Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Yu Yao fell into a deep dream.
In that dream, she did not have parents or elder brothers. She was a child who grew up in an orphanage.
Although she didn’t have a rich material life like other children, Yu Yao had been smart and diligent since she was a child. She had a talent that ordinary people couldn’t hope to achieve. With the help of a kind person, she pleted her university studies and relied on her strong professional knowledge to bee a staff member of the national department.
From then on, Yu Yao’s life became regular and peaceful. However, due to the nature of her work, there would occasionally be some hair-raising moments in her life, and she would put herself in danger.
However, Yu Yao was still very happy.
After working for several years, Yu Yao, who had a cold personality, made a few good friends. Among them, one of her friends had the innocence and purity of a happy family growing up. She loved reading all kinds of melodramatic novels and would often plain about some illogical plots while persevering to read them.
That good friend was very warm and friendly. She probably felt that Yu Yao, who didn’t have any relatives, was very pitiful, so she always liked to stay with her. During the holidays, that friend would bring Yu Yao everywhere to play, and also bring her back to her own home, letting Yu Yao feel the normal atmosphere of a family.
She also liked to nag at Yu Yao’s ears about those romantic novels that didn’t make any sense, which, according to her, was an excuse to relax.
It was from that friend that Yu Yao learned the story of a vicious female supporting character with the same name as herself. Thinking about it carefully, from the orphanage to the sacrifice during the mission, that life that lasted for decades was very long, but Yu Yao’s memories were very vague.
That ordinary yet happy life seemed to have been pieced together from different movie clips. On closer inspection, one could see that some of the plot was very stiff, pletely unlike a person’s real experience.
On the other hand, Yu Yao had a deep impression of that novel with the plot about the fake and real young miss. She could almost remember all the details of that novel…
Even if she was a genius with an extraordinary memory, she shouldn’t have specially memorized the contents of a romance novel. Then, why did that novel bee the most memorable existence in Yu Yao’s memory?
Yu Yao closed her eyes tightly. In her consciousness, she was walking in darkness. She didn’t know how long she walked in the darkness. When she was at her most exhausted state, she finally saw a faint glimmer in front of her.
It was a very tall door. Yu Yao could feel if she pushed open this door, her previous understanding would be shattered.
She would recognize a world that was pletely different from her memories. In the darkness, the conscious Yu Yao asked herself, “Can I really accept that real world?”
Just as she was about to open the door, Yu Yao retracted her arm. In the spiritual world that only she existed in, Yu Yao did not continue to pretend to be strong. She was a very weak person. Even if the truth was right in front of her, she did not dare to reach out to confirm it…
Thus, Yu Yao slowly sat on the ground while facing the door that led to the real world. She hugged her knees and closed her eyes. In any case, this should be a world that made her feel pain, so she should just stay here for now and not go out…
She could have a good night’s sleep. She could finally fall into a peaceful slumber.. How blissful
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