After my epilepsy, the entire entertainment industry shunned me like a snake or a scorpion.

That was ten years after her death in the previous life.

The high-intensity work and irregular meals ruined his body, and he died in the hospital due to overwork in his thirties.

After his death, he made a will, leaving all his assets to his grandmother, chose a child from the side branch of the Lu family as his heir, and asked someone to bury him on the back mountain of Tonghua Village. Only a cenotaph was built, and there were no words engraved on the tombstone, only two strings of numbers.

One is the time of her own death.

One is the time of his death.

There was a full ten years between the two strings of numbers.

She didn't know how Lu Cenyan had spent the past ten years, nor did she know how he had survived those long ten years.

That monument seemed to say nothing, yet it also seemed to say a lot.

Waking up from her dream, she raised her hand and touched her cheek. Yin Jiu then realized that she had already burst into tears. It was as if her heart had been cut by a knife. Although it had healed, it left a scar with every breath, and the pain made her breathless.

Tears soaked the pillow, leaving mottled tear marks.

The ward was empty, with only Yin Jiu there.

The sun sets in the west, leaving only a ray of sunset light.

The corridor was silent, without a sound at all. In the entire ward, the only thing that occurred was the electronic clock hanging on the wall that suddenly jumped the time.

Yin Jiu suddenly felt a sense of loneliness, so desolate that it frightened her.

Fortunately, this mood did not last long, because the caregiver hired by Yin Tongyao came in with water from outside.

Aunt Zhang came in with a kettle and saw Yin Jiu woke up. She quickly put down what she was holding and ran over, pressing Yin Jiu to lie down.

"Oh dear, lie down!"

Yin Jiu was pressed back, and Aunt Zhang tactfully poured a glass of warm water for Yin Jiu to moisten his throat.

"Thank you."

After thanking him, Yin Jiu took a small sip and his throat felt much better.

Aunt Zhang was a kind-hearted person. She talked to Yin Jiu while peeling an apple for her.

"Miss, you've been sleeping for two days. Do you know how scared I was when the doctor sent you back that day?"

She talked a lot, and Yin Jiu finally heard some useful information from her words.

After I woke up two days ago, I fainted because of my unstable emotions, lying in bed for a long time and squatting for a long time after waking up.

"Have I slept for two days?"

She had a pale face and looked like a delicate and fragile piece of porcelain that needed careful care.

"Yes, your grandmother came to see you just now, and you were still asleep, so she left first..."

Yin Jiu rubbed his sore temples, and after calming down, he asked Aunt Zhang, "How is Lu Cenyan? What did the doctor say?"

Aunt Zhang also heard the story of this young couple. The man was injured while trying to protect the woman when their house caught fire. It would be hard to find a man like him even with a lantern.

"The doctor said these days that it depends on the situation, but the patient has a strong will to live, so don't worry. I think the child is blessed."

Aunt Zhang is already old and doesn't watch the news on weekdays, so she doesn't know the identities of the two people. She naturally holds Yin Jiu's hand and chats about family matters.

She peeled and cut an apple into pieces, and placed them neatly in the bowl on the bedside table. She even considerately brought a spoon to Yin Jiu.

Yin Jiu didn't say anything about going to see Lu Cenyan. She was afraid that if she went there she would cause trouble for others, so she simply looked at something else to divert her attention.

When she opened her phone, a flood of messages flooded in, almost locking her out.

WeChat is full of calls and messages from friends inside and outside the circle.

In the past three months, I have disappeared without a trace, as if I had suddenly evaporated from the face of the earth, and the studio can only keep delaying and being vague.

Her agent knew about her situation and only said that she was injured and hospitalized. During this period, her fans had already destroyed her studio.

After she went online to comfort her fans, she immediately contacted several marketing accounts that took the lead in spreading the rumors and sent a lawyer's letter. She then used the current popularity to build momentum for other newly signed artists in the studio.

After arranging everything, Lin Ziran came to visit her.

When she saw Yin Jiu wake up, she, who was always calm and composed, couldn't help but sniff, then threw herself into Yin Jiu's arms and gave her a big hug.

"Yin Jiu, do you know that I was scared to death that day!"

Yin Jiu was caught off guard by this attack and was a little out of breath.

She stretched out her hand with difficulty and pushed Lin Ziran: "Hey...you pressed on my IV tube..."

"..."

Lin Ziran lowered her eyes and saw the transparent infusion tube pressed under her thigh. After stepping back awkwardly, she adjusted her sitting position.

But now she stopped crying.

If you didn't know what was going on, you would have thought she was crying.

"I have visited you many times in the past few days, and you have been unconscious in bed. You know how afraid I am that one day you will die—"

Lin Ziran realized that she had said the wrong thing and immediately pouted several times: "Pooh, pooh, pooh! It's my bad mouth!"

"fine."

People who have died once are no longer afraid of these taboos.

As if she suddenly thought of something, Lin Ziran sent Aunt Zhang out of the ward.

Seeing the other party's mysterious look, Yin Jiu couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Lin Ziran came closer to Yin Jiu and carefully took something out of her pocket.

"Here, it's returned to its original owner."

Time and space went back, lying quietly in her palm.

The pendant above looks gray, like a pearl covered in dust.

"I found this in the ruins after the fire was put out."

Miraculously, it was buried under the rubble and even experienced a fire, but it remained intact without any signs of burning or damage.

If it were ordinary agate, jade or the like, the fire alone would be enough to destroy its value, not to mention that there is not even a scratch or bump on it.

Yin Jiu picked up the necklace and looked at it for a long time.

After many twists and turns, the necklace finally returned to its original owner.

All the accidents were caused by it, and Yin Jiu felt complicated.

"Do you know where Master Huiwu is now?"

Yin Jiu suddenly asked.

"I don't know. It was such a mess that day. Everyone came here to treat the wounded, and there were so many people at the scene. After I sent you to the ambulance, I went to look for Master Huiwu, but he disappeared. I sent people to look for him over the past few months, but they couldn't find him."

Among the people, Master Huiwu was the least injured, but after staying in the room for so long, she was worried that something might have happened to her.

"He'll come out."

Yin Jiu clenched the necklace in her hand. Since Master Huiwu could appear without anyone noticing, there shouldn't be any big problems.

To be cautious, Yin Jiu asked someone to go to Xuanyin Temple to inquire about the whereabouts of the master, but the result was that there had been no news of the master for three months.