"Wen Wenlan? Why did he call you?" Fang Miaomiao reacted, "Did something happen to Mother?"
"Wen Wenlan said Mother still shows no signs of waking up, and he wants us to take An'an to the hospital to see her."
Fang Miaomiao thought for a moment, "Let's go. If this gets out, people will just say you're unfilial. We'll go see her. If she wakes up, it'll be a happy occasion. We want to see her, so we will. If she can't wake up, we're not doctors, there's nothing we can do."
"I know." Wen Zhiyan held Fang Miaomiao tightly. "Then, on the weekend, we'll take An'an to see her."
"It's okay, she'll be fine."
Although she didn't particularly like Old Madam Ran, she didn't wish for her to sleep forever and not wake up.
"Don't be sad."
"Do you think I'm being melodramatic? She treats me so poorly, yet I don't want her to sleep forever, even if we end up never speaking again."
"No, she treated you badly, so we don't have to interact with her, we don't have to see her. But that doesn't mean we want to see her comatose in front of us." Fang Miaomiao said softly.
"Miaomiao." Wen Zhiyan held Fang Miaomiao tighter. "I don't want to see her lying in bed for the rest of her life."
Much less see her die.
"She won't."
Cough cough, those bad people are said to live for a thousand years. She felt that Ran Lian wouldn't die, and besides, she didn't die in the novel.
"We'll go see her. If An'an wants to stay longer, we'll stay longer. If she's unhappy, we'll leave. We won't force ourselves."
"Thank you."
"Alright, let's sleep." Fang Miaomiao patted Wen Zhiyan's back and teased him, "You have to wake up early tomorrow to make breakfast for An'an."
"Okay."
After washing up, they got into bed.
Wen Zhiyan still held Fang Miaomiao tightly.
"What's wrong?"
Wen Zhiyan hesitated for a moment. "Do you think I'm being sentimental?"
His own mother treated him that way, yet he still chose to go to the hospital to see her.
"This isn't sentimentality, it's reconciling with yourself." Fang Miaomiao said earnestly. "You know, in my previous life, in that world, I didn't have parents."
"Where are your parents?"
Fang Miaomiao shook her head. "Grandma said my parents went to a very, very far place and couldn't find their way home."
Therefore, in her childhood, she felt both love and hate for her parents.
Love, because they were her parents, and she wasn't, as other children said, an orphan.
Hate, because they were too foolish. She was already an adult, and Grandma had died, yet her parents still hadn't found their way home.
She thought, if she became a parent in the future, she would definitely know how to find her way, so her child wouldn't worry about her.
"So, are we a bit in the same boat?"
"More or less. So, perhaps Heaven couldn't stand it and brought us two together."
Fang Miaomiao shook her head. "It was that old man and Qing Jiu."
Wen Zhiyan stroked Fang Miaomiao's head. "Then I'll find a highly accomplished monk later and ask them to help see if we can honor these two benefactors."
"Find a Taoist priest. I think monks would be useless in this situation."
After all, they didn't belong to the same sect.
"Okay." Wen Zhiyan nodded.
"Let's sleep."
"Okay, goodnight."
...
Fang Miaomiao blinked uncomfortably.
She, was she experiencing that situation again, where upon falling asleep, the original host would forcibly drag her into a dream?
Could it be that the original host felt her world was not good, and wanted to forcibly switch back?
No way?
The more Fang Miaomiao thought about it, the more flustered she became, even wanting to force herself awake.
"Miaomiao, why are you in such a hurry? The old man just wants to have a word with you."
Fang Miaomiao heard a familiar voice and looked behind her in disbelief.
"Old, old Taoist priest?"
The white-bearded old man, dressed in a Taoist robe, gave the impression that he was about to ascend to immortality.
"You seem very surprised to see me."
"You, weren't you?"
The white-bearded old man shook his head. "Heaven's secrets cannot be revealed."
"Then what is this..."
The old man smiled meaningfully. "I saw a certain little fellow who's been preoccupied all day."
Fang Miaomiao scratched her head sheepishly. "It's mainly because I feel like I haven't figured out many things, and this feeling of not being in control is very unpleasant."
"Miaomiao, do you know what you would face in that world?"
Fang Miaomiao shook her head.
"You would die, die on the day you went to terminate your contract with the company."
Fang Miaomiao panicked. "Then, if the Fang Miaomiao of this world crossed over, wouldn't she have died in my place?"
"What a kind and good child." The old man chuckled, stroking his long beard, then with a wave of his sleeve, a scene appeared before Fang Miaomiao.
It was a brightly lit bar, and she was shaking her body wildly inside.
The same face, so familiar that she dared not recognize it.
Was this, really her?
The scene shifted.
A man in a well-fitting suit scanned the bar, then his gaze landed on a spot, and he strode over.
"What are you doing?" 'Fang Miaomiao', her face flushed, looked at the man unhappily. "Weren't you going on a blind date? Why are you bothering me?"
The man looked at the struggling person in his arms helplessly. "When did I say I was going on a blind date?"
"I saw the message on your phone."
"Fang Miaomiao, are you happy only when you make me angry, right?"
'Fang Miaomiao' unhappily slapped the man.
The man resigned himself to it, picked her up, and walked outside.
"What, what is this situation?" Fang Miaomiao watched the scene in stunned silence.
"That was the original host's life in your world," the old man said with a smile. "She's living a fulfilling life now, with her lover who dotes on her. How could she be willing to give up her position for yours?"
"Will she be happy her whole life?"
The old man nodded. "Yes. Both of you will be very happy in this life."
This was their original destiny.
"I have another question."
"Ask away."
"Why did our souls switch?"
"To put it simply, this is your original destiny."
"This is our original destiny, meaning I was originally from this world?"
"Yes." The old man nodded, his expression apologetic. "Speaking of which, this is something we owe you."
"How so?"
The old man sighed deeply. "The world only knows that the Heavenly Dao protects the world, allowing it to run smoothly, but it doesn't know that the Heavenly Dao can also get bored and lonely."
"So, my little disciple gave the Heavenly Dao a book to amuse itself. Who knew it would get addicted and accidentally conduct an experiment."
"So, I, this unlucky fellow, am the experimental subject?"
The old man nodded. "Yes. It threw your soul out and brought another world's Fang Miaomiao into this world. Oh, that story, you've seen it too."