I started on a rocking horse and relied on watching ads to dominate the highway survival charts.

"Sister, sister? Why isn't this sister awake yet?"

"It might be a sudden illness, call 120 immediately."

"Hey, wait a minute, Miaomiao, she seems to be awake."

Huo Yunzhi had barely opened her eyes when she saw a ray of morning light pierce through the shade of the trees, shining into her pupils.

She rubbed her eyes hard, and only after her eyes adjusted to the light did she look around, only to find herself on a path downstairs in the residential area.

How did I get here?

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, many fragments of memories began to flash through her mind, allowing Huo Yunzhi to quickly understand the situation.

By the way, I worked overtime all night last night and was about to go to the supermarket to buy some goods... but I fainted as soon as I left the community.

Staying up late is really harmful!

"Sister, are you alright? Do you need us to take you to the hospital?" A cheerful voice rang in my ears.

Huo Yunzhi came to her senses and said, "No need, I'm fine, thank you."

She brushed the dust off her clothes and turned her gaze to the unfamiliar faces in front of her.

"Are you...university students?"

"Yes, I'm from University in City A."

The person who answered her was a blonde girl; it was the gentle voice that Huo Yunzhi had heard while she was unconscious.

At this moment, she looked at Huo Yunzhi with her hands behind her back, her smile full of sincerity.

"Hello, sister. My name is Miaomiao. I'm so glad you're alright."

Miaomiao?

Huo Yunzhi tilted her head in confusion: "I feel like I've heard this name somewhere before..."

"Haha, maybe we knew each other in a past life." As Miao Miao spoke, her eyes suddenly fell on Huo Yunzhi's arm: "Oh! Sister, your arm is injured!"

Only after being reminded did Huo Yunzhi feel the pain. She belatedly raised her arm and saw a small scratch on it.

"It was probably scratched by the Dendrobium nobile crown tree that just fell over."

"Should we go to the hospital to get it bandaged up?"

The cute little girl next to Miao Miao asked, "Sister, my name is Su Anning. One of my good friends is a doctor. Let me take you to the hospital."

"No need, it's just a minor injury. I can disinfect it myself when I get home."

Huo Yunzhi sincerely thanked the two of them, then turned and started her journey home.

After seeing the woman off, the two continued their journey.

"How did that lady faint on the way?" Miao Miao asked, puzzled. "Luckily we passed by, otherwise we don't know when we would have found her."

"Yes, it's the weekend, and it's still early, so there aren't many people on the street."

"I think my sister has low blood sugar." Miao Miao touched her pocket: "I just gave her two pieces of candy."

"Judging from her complexion, she looks like she just finished working all night. She probably worked overtime all night. Your candy probably won't do much good."

"Working all night." Miao Miao was startled: "That must be so tiring..."

Back in their dorm room, the two quickly put the incident of their unconscious sister out of their minds.

"Ring ring ring—"

An unfamiliar number called.

"Hello, is this Miaomiao? Your package has been delivered downstairs."

"I'm coming right away." Miao Miao hung up the phone and rushed downstairs.

Because I was running so fast, my arm was brushed against the door frame.

The deliveryman, a young man with silver hair, pulled a small box out of a pile of packages: "You're the student with the last four digits of your phone number, right?"

"Yes, it's mine. Thanks for your hard work!"

Qin Yuanshan nodded and handed the small box to the blonde girl in front of him.

Around 3 p.m., all the packages for A City University were delivered. Qin Yuanshan shook his aching hands and looked at the remaining delivery tasks.

"Time to go to the next place." Qin Yuanshan got into his delivery vehicle.

As a result, when I closed the car door, the screeching sound of the door slashed my arm hard.

He rubbed his arm, wincing, to make sure it didn't hurt too much before stepping on the gas and driving towards the school gate.

Wens Foodstuff Group Co., Ltd.

Wen Zhaoye stared at the reports on his computer, feeling uneasy.

"Knock knock knock—"

The knocking interrupted his thoughts.

"Come in."

The main man pushed open the door and entered: "President Wen, your documents have arrived."

"Okay, put it there." Wen Zhaoye leaned back in his chair and pressed his temples a few times. "Tell me about tomorrow morning's schedule."

"There's a meeting at 10 a.m., and I need to meet with a client at 11 a.m...." The assistant calmly rattled off a list of tasks.

"Let's keep the morning's schedule, but postpone the afternoon's," Wen Zhaoye said wearily.

"All of them?" the assistant asked uncertainly.

"all."

He's been too busy to go to the hospital lately, and his mother may not say it, but she must miss him terribly.

The next day, Wen Zhaoye rushed to the hospital's T3 ward.

Because I was in such a hurry, my arm was bumped by the corner of the hospital bed that was being pushed in hastily when I left the ward.

When his mother saw him, she was first delighted, then scolded him, "I told you, if you're too busy with work, you don't need to come over. You have a professional caregiver you hired. It must be tiring for you to come back and forth like this."

"It's okay, I'm free these days." Wen Zhaoye told a little lie.

He talked with his mother for a while, and then a doctor led a nurse in.

After a series of examinations were completed, Wen Zhaoye made an excuse to leave and followed the doctor: "Doctor, how is my mother's condition?"

"It's improved somewhat, but I suggest continuing to observe for a while longer."

The doctor was young, but had an inexplicable charm. Wen Zhaoye noticed that her work ID read "Xu Xiu".

He breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, thank you for your hard work, Dr. Xu."

"You're welcome, it's our duty." Xu Xiu nodded slightly.

After watching Wen Zhaoye walk back into the ward, Xu Xiu led the nurses and students to continue their rounds in other wards.

After a busy day and a night shift, Xu Xiu didn't get off work until 8 a.m.

Not wanting to eat breakfast at the cafeteria, she went to her usual breakfast shop and ordered a bowl of rice noodle soup and a freshly fried horseshoe pastry.

This noodle soup is famous far and wide. Although it looks thin, it is actually very thick in the mouth. The noodles will melt directly in your mouth after taking a sip.

The salty and savory flavor paired with white pepper powder, along with the smooth texture, rolls down your throat and into your stomach, instantly warming your entire body.

As she was enjoying her meal, a man carrying a bowl of soy milk passed by. He was not paying attention and was bumped by the oncoming boy, causing half a bowl of hot soy milk to spill out and scald Xu Xiu's arm.

"Ah!" Xu Xiu exclaimed in surprise.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" the man apologized. "It was my fault for not holding it properly. Are you alright? Are you okay?"

Xu Xiu looked at him with displeasure, while the man's face was full of guilt.

"It's okay... just be more careful when you walk next time."

"Okay, okay, I'm really sorry."

The man watched as Xu Xiu skillfully treated his wound, pursed his lips, and turned to walk towards the counter.

A moment later, he returned with a store card: "My name is Shen Chilie. I'm very sorry about today. There's 500 yuan in here, which you can use for breakfast."

After Shen Chilie finished speaking, he put down the membership card and ran out.

I hadn't been home for a long time, and as soon as I got back, I caused trouble.

He walked back to his residential compound, only to find that the security guards had changed and didn't recognize him anymore. When he tried to enter, the guards stopped him and even hit his arm with a stick.

After explaining for a long time and calling home to confirm, he finally convinced the security guard that he was a resident of the community.

However, Shen Chilie could understand the security guard's behavior of stopping people.

After all, he was on military missions and hadn't been home for several years. Plus, he looked rather fierce, so it's normal for the security guards to stop him.

As I walked into the residential area, I saw Jiajia and her best friend: "Jiajia? Want to go out and play?"

"Brother Shen!" Jiajia ran over. "I'm going to tutoring. My mom said my English isn't very good."

"Then go quickly." Shen Chilie rubbed Jiajia's head.

When Jiajia arrived at the classroom, class was about to begin.

The tutor glanced at Jiajia before turning back to prepare for the lesson.

The chalk slid across the blackboard, occasionally dropping streaks of white dust.

After class, the tutor packed up her things and went home with her boyfriend who had come to pick her up.

As the days go by, "your" perspective shifts among countless people.

Having experienced the mortal world and seen all living beings.

But Huo Yunzhi was completely unaware.

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"Grandma! Grandma!"

Early in the morning, the little girl's voice came from outside the house.

"What is it?" The hearing of the "you" inside the room was no longer very good.

She turned to the side, trying to hear her granddaughter's words clearly.

"The procession is almost at the gate!" the granddaughter shouted.

Despite not being very agile, upon hearing that it was a procession of deities, "you" still hurriedly fetched incense and rushed to the street, trembling.

The procession moved slowly, and before they even arrived, devout believers were already waiting on both sides of the road, holding incense sticks.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The sound of gongs and drums was like a signal, and firecrackers went off one after another throughout the street, sending up clouds of grayish-white smoke.

Amidst the smoke of battle, the village lads appeared carrying a palanquin for the deity.

It was a vermilion sedan chair, with gold-painted lines and bells hanging from the eaves. The eaves were decorated with wood carvings, making it look exquisite.

On each side of the sedan chair was a thick, polished hardwood bar. Red brocade curtains hung from the door, and because of the distance, one could only vaguely see an unidentified deity sitting inside.

Gradually, the procession drew closer, the firecrackers exploded more and more wildly, the drumbeats shook people's hearts, and a pungent smell filled the air.

The statue emerged from the mist and stood before "you".