Reborn before her mother committed suicide, the heroine went crazy

There was a burning pain in my stomach.

As if she hadn't eaten for three days, she couldn't help but dry heave, but she couldn't spit out anything, only a mouthful of bitter water.

"vomit--"

Wan An Ning couldn't help but groan.

"Big sister, are you awake? Are you hungry? I'll get you a bowl of rice soup to fill your stomach. I made it before I left, and it's still warm..."

The crisp sound carried a hint of surprise.

It’s the second sister Anjing.

How could it be An Jing? Hadn't she already...

Wan An Ning's eyes suddenly widened, and she was shocked to see An Jing, who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, running lightly to the kitchen to serve her food.

It was not until An Jing came back with the rice soup, carefully scooped a spoonful and fed it to Wan An Ning's mouth that she blinked and confirmed that the An Jing in front of her was real.

Wan An Ning ate a bowl of rice soup with An Jing's hand, and his stomach finally felt better and he had some strength.

While An Jing was delivering the bowls to the kitchen, Wan An Ning looked around and found that he was in his own old house built more than 30 years ago...

How is this going?

Wan An Ning took a deep breath, jumped off the bed, and found the only mirror in the house.

In the mirror is a young face full of collagen, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The eyebrows are naturally sword-shaped without any modification. The facial lines are not as soft as those of ordinary women. When she is not smiling, her lips are tightly closed, and she looks a little serious, just like at this moment!

It’s exactly myself when I was young!

Wan An Ning stroked his cheek, feeling deeply moved. It had been many years since he had seen his true appearance.

Ever since Li Haoyuan said in front of her many times that no man would like a tomboy like her, Wan An Ning has developed a deep inferiority complex about her appearance.

After she became rich, she went to many plastic surgery hospitals to have surgery on her face, just to make herself more feminine...

In the end, not only did her life with Li Haoyuan become a mess, but she also completely changed herself.

Touching his original face, Wan An Ning couldn't help but burst into tears.

This face... coupled with her eyes that have experienced a lifetime and seen through the world, her expression of majesty without anger, and her strong aura, it is indeed not something that a man like Li Haoyuan, who has been a gigolo all his life, can control.

It was not until her death that Wan An Ning realized that the reason Li Haoyuan always brought up her appearance was because he had always felt inferior in front of her, and in order to regain some dignity, he found ways to suppress her.

And what did I do wrong?

"Sister, why are you crying? Do you have a headache again?"

An Jing came back after washing the dishes and saw Wan An Ning crying while looking at herself in the mirror. She suddenly panicked.

"Why don't you just lie down on the bed and rest for a while, I'll go call mom back..."

An Jing said this, reaching out to help Wan An Ning walk to the bed, then reached out to take the mirror and placed it on the table beside her.

Wan An Ning stopped An Jing who was about to go out to look for someone.

"Don't go call your mother yet. I'm fine. I'm just a little bored lying here. You can sit here and talk to me."

Sitting quietly and obediently beside the bed, she looked worried: "Sister, are you really okay? Does your head really not hurt anymore?"

As she spoke, she reached out and tested the temperature on Wan An Ning's forehead. Seeing that the fever had subsided, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'm fine. Where is mom?"

Wan An Ning asked tentatively. She didn't know why she suddenly returned to her youth. In order not to expose herself, she didn't dare to ask An Jing directly what year it was, let alone ask where her father had gone. After all, her father sometimes went out to do some small business, while her mother was always at home.

An Jing really had no doubts: "Brother Baohua from Uncle Xinhai's family is getting married, and his mother took Pingping to sit at the table. The feast should have just started now..."

"Brother Baohua from Uncle Xinhai's family..."

Wan An Ning frowned, thinking carefully about when this person got married. When he looked up, he saw the calendar hanging on the wall at the door: August 7, the 25th day of the sixth lunar month, the year of Wu Chen, suitable for marriage, travel, marriage and engagement...

This is a good day, a good day with no taboos!

But for Wan An Ning, this was a day when everything went wrong, and it was also the anniversary of her mother's death.

On this day in the previous life, the mother, in extreme despair, hanged herself on the beam of the house with a rope. From then on, the lives of Wan An Ning and her two sisters changed drastically!

Thinking of this, Wan An Ning suddenly had an idea:

"Jingjing, is this the Year of the Dragon?"

An Jing nodded: "Yes, this year is... Third Sister's Zodiac Year. You forgot that when mother was celebrating the New Year, she kept saying to buy her a set of red autumn clothes and autumn pants..."

Wan An Ning couldn't help but grab the clothes on his chest and felt his breathing quicken.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Do you have a headache again?"

An Jing said, reaching out to touch Wan An Ning's forehead. After finding that the temperature was normal, she breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not feverish anymore? Big sister, what's wrong with you? Do you want me to call mother back?"

Wan An Ning took a deep breath and shook his head after a while: "It's okay, I may have been lying down for too long, I will be fine after a while."

Seeing Wan An Ning recovered, An Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister, you take a rest first. I'm going to do my summer homework. Call me if you need anything."

After An Jing left, Wan An Ning stared at the spider web on the roof for a long time with wide eyes, and finally secretly reached his hand to his thigh and twisted it hard...

"hiss……"

It hurts!

This is not a dream!

There is still time for everything...

The corners of Wan An Ning's mouth suddenly curled up into a big arc.

She laughed, but as she laughed, she suddenly burst into tears.

"Mom, I will protect you in this life and will never let you go down the same old path as in the past life!"

There was a flash of coldness in Wan An Ning's eyes. Since God let her go back to the day when her mother had the accident, it must be to let her make up for the regrets of her previous life!

In this case, it is a pity that I was not able to take revenge in my previous life. I will just collect some interest today!

After lying in bed and calming down for a while, Wan An Ning felt better. She vaguely remembered this day in her previous life. She seemed to have a fever and was drowsy. She only felt a commotion outside in a daze. Later she realized what had happened, but it was too late.

Fortunately, God allowed her to return to this day and miraculously brought her fever down early, giving her time to prepare.

An Jing, who was doing her summer homework, heard the noise and came out to check. She saw Wan An Ning, whose fever had just subsided, busying herself in the kitchen.

"Sister, what are you doing? How about I do it? Your fever has just subsided, you need to rest for a while."

Wan An Ning hadn't used a clay stove for many years, so he was a little unfamiliar with it. He struck several matches but failed to light the fire successfully.

When she heard An Jing say she wanted to help, she felt relieved.

"I'm sweating and feeling sticky. I want to boil some hot water to take a bath..."

An Jing looked at the matchsticks thrown on the ground, a little surprised, but she said nothing. She skillfully grabbed a handful of soft firewood and lit the fire, then sat in front of the stove to make a fire.

Wan An Ning took a nice bath, then sat next to the water pressurized well, preparing to wash the clothes he had just taken off.

At this time, Feng Xiangmei came back with her little girl Anping...