"Ha——"

I woke up suddenly, gasping for breath, sweat the size of beans sliding down my forehead, my clothes soaked and sticking to my back, making me feel as if I had just been pulled out of the water.

I turned on the bedside lamp and found that the layout of the room was surprisingly the same as my mother's bedroom. I glanced at the calendar on the bedside table and my heart trembled.

I had actually been reborn to the year I was 17, before I met the scumbag Zhu Sheng who ruined my life.

I opened the door and walked to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water to calm myself down.

Perhaps the noise was too loud, and my mother came out of the bedroom, rubbing her eyes and immediately smiled when she saw me.

"Are you hungry? Let mom cook you a bowl of noodles to eat."

"No." I waved my hand, "I can't eat."

"Nonsense." My mother pretended to be angry, "Don't I know you? Every time you can't sleep, it's because you're hungry. Sleep is important. I'll make you a bowl of instant noodles, you can eat it quickly."

I looked at the familiar face in front of me and heard a faint voice in my ears, the voice that came through the phone while I was sitting on the empty rooftop in my previous life, colder than the ceramic tiles I was sitting on.

"She has enjoyed twenty years of happiness. She can't keep living better than me, right?"

My mom...

It turns out she had always held a grudge against me.

I lowered my head and looked at my three-layered belly that I had since my teenage years, the result of my mother's efforts.

"I won't eat."

My mother froze. She paused for a moment, then forced out another insincere smile.

"Silly child, is there something bothering you? Tell Mom, Mom will help you."

I ignored her, picked up the water glass, and went back to my room.

The burning gaze from behind me didn't disappear until I closed the door.