One wave comes after another…

At this moment, Ye Wanwan fell into deep thought.

Nowadays, many things have long been out of her control, and they are different from the trajectory of her previous life.

In her previous life, she never discovered her true identity until her death, and she didn't even know that her memories were forcibly instilled...

Si Yehan did not disappear in his previous life and stayed in the Si family, and his second uncle Ye Shaoan did not die either.

However, in this life, as she changed more and more, everything gradually began to become very different from the previous life, and this butterfly effect is actually not surprising.

In this life, Ye Wanwan discovered the secret of her life experience, the mysterious disappearance of Si Yehan, and the sudden death of her second uncle Ye Shaoan...

Soon, Ye Wanwan gathered her thoughts and frowned slightly.

There must be something fishy about the death of her second uncle Ye Shaoan. Due to her past life experience, Ye Wanwan knew that Ye Shaoan had always been in good health, but this time, Ye Shaoan died on her bed at home...

Soon, Ye Wanwan drove to Ye's house.

Probably because too many things happened in succession and lack of sleep, Ye Wanwan's head always ached.

When we reached a corner, my head suddenly felt like someone had pierced it with a hammer, giving me a splitting headache.

It was as if someone had punctured a big hole in his head, and something violently broke out...

In an instant, fragmentary and incomplete memories seemed to appear out of thin air and poured into the depths of Ye Wanwan's mind.

In this incomplete memory...

A little girl appeared in Ye Wanwan's mind. The little girl was standing by the lake. Not far from her was an old man with an extremely majestic expression.

"Grandpa...Grandpa...I want to see my parents...when will my parents come to pick me up?" the little girl said timidly.

"They won't come." The old man looked at the little girl and frowned.

"Why?" the little girl looked aggrieved.

"Because, they are already dead."

"Liar...Grandpa lied! Mom and dad are not dead!"

"Don't cry, crying is the most useless thing and is the behavior of a weak person!" the old man scolded sternly.

"Don't... hate grandpa... I want my father... I want my mother..." The little girl looked pitiful, with a heartbroken look on her face, and big tears streaked down her face.

The old man's face softened, and he hugged the little girl into his arms, "From today on, no one can condone you or protect you. You can only rely on yourself. You have to learn to be strong! Do you hear me?"

"knew……"

Finally, the little girl held the old man's hand in a daze and walked towards nowhere.

At this moment, Ye Wanwan had a splitting headache.

Although this memory emerged out of thin air, Ye Wanwan was certain that the little girl in her memory was exactly what she looked like when she was a child.

And that very majestic old man was her grandfather...

The scenes and buildings in my memory are all in Chinese style. Looking at the iconic sculptures and buildings in the lake, they should be from a small town in S City.

In other words, from this fragmentary memory, we can know that she and her grandfather are both Chinese.

From her grandfather's words, we can learn that her biological parents are dead...

Ye Wanwan never imagined that she would have such a majestic grandfather, and what was even more unexpected was that both of her parents were already dead...
Chapter completed!