Waiting for Su Xiaofei to wake up had been testing Lu Qingfeng's patience greatly. He had waited for her throughout his life, but this time was different. He had a feeling that his wife might be experiencing something out of this world again. Han Zijun claimed that they were able to neutralize the poison in her body and it was safe to rouse her from her medically induced coma, but she wasn't waking up.

"Feifei, do you still need more time? Aren't you curious about what the girls look like? They are beautiful." So beautiful that he couldn't help but feel guilty whenever he thought that he had once wanted to kill them to save her life.

Lu Qingfeng swallowed hard and stared into nothing while holding his wife's right hand. Tears glistened his eyes, probably at the memory of the past. If he loses her again for the third time, he wouldn't know how to live through that nightmare all over again.

There was no way he would be able to love another the way he loved Su Xiaofei. Not in his original lifetime, not in the second one, surely not this time. She was everything he ever wanted. And there was no way he would let another woman raise their children. He wouldn't be able to bear them calling another woman their mother.

"You have to return to us, Feifei. You know that I can't live in a world without you."

Was he losing her again? He wondered.

No. Feifei knew that he and their daughters were waiting for her. There was no way she would die like this, especially not when her body was already out of danger. Han Zijun couldn't explain why she wasn't waking up when everything was normal on their tests. All they could do now was wait and pray for a miracle.

Lu Qingfeng was getting more and more restless with each passing day that Su Xiaofei remained asleep. The only thing that kept him from losing his mind was their daughters who needed him. However, everytime he went to the NICU without Su Xiaofei felt like he was being stabbed with hundreds of needles at the same time. Their girls needed their mother as well.

—Su Xiaofei cracked her eyes open and lifted her torso by propping on her elbows. She blinked twice, trying to figure out where she was. The last thing she remembered was being rushed to the OR to give birth to her girls. Did her body give up? Did she die?

She looked around, trying to recognize her whereabouts, but she couldn't remember being here, not even in her previous life. Su Xiaofei found herself lying under a big, tall tree. The sun was high up in the sky and the breeze blew by, but she couldn't feel anything.

She paused her thoughts when she heard a loud girly squeal from the sea of yellow flowers in the field. A young girl and a boy around the same age emerged from the field and joined her under the tree.

Su Xiaofei looked at them, wondering why these two were ignoring her. As she took in the appearance of the children, her hands came to cover her mouth in surprise. Why… Why did they look like her and Lu Qingfeng when they were younger? What's the meaning of this?

She followed the children and watched them for days.

"Am I dead?" She looked at her hands and noticed that she was almost like a silhouette with no solid form.

"No, you're not." Someone said behind her.magic

Su Xiaofei turned around and saw a young man in his late teens smiling at her. He was exceptionally handsome and something about him reminded her of her husband. He had this dark pair of eyes that seemed to stare right into the depth of her soul. He had midnight hair and slightly sharp facial features.

"You aren't dead. You are merely trapped in the overlapping lives of Lu Qingfeng."

"What do you mean?" She frowned. She knew that her husband was reborn like her, but did Lu Qingfeng really live through two rebirths just to be with her?

"This is Lu Qingfeng's original lifetime." The young man waved his hand to emphasize his point. "At least this is the remnants of his memories."

Su Xiaofei said nothing and watched the young girl annoy the boy and force him to give her a piggyback ride. Their interaction as children was no different from how she and Lu Qingfeng used to interact when they were that young.

She then looked at the young man who was dressed in a pristine white shirt and matching pants. He had this slight smile on his lips as he looked at the children.

"You remind me of someone I know." She blurted out.

The young man raised a brow at her and asked, "Who?" with an unreadable expression on his face.

Su Xiaofei opened her mouth to answer, but she had no idea who this young man reminded her of.

"Who do I remind you of?" The young man smiled at her, as if he knew the answer himself.

She shook her head and tried to focus on the children playing around in front of them.

"It doesn't matter. It seems like you already know the answer anyway." But it bugged Su Xiaofei to know that this man knew her when she didn't have any idea of his identity.

"Who are you? And why are you showing me Lu Qingfeng's memories?" She demanded.

"Calm down." The young man said.

The more Su Xiaofei looked at him, the more she felt like she knew him somewhere. However, for someone with striking features as he had, there was no way she would be able to forget such a face.

"Calm down? How can I calm down when I have no idea why I'm even here?" She hissed. "Are you here to torment me using my husband's memories? Take me back." She demanded, invading the young man's space. "Take me back to where I'm supposed to be!"