Chapter 2 Father’s Memories

That afternoon, Liu Yue was really impatient in the hospital.Seeing that she was recovering well, the doctor also thought there was no need to stay in the hospital, so he began to go through the discharge procedures.

Liu Yue's mother was with her alone.She and Liu Yue's father were originally taking turns to accompany him, but in the morning, his father had already gone home to rest and should be still sleeping at home.

There was only one car at home, and it was driven back by Liu Yue's father in the morning, so his mother called an online car-hailing car.

The car drove steadily through the crowded streets of Beijing, and the surrounding lights gathered into a flowing ribbon, occasionally illuminating Liu Yue's contemplative face.

She gently took off her shoes, held her legs in her arms, and curled them in a corner of the back seat.

Her forehead was pressed tightly, and she could almost feel the cold temperature of the car window penetrated into her thoughts through her skin.

Her eyes passed through the car window, following the scene of rapid retreating outside, as if trying to capture something from it.

The towering buildings, the surging crowds, the twinkling neon lights and bustling shops form a flowing scroll, which intertwined to show the prosperity and diversity of the city.

At this moment, Liu Yue was not just Wang Lin in her body, nor was she just a girl in deep thought.

She becomes an observer, an observer staring in front of a flowing scroll, trying to understand her own dilemma and complex emotions from this external perspective.

Her thoughts were also flowing like the scenery outside the car window.

She seemed to be able to see Wang Lin in the distance through these ever-changing scenes, perhaps standing on a familiar street, as confused and confused.

She asked silently in her heart: Liu Yue, how are you doing now?Can you adapt to being me?Are you also trying to get your original body back?

As this imagination deepened, she began to feel a little worried.

He kept asking himself in his heart: Liu Yue is now in control of my body, what would she do with that body?She knew very well that Wang Lin was a well-known entrepreneur and a public figure who often appeared on TV.

This made her feel a heavy responsibility and uneasy because she knew that Liu Yueruo woke up and found that she had become Wang Lin, and she was likely to realize what an influential body she was in now.

She even began to worry that Liu Yue might use Wang Lin's identity to do something she didn't want to do.

What kind of scene would it be if a young girl suddenly possesses such a huge amount of power and resources?

Will she maintain Wang Lin’s original principles and values?

Her heart was filled with endless questions and speculations, and each question led to more problems and formed a complex network.

Worry and uneasiness piled up in her heart like dark clouds. She could not get rid of this heavy feeling, nor could she avoid her thoughts constantly returning to the problem of if.

She needs time to calm the storm in her heart, try her best to adapt to all the unknown and uncertainty, and embark on this new but extremely challenging road of exploration.

My daughter and I are almost home. You go downstairs to pick it up. The call between mother and father interrupted Liu Yue's thoughts. The mother looked at Liu Yue gently and said: You are almost home, Yueyue.The mother pointed out the window and asked: Do you still remember where this place is?

Liu Yue shook her head, and her beautiful eyes met her mother's gaze as her head turned.

Those deep, glittering maternal love and slight worry looked at her.

These eyes must be familiar and comforting to the real Liu Yue, and are a safety beacon in any storm.

For her, however, they were a strange mix of familiar and strange.

The love they contain is undeniable, but it is not for the man she remembers.

When the car was parked downstairs of Liu Yue and his family, the back door was quickly opened, and an anxious father appeared in sight.

He walked toward the vehicle urgently, then held her in his arms like a wounded princess, and carried her into the elevator without saying a word, through the door to the bedroom.

During this period, Liu Yue experienced a series of complex emotions.

This posture of being hugged by a man and princess made her feel a little ashamed because she still maintained that kind of male self-esteem and reserve and was not used to being hugged by another man like this.

But at the same time, she couldn't deny that to some extent she was a little bit enjoying the experience of being held.

She began to try to look at the scene from the perspective of the bystander.

In her imagination, the protagonist in her eyes sometimes becomes Liu Yue, a beautiful young girl is deeply embraced by her father; sometimes becomes Wang Lin, a fifty-year-old man appears strangely in such a warm scene.

This dual perspective gave her a strange experience. She was immersed in a father's deep love for his daughter, and at the same time felt a subtle sense of incongruity.

This bizarre double experience made her feel both shy and a little confused because she was not only the daughter she was held, but also a sensible and experienced adult man.

Her mind swayed in this complex emotional contradiction, trying to find a safe footing.

But she found that no matter how hard she tried, she could not fully adapt to this new body and new identity.

During this transitional period, she is both Liu Yue and Wang Lin, she is both a daughter and an external observer. She is trapped between two bodies and cannot fully integrate into either.

He began to feel even more upset as they got closer to the door.

He realized that passersby were watching them, which made him feel strongly watched.

He felt like a child, and being held like this was too strange and uncomfortable for him.

He began to twist his body, trying to tell his father that he could go by himself, but his father's tight hug indicated that he refused to let go.

The worries and uneasiness in his heart increased, and as they entered the elevator, he could almost feel the curiosity and even pity of others' eyes on them.

But she also realized that no matter who her soul was, her fatherly love in this body now needed a daughter who accepted his love.

Eventually, she gave up on resistance, and they arrived at the bedroom, and the father gently placed him on the bed.

At this moment, he felt a complex emotional intertwining, on the one hand, the warmth and comfort of fatherly love, and on the other hand, the embarrassment and discomfort caused by the transformation of his own identity.

My father's voice was full of concern and determination. He said: You must rest here and not walk around.She could feel her father's deep worries and love coming out of this sentence.

This familiar and powerful voice evoked her childhood memories of herself as Wang Lin: The same was true for her father at that time, which was warm and reassuring.

In this short moment, a urge to resist flashed through her heart.

But soon, this impulse was overcome by her understanding of fatherly love. After all, she was once a father, and she understood what it was like to be a father.