C3 Transcending and Rebirth

The blinding light forced Xinran to shut her eyes tightly. She raised a hand to shield herself from the sun, and after a while, she finally managed to climb out of the coffin, taking deep breaths of fresh air.

In front of her stretched fields of vibrant green wheat, and in the distance, countless rolling hills rose and fell, lush and serene.

Oh my gosh, how did she end up in the countryside? And such a beautiful countryside at that?

Moreover, the people gathered around her were dressed in coarse, outdated clothes, patched and worn, as if from decades past.

In her memory, she had just gotten off work.

Thinking of this, Xinran's head throbbed painfully. A flash of white light passed, and a strange, tangled memory began to flood her mind in fragments.

...

Her name was Xinran, and she was twenty-two years old, a recent graduate with a degree in integrated Western and Eastern medicine. She had grown up in an orphanage after losing her parents early in life, and her family had always been poor.

That day, she had just finished assisting her senior with several hours of surgery. As she crossed the street in front of the hospital, a child darted onto the crosswalk, and a truck was speeding toward the child from the opposite direction.

Without thinking, Xinran sprinted forward, pushing the child out of the way, only to be struck by the truck herself.

Before she lost consciousness, the last thing she saw was a sea of red, and the terrified screams of bystanders echoed in her ears. In excruciating pain, she slowly closed her eyes.

Recalling this, Xinran incredulously touched her face and pinched her thigh.

"Ouch—"

"Ow—"

It hurt... a lot.

Was she still alive?

But if she was alive, why was she in the countryside, and such a backward, impoverished one at that, like something out of a 1970s TV show?

Liu Yu'e, who was half-lying on the ground in dirty, disheveled clothes, looked at Xinran standing in the coffin in her bright red shirt and burst into tears of joy.

"Xinrann, my daughter, you're really alive."

Liu Yu'e exclaimed, hugging Faang Jianmin tightly in excitement. Faang Xinrann felt like crying but couldn't shed a tear. She noticed the disdainful and curious looks from everyone around her, while fragmented memories started piecing together in her mind.

She stared blankly at Guo Shaoqiang, who was wearing a navy blue shirt with patches and faded army green pants. After a few seconds of shock, she quickly realized something was amiss.

Recalling the other set of memories in her head, she widened her eyes in disbelief and muttered to herself, "Did I really time travel?"

If she had indeed traveled through time, it was beyond comprehension. Although she'd read more than a few novels about time travel and reincarnation, who would truly believe such a thing could happen?

She didn't want to admit it, but she probably had died in a car accident. It seemed she had been transported to this unfamiliar place, reborn in this era into the body of a married woman with the same name.

The original person had just turned eighteen, with a delicate figure and strikingly beautiful features. She had secretly fallen for Lee Chang'an, the son of the village chief. However, a year ago, Faang Jianmin, desperate to pay for his mother's medical treatment, had borrowed $150 from the Fann family in the neighboring village.

The Faang family was already poor, and the Fann family demanded high interest. In just a year, the interest alone had grown to $50. Fann Jian frequently came to collect the debt from Faang Jianmin, who had to humbly beg for more time.

Fann Jian, captivated by the original person's beauty, developed an infatuation and visited daily to demand repayment. When it became clear the Faang family couldn't repay the debt, he proposed marrying Faang Xinrann to settle it.