A-City, Tang Residence.
All one could see on the look-out were white funeral flowers and black mourning bands – an atmosphere of unusual solemnity and grief pervading the scene.
People dressed in dark-colored clothing continued to arrive at the entrance, their faces etched with sorrow.
Tang Tiantian made her way into the residence. Her appearance was far from the radiant, camera-ready image of before; she now looked haggard and disheveled.
She returned home, yet the servants looked at her with strange expressions.
The truth wasn't as the news portrayed it. She was not the murderer who killed her mother.
"Get her out of here," a familiar voice commanded, hitting her like a brick. Indeed, the person who had set her up was right here - Gong Mochen.
She had only been married to him for ten days, and now he was throwing his weight around in the Tang household. Even the servants were obeying his orders.
"You ruthless woman, how could you even kill your own mother... I must have been blind to marry you. How cold-hearted you must be to let your mother-in-law know this from beyond the grave," he said coldly.
She never imagined that she would fall for such a brute in a man's skin, a man who used her feelings merely to gain power and wealth from the Tang family, even going as far as having an affair with her own sister.
Just last night, she saw this despicable pair messing around – in her marital bed.
Today, she's finally seen the truth, but alas, it's all too late.
"If you don't leave, don't blame me for calling the police... murderer," the voice echoed in her ears, the world outside was declaring her a killer, nobody believed her.
Her mother's death was a heavy blow to her, both physically and emotionally. Yet, she never anticipated that she would bear the brunt of such ludicrous accusation.
"Miss, Miss, time to get up."
That gentle voice, why sound so familiar? Tang Tiantian was jolted awake and standing beside her bed was none other than Mrs. Li.
Mrs. Li? Didn't she die? Was this a dream?
"Miss, why are you so stunned?"
So real was the dream that she reached for Mrs. Li's hand. The warmth was palpable.
Once the surprise wore off, she pinched her face hard. It hurt, so it wasn't a dream.
Tang Tiantian was startled at the sight before her. She had already... was it that she had received another chance at life?
On that day, a heavy storm brewed, lightning flashed and thunder boomed. She had trod out of the Tang residence, drenched to the bone, onto the sparsely populated streets and onto Jiangbei bridge where she gazed at the tumultuous water beneath for a long time.
The rain kept falling, thunder resounding and shaking the heavens. The bridge flickered with light and darkness. The river was already on the verge of overflowing the embankments.
Her life was bereft of hope. She had been foolish, falling in love with the wrong man and turning her once harmonious and prosperous family life into a complete mess.
She was no murderer, but it was she who had harmed her mother. She couldn’t bear it all; she had no face to continue living in this world.
As she watched the surging rivers below, she plunged in headfirst.
She was a sinner, and death was the just end. It was best if she never reincarnates.
Although she was supposedly dead, why was she in her house at this moment, and why was Mrs. Li still alive?
She was a full-time novel addict. The protagonists in the novels often experienced rebirth, which seemed incredibly fantastical. Could this possibly be happening to her right now?
She hopped off the bed, intending to examine her reflection in the mirror, but her steps abruptly halted. Placed on the sofa in the distance, wasn't that her high school uniform?
Out of the uniform, she pulled out an identification card. It read, Senior Three, Class Two — Tang Tiantian.
Everything around her suggested that she had traveled back in time to five years ago and had transformed back to her high school self.
What once was a person filled with despair, suddenly bore a beacon of hope. It seemed the gods haven't given up on her after all.
This time, she vowed to wreak havoc on those who had hurt her, leaving them shattered beyond recognition.
