Reborn (2)

*knock*knock*knock

Huh..?

Shuliyan was pulled back to consciousness by a faint sound of knocking. Opening her somewhat groggy eyes, she laid there on the soft bed and just stared at the ceiling in a daze.

She..wasn't dead? What happened? Was she somehow saved? That's impossible ! She had lost too much blood even if they did rescue her, let alone that it was deep in the forest and how much time it would have taken..

However, as she smelled the familiar feminine sweet scent that coated the bed, her chaotic brain seemed to finally react and realize that something was wrong. Looking around, this was clearly her own room ! How could she be back into her own room? The spacious room was delicately decorated by all sorts of movie posters and musical instruments while the furnishings were kept to a minimum, besides the bed, there was only a desk and a dressing table.

Shuliyan foolishly gazed at everything in front of her. Suddenly, she looked down and saw her own flawless delicate hands, which have not yet been roughened up by her praciticing the guitare or cooking.

Her mind went offline for a while..

The sound of knocking came again accompanied by a somewhat aged woman's voice : "Little miss, it's morning already, please come down for breakfast, everyone is waiting for you. Little miss !"

Shocked by the familiar voice of Aunt Zhang, Shuliyan subconsciously replied "Coming !" She hurriedly got out of bed and went in front of the full length mirror. She was shocked by her familiar yet unfamiliar appaearance. This.. this.. wasn't scientific ! Looking at her somewhat plump and soft curvaceous body, as well as her tender around 15 or 16 years old face, Shuliyan was in a daze. Was she dreaming? Was she really back in time? Suppressing her surging excitment and nervousness about this thought, she went to ckeck her phone.

15th July 2014. Suddenly Shuliyan was hit by a severe headache as fragmented memories that didn't belong to her flooded her mind. Feng family. The legend of the Phoenix. Feng meaning phoenix, the phoenix that is reborn from burnt ashes. So.. she has been reborn? Does this have anything to do with her family? Suppressing the doubts in her heart, Shuliyan went back to bed, covered herself with the quilt and rolled herself up in a solkworm cocoon to feel more safe as she began to sort out the unfamiliar memories in her mind. It seems like this world is a kind of a parallel dimension of a book?

The protagonist of the book is originally her own older sister, Feng Qingqing. It's a typical dog blood drama named << Cold wife sweet pampering>> Feng Qingqing goes on a revenge quest against her blood sucking family. Originally forcibly married off to the male lead, they end up falling for each other and fighting off all obstacles to eventually get a happy ending. As for Shuliyan? Well she was simply a cannon fodder, a catalyst for the female lead's thirst for revenge. Shuliyan was described in the novel as a meek and weak little flower who has a simple mind and a gentle personality, her presence is barely noticeable until she dies and it deals a great blow to the female lead.

Shuliyan was seriously stunned speechless now. All sorts of complicated emotions bubbled inside of her. Rage, shock, grief, indignation, sorrow, and madness ! She was seriously, really really MAD ! What dealing a great blow? Since when did her older sister care so much about her? Wasn't she usually just indifferent about her whole affairs and totally ignored her existence ? What's the point of avenging her death when she wasn't there for her while she was alive? Besides she never agreed to give up the shares which is why her uncle saw Shuliyan as useless and simply abandonned her there in the cold forest. She knows that it's not her fault that she died but she couldn't help feeling bitter and infuriated over her sister's attitude.Taking a deep breath to calm her surging emotions, Shuliyan gradually felt clear in her heart about what she should do from here on. There's no doubt that she still has some fear and hesitation about how she's going to go about things, afterall she's been used to simply avoiding anything troublesome like a little turtle. Shuliyan suddenly burst out laughing. That's right. Little Turtle really fits her.

When Aunt Zhang pushed the door open and came in, she was greeted by the scene of the quilt shaking and the muffled sound of Shuliyan giggling.