"Hiks," a woman's faint cry slowly flowing into my ears.

I open my eyes and see a woman sobbing in silence while biting her lips, try to not make a sound. She has bruises all over her body and there a black color around her eyes.

After she realized I look at her, she hurriedly wipes droplets of limpid water on her cheeks and put her brightest smile while trying to sing me a sleep song.

I put a small smile, didn't realize what that tear means yet.

I close my eyes and the scenery changing into a red color and my nose smells a vivid scent of blood. I realize that I sleep on my stomach while leaning to something. My hand grabs something very familiar, a woman hand, no, my mother hand. However, it's cold and I can't feel any pulse, the sign of death.

'Why? it's because you're just peasants and I'm a noble,' the most hated sentence followed by his smile ringing in my mind.

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"Aaah," I immediately sit down, wake up from my nightmare and finding myself in a familiar room.

Cold sweats gushing from my pores, my breath erratic and my hand trembles. However, soon all of it becomes normal after I take a deep breath to keep my composure.

"Why would I dream of my previous life now."

I feel uncomfortable with my sweaty clothes and decide to wake up and take a warm shower in the bathroom because today I don't have the mood to soak myself in the stream.

"It's just a dream, It's just a dream..." I chanted as though Buddha reading sutras to calm himself.

After a few minutes cooping in the bathroom, I finally get out and find out mother already prepare the dishes, helped by Yan. My mother shows no sign of anxious face, it seems Yan's cooking ability already improve to an edible level.

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I go to my rooms to put on new clothes and go back to the dining room. After looking around, I found out there nothing I can help, so I immediately sit down in chair prepared by Yan before.

A thoughtful Yan? what a day. Will it snow?

She averts her eyes when I look at her direction, is she felt guilty somehow? Looking at her sweaty appearance and dirt on her pants, it seems she doesn't sleep and cultivating outside on the previous night.

She probably hears me screaming from the outside, and realize that I have a nightmare. It's not my first after all, but still, her awkward attempt to comforting me is her cute side. Doesn't mean I will say it to her though.

After Yan put all the food on the table, she goes to her room, wants to wake up Rin from her sleep.

I and my mother sitting together, face to face, waiting for them to come back. We're exchanging some chitchat about my lives and as usual, she gives some advice about what just and what right. However, today she a bit off as though her mind is somewhere else.

"Mom, is there something I can help you with."

She stops suddenly, after thinking a while, she smiles and says, "After breakfast, I will tell You, Yan and Rin."

I know she never lies to me, so I stop my inquiry and shifting conversation topic to something else.

After a while, Yan and Rin finally come to the dining room with wet hairs, it seems they just finished their bath. Yan sits down in the chair next to my mother, while Rin climbs the chair and sit next to me. What a cute little thing.

We start eating the foods in silence. It's a family tradition to not talking while eating to savor the taste and respect the cook. It is a good feeling, even if I just eating grains of rice, it will tastes pleasant when I eat it together with my family. It still better when my food is actually delicious though.

"Thank you for the meal," We said it together after finished our meals.

I look at my mom, who still silent, thinking. Yan who want to stand, sit down again after looking at my serious face. Rin still drinking her milk though.

"Okay, Vys, Yan, Rin," finally my mother says something, "Tomorrow, Mom will go to the main continent, there are small troubles in my business."

Her voice is calm when telling us those words. It's normal for a business to have problems here and there, and this isn't the first time my mother go to the main continent.

"I want you to take care of each other and the house, okay?"

"Yes, mom," we answer together.

After that, we're exchanging chitchat again. We throw some jokes on Yan to make the situation more calming and heartwarming without knowing, storms are coming.

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Yan: Wa-why would I answer that?

Rin: Everyone.

Diara: Everyone.

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Yan: I mean, I love everyone too.