In the deep of night, Ye Sihui awoke from a nightmare, and only after she saw the familiar decorations within the room did she let out a long sigh of relief.
"Miss, what happened?" the little maid attending her asked cautiously.
"Nothing, you go on and rest, there's no need to stay here waiting." She slowly closed her eyes, scenes from her past life flashing through her mind until finally a genuine smile graced her lips.
She couldn't understand why such godly and ghostly matters happened to her, but being able to live once more, Ye Sihui was truly grateful to the heavens. Perhaps it was because her previous life had been so miserable that her prayers at her death were heard.
She was only fifteen this year, and not yet promised to anyone, the tragedies had yet to begin, everything was still timely.
