Some things really can't be faked: "Just hold me."

Schimerlin grabbed her wrist, insisting on carrying her on his back: "I can walk faster if I carry you."

He then carefully carried her on his back, avoiding the injury to his calf.

Shu Xiangyu knew her stubbornness well, so he did not argue with her.

Arriving at a nearby park, they found a wooden bench. Schimerin asked her to stand aside first, and she wiped the bench clean with a tissue before letting her sit down.

"Momo, can you sit next to me? Let me lean on you."

Shu Xiangyu looked up at her, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Schimerling did not refuse and sat down next to her.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, the Dadu River flows swiftly and turbulently. On the opposite side are towering mountains, with iron towers on top and high-voltage lines connecting each mountain.

"MoMo, do you remember that time we went to Luotong Society together?"

"remember."

"Sometimes I think, since being reborn gives you a chance to start over, why not go back to that time?"

Schimerling remained silent.

Shu Xiangyu leaned on her shoulder, took her arm, and sighed deeply, "I know you can't let go of the fact that we broke up back then, which led to us not contacting each other for more than four years. It wasn't until that interview, when the program aired what you wanted to say to me, that I realized the truth of my avoidance..."

“These things are all in the past, and there’s no point in talking about them anymore.”

Her indifferent words made Shu Xiangyu feel uneasy, and his eyes were already moist: "I know... my original intention was to both change what happened to you in the earthquake and make up for the emotional void I had left for you, but unfortunately, this affection was built on the fact that you hadn't been hurt by me a second time, and I was even grateful for that..."

Xi Molin lowered her eyes, feeling as if a towering mountain was pressing down on her heart, a mountain she was powerless to move or pry it away.

"Sister... I don't want to talk about these things right now."

Whether in the past or present, all the emotional entanglements are too heavy for her, almost suffocating her.

Shu Xiangyu closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. She had ultimately suffered a crushing defeat.

"I'm sorry, I didn't consider your feelings."

"Let's sit here a little longer and then go back."

"Okay, I'll be back in a bit."

After carrying her back to the tent, Schimerlin took his phone and power bank from under his pillow and went out alone again.

Shu Xiangyu guessed her intention but didn't say anything more; perhaps it would be better to understand a little...