Jiang Yi wanted to cry, but felt that her father was right.
After she pouted, she suddenly felt as if something grabbed her.
She didn't know why she was floating in mid-air.
The little girl in the floral dress was still breaking down in tears because she was scolded for not washing her panties and socks separately.
It was only at this moment that Jiang Yi realized she had switched to a God's-eye view.
The one in the floral dress was clearly her, yet somehow wasn't her.
She couldn't figure it out; if it was her, why wasn't she sad at all? Wasn't she supposed to feel wronged after being scolded by her father?
At this moment, she didn't feel wronged; in fact, she even felt a hint of happiness.
Jiang Yi found this feeling quite mystical...
Immediately after, she saw her younger self carrying a bucket back to the lakeside.
This time, she wanted to scoop up more water, so she simply took another step forward.
Jiang Yi's heart suddenly sank.
