The actress is reborn and is chasing after her husband.

Two nights later, after finally falling asleep with painkillers, Shimmering was suddenly awakened by his cell phone ringing.

She groggily picked up her phone, which was still charging, and answered it before even seeing who was calling.

"Hey…"

A distinct sound of someone sleeping could be heard.

"Where are you now?"

The clear and familiar voice instantly snapped Ximerlin back to reality. Thinking she was hallucinating, she tentatively called out, "Sister..."

Shu Xiangyu was clearly annoyed: "Where exactly are you now? You haven't returned to Qizhou. Your instructor said you've been away from school for several days. You didn't go to Lanhe International either. Did you go back to your hometown in Sichuan?"

Schimerling sat up in bed, turned on the bedside lamp, and felt both nervous and uneasy in the face of her questioning.

"I'm in Haishi..."

"Since you're in Haishi, why don't you go home?"

Shu Xiangyu raised his voice, clearly on the verge of exploding in anger.

Schimerling had a terrible headache, but he forced himself to remain silent.

"I live...it's fine outside."

The relationship between the two is now awkward and delicate, not as comfortable as before.

Shu Xiangyu felt guilty. Not only was the new drama not delayed, but the contract was also signed smoothly. She had been too harsh that day and had wronged her.

After a long silence, she said apologetically, "I'm very sorry about what happened last time..."

It's about both the matter and the emotion.

She could offer her no response, only a deep apology.

"Sister, I'm the one who should apologize. If I hadn't said things I shouldn't have, you wouldn't have had so much trouble, and we would be back to how things were before. It's all my fault. Like you said, let's pretend nothing happened. Don't take those words to heart; it's all in the past..."

Schimerlin spoke with feigned ease and relief, but stinging tears were already streaming from his swollen eyes.

"Yes, it's all in the past. You're still my dearest little sister."

For some reason, Shu Xiangyu also felt a deep sourness welling up in her throat, and her mood was not as light as she had imagined.

Schimerlin wanted to congratulate her on signing a good script, but the words stuck in his throat: "Then you should get some rest..."

"Well, since you're in Haishi, why don't you go home and stay there?"

"I will, don't worry."

"OK, good night."

"Good night…"

After hanging up the phone, Xi Molin looked at the screen and saw the name "Sister." From now on, she would always only be "Sister."

She lay back down, holding her phone, curled up in a ball, and suppressed her sobs.

In her youthful ignorance, she didn't understand why love was so difficult. Perhaps she hadn't considered worldly norms, the need for mutual understanding and love, or even financial resources; the only thing she cared about was sincerity in her feelings.

If you can't accept it, then just go back to the past. Time will slowly cover up those bad things.

The following morning, she checked out of the hotel and prepared to move back to Blue River International.

Returning to their familiar home, everything was as it always had been, nothing had changed except that their relationship was buried deep in the past, a secret they no longer spoke of.

Half a month later, Xi Molin's injuries were fully recovered. During this time, she was very grateful to Sister Yu for visiting her from time to time and bringing her various nourishing soups that she had cooked herself.

Yu Qingtong has successfully found a relatively flexible job as a designated driver.

She works almost entirely at night as a designated driver, and during the day she can do other part-time jobs.

However, these are all casual jobs, and I can't sign long-term contracts. I have two sick family members, which often causes delays, and I can't guarantee that I will be able to go to get off work on time.

After that conversation, Schimerlin and her sister never contacted each other again, but she often saw her attending events online, and she seemed to be in good spirits.

She could rest easy and would occasionally chat with Xiangjun, who was busy looking for a job, about their respective recent situations.

To pass the time, she decided to do a part-time job with Sister Yu, but she wanted to visit her aunt at her home first.

On his first visit to Sister Yu's house, Xi Molin specially bought fruit and supplements, and also withdrew two thousand yuan in cash.

If it weren't for her kind help over the past two weeks, I don't know what would have become of her.

Yu Qingtong's home is located in the old town area of ​​Haishi, a large abandoned factory. The area is chaotic and disorganized, and the brick-walled, red-roofed house is also dilapidated.

Many of those who made money have moved away, leaving behind older workers who are barely scraping by.

Yu Qingtong's parents were both workers in this factory area, but they were laid off later. Neither of them had much education, so they could only set up a breakfast stall nearby to raise her and her brother.

When she was in the second year of junior high school, her father was unfortunately diagnosed with a brain tumor, and the family was devastated.

They used all the money they could borrow and everything they could sell to pay for his treatment, but he still passed away before his brother could get into university.

The family went through an extremely difficult period after that. The mother continued to run the stall, the brother was admitted to university but did not go, and the family had to pay off debts. They simply couldn't afford to pay, so they had to find work to support the family.

Her family's financial situation only improved when she was about to take the college entrance examination, and they continued to make do with what they had.

When Yu Qingtong saw Mo Lin waiting at the intersection with a lot of things, she sighed, knowing her good intentions. After exchanging a few polite words with her, she led her home.

Walk fifty or sixty meters from the intersection into the narrow alley to reach the main gate.

The rusty iron gate, which has been open for years, is locked with a large padlock on its round latch. It is a typical worker-allocated housing building of that time.

The exterior walls are made of cement, much of which has peeled off, and there are cracks and signs of previous inhabitation everywhere.

This floor can accommodate about ten families, who share a kitchen and bathroom.

The surrounding environment was relatively clean, with no piles of garbage or overgrown weeds, and a few bicycles and electric bikes were parked in the yard.

"The accommodations were a bit poor..."

Yu Qingtong lowered her head and smiled faintly, seemingly a little embarrassed.

"No, your family is much better off than my hometown."

Schimerlin quickly followed her up to the second floor, to the third room on the right, where the door was open.

"Come in, the house is a bit simple, please don't mind."

Stepping inside, there was no dirt, mess, or odor as I had imagined. Instead, everything was clean and tidy. Although the house was small, it was very well organized.

Xi Molin placed the things on the coffee table, and Yu Qingtong told her to sit wherever she wanted and not to be shy.

"Tongtong, have the guests arrived?"

Ci'ai's weak voice came from the inner room.

Yu Qingtong was pouring water into a cup: "Okay, it's here."

Xi Molin slowly moved to the bedroom door and saw a gray-haired woman sitting on the bed. She walked in and bowed to the woman to greet her: "Hello, Auntie, I am Sister Yu's friend. My name is Xi Molin."

But Yu's mother seemed to be blind, her hands groping along the edge of the bed, her ears tilted to try and make out the sounds.

"Are you Tongtong's friend? Hello, hello... Please sit down, don't be shy."

"Auntie, please be careful not to fall."

Xi Molin realized that she really couldn't see, and his heart clenched. Afraid that she would fall off the bed, he quickly helped her up.

"It's rare for Tongtong to have friends visiting. Please forgive any shortcomings in our hospitality..."

Yu's mother gently patted her hand, her weathered face etched with the marks of time.

Her eyes had become cloudy, but she was polite and friendly to everyone. Unfortunately, fate was unfair to her, and she suffered all kinds of hardships.

"No, no..."

At this moment, Yu Qingtong brought over washed fruit, including seedless grapes and sliced ​​apples.

"Mom, this is fruit Merlin bought. Try some."

She placed the fruit plate in Yu's mother's hands, letting her hold it and eat slowly.

"Thank you, child, thank you..."

"You are welcome."

As Schimerling watched the mother and daughter, he was suddenly reminded of his own mother. If only she were still here.