"She’s born, she’s born! Congratulations, Master Xuan! Congratulations, Master Xuan! A precious daughter has arrived..." The heat and noise were overwhelming! Besides that, Ouyang Zixin felt completely drained, especially with a throbbing headache. She opened her mouth to ask the people around her to quiet down, only to be met with the sound of a baby crying. "A daughter, a daughter! Hahaha, good, good! Everyone will be rewarded..." As if it wasn't loud enough, a booming male voice added to the chaos, "My lady, you’ve worked hard." It was too noisy; her head throbbed even more. At that moment, Ouyang Zixin felt she might faint at any moment but had to muster her strength because everything around her was too strange—
"Ouyang Zixin, I know you don’t like taking the bus, but this time our interview went surprisingly smoothly. It’s a rare chance to use a work trip for some sightseeing. Please, just accompany me..." Unable to resist her colleague's pleading, they had boarded a tour bus for a day trip together. But what was happening now? A precious daughter? Was this a delivery room? Did something happen to the bus? Was she in a hospital? Something was wrong! In her panic, Ouyang Zixin tried to sit up despite feeling weak, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't do it. Was she seriously injured? She felt completely limp; it seemed she must have been hurt badly. But at least she was alive; with modern medicine being so advanced, as long as she had life left in her, other things didn’t seem as important. However, if an accident occurred during a business trip while traveling, would the company recognize it as work-related injury? Her mind was in chaos again as she habitually began to overthink. Unable to sit up or see her surroundings clearly, Ouyang Zixin turned her head to see if there were any familiar faces or doctors nearby; surely she could at least ask someone what was going on. But when she looked over, she was stunned. There were no familiar white coats, no doctors or nurses—there wasn’t even the familiar smell of antiseptic in the air. This wasn’t a hospital! No, that wasn’t the point; even if it wasn’t a hospital, who were these oddly dressed people? She wasn’t lying in a hospital bed but was being held in someone’s arms! Yes, held in someone’s arms! After nearly thirty years of living, she was now being cradled like an infant—this was absurd. Although she had been held by her parents when she was little, that was ages ago! "What is going on? Who are you?" Ouyang Zixin shouted. At that moment, she truly felt anxious and scared because everything exceeded her imagination and was beyond her understanding.
"Hahaha, my lady, look how sweet our little princess sounds..." "Husband, Xin'er is so small; how can you say her voice sounds sweet?" "My lady, look how strong her cries are; in the future, her voice will definitely be lovely like yours!" "Husband..." The woman's voice brimmed with happiness and a hint of shyness. "What little princess? What crying? Are you all ignoring me? Answer me! What is happening?" Why was no one responding to her? Who was Xin'er? "Husband, quickly let the nurse take Xin'er to rest; look how long she's been crying; she must be tired." "Alright then; let it be as my lady wishes. Someone take the young miss to rest." "Hey!" Suddenly Ouyang Zixin found herself unable to speak because every time she opened her mouth to say something, another wave of baby cries filled the air without any response from her. While she was in shock, a cheerful woman with a beaming smile took her into her arms and stepped out of the hot room after announcing their departure.
"Xin'er is really tired; she's not crying anymore..." The voices faded into the distance. At that moment Ouyang Zixin finally understood where those baby cries came from—it turned out that sound was coming from her own mouth! The Xin'er they referred to was herself! In this unfamiliar environment with strange faces—even herself felt foreign... She, Ouyang Zixin—a nearly thirty-year-old journalist living under the red flag—now found herself in an unknown place and...she was just an infant! Oh my god! Am I really back to being a baby??? Ouyang Zixin screamed internally and didn’t know if it was due to the shock or because she was just an infant now that made her feel weak enough to drift off...
So tired...so tired... In her dreams, Ouyang Zixin felt an unprecedented fatigue—something she'd never experienced even during the most challenging interviews. In a daze, it seemed like she heard her mother’s voice—"Xin'er, Xin'er wake up; don’t sleep." Mother? "Xin'er, live well; someone will love you like your mother does." Love me like my mother does? Why would they need to replace her? Mother...mother... Ouyang Zixin wanted to speak but realized she couldn’t make even a sound and broke into a cold sweat. "Xin'er, dear one; live well; your mother is waiting for you in another world..." No! I don’t want that! Mother! I want to be with you! Mother, take me away...
"Husband, what is going on? Xin'er has been asleep for a whole day and night..." The woman’s voice trembled with suppressed tears. "Don’t worry my lady; didn’t the doctor say Xin'er is fine? Perhaps...perhaps this child is just naturally sleepy..." "Wuwu...Husband, we only have Xin'er as our child; I’m afraid...I’m afraid..." "My lady don’t be afraid; with your husband here, Xin'er will be fine!" The man assured her though his tone lacked confidence as he couldn’t bear seeing his wife distressed and spoke comforting words instead. Such warm arms; there were warm droplets on his face—were those tears from the woman? Tears filled with love and concern fell onto Ouyang Zixin's face. Perhaps waking up or being touched by this affection made Ouyang Zixin finally accept the reality of being “reborn.” Her delicate eyelids fluttered slightly before slowly opening.
"She’s awake! Husband! Xin'er is awake!" The woman noticed Ouyang Zixin's movement immediately due to her overwhelming concern for their daughter and couldn’t contain her excitement. "Quickly call the doctor; our young miss has woken up!" The man also reacted swiftly and shouted for help right away. This must be who would love me like my mother did. Ouyang Zixin felt sorrowful about leaving everything behind from that world—the mother who raised her alone and gave all her love—and now living again was such an incredible thing yet so undeniably real at the same time. With a sigh of relief in her heart while also feeling grateful for having new parents who genuinely cared for her—it was certainly better than those protagonists in time-travel dramas who often faced neglect from their parents... A bitter smile tugged at her lips as she thought about accepting this new life.
"My husband! Xin'er smiled! Look at how Xin'er smiled at me—isn’t that a sign everything is alright?" The woman joyfully asked her husband. "My lady, everything is fine; our Xin'er is alright." The man replied happily as long as their daughter was safe; his wife wouldn’t cry anymore—that would be wonderful news indeed. The doctor arrived soon after another round of fussing before finally declaring Ouyang Zixin healthy and well.
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