Chapter 1
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When the twenty-three-year-old Chi Ying followed the crew to the mountains for filming, she saw a fortune-teller sitting cross-legged by the side of the road.
The fortune-teller was old and his hair was white. He was holding a string of prayer beads in his hand and a broken staff beside him.
His eyes were closed and his dry lips were moving. He was mumbling something that they could not understand.
It was cold in the mountains and the lonely fortune-teller instantly attracted the attention of most of the crew.
Chi Ying, like the people around her, also looked at him curiously.
But she felt that it was impolite and quickly withdrew her gaze.
The fortune-teller seemed to have suddenly felt her gaze. The moment Chi Ying walked past him, his eyes suddenly opened.
His eyes were hale and hearty and bright.
Chi Ying was shocked.
Then, the fortune-teller handed her an old book with yellowed pages that had been peeled off its cover.
Chi Ying hesitated and said in surprise, "Sir, what are you …?"
The fortune-teller stuffed the wrinkled book into her hands and said in a hoarse voice, "Miss, take it."
Before he could finish his sentence, he closed his eyes again and stopped talking to her with a look that said 'don't disturb me'.
Hearing the crew greet her, Chi Ying nodded in a daze.
She hurriedly said "Thank you" and stuffed the book into her bag.
After the crew finished filming and went back to the hotel to rest, Chi Ying felt that she might have been fooled.
This book, which looked quite old, was not a Buddhist Heart Sutra. It was just a sadomasochistic novel from ancient times.
She usually did not read these novels, but since the plot was often involved in the script, she roughly flipped through the book.
Except that there was a supporting female character with the same name as her … there was nothing special about it.
She thought that the fortune-teller was probably delirious. When he heard the assistant call her name, he thought it sounded familiar, so he gave her this ancient novel.
A year later, Chi Ying was twenty-four years old.
The TV series she filmed last year as the supporting female character was aired on Star. Because the crew promoted it well and it hit the audience's sweet spot, the TV series became popular.
Chi Ying's looks and acting skills were on point, and her popularity soared because of this. Her future prospects were great.
However, she suddenly lost weight until she was diagnosed with breast cancer in the hospital. From then on, she was bedridden.
Chi Ying had no parents. She grew up with her grandmother. Her grandmother passed away in her second year of university.
Her salary paid for all her living expenses and medical expenses.
There was no one in this world that she was particularly reluctant to part with.
Chi Ying only regretted that her life was too short. She had not accomplished enough things, filmed enough shows, met enough people, and seen enough scenery.
When the electrocardiogram became a straight line and the alarm sounded, a tear fell from the corner of her eye.
But Chi Ying found that she was not dead.
Amidst her chaotic consciousness, she could still vaguely hear someone calling her, "Mommy" in a childish voice.
She could tell that it wasn't an auditory hallucination because there was a slight warm breath on her neck, making it itchy.
After struggling subconsciously for a while, Chi Ying forced her eyelids open.
What she saw was a chubby little face. It was white, tender, and very cute.
Because the little guy's face was chubby, the outline of his face was not very obvious. However, Chi Ying could still tell that his facial features were extremely delicate.
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