Xiang Yu was awakened by the noise of children, she looked around bewilderedly, finding herself surrounded by a group of kids she knew: Wu Hanxing, the little girl who lived upstairs and went to school with her every day; Zhou Siping, the little boy who always listened to her. Suddenly, a small black hand snatched something from her grasp, leaving her stunned while the other children began to shout and push. From the chubby hand of the little black kid, someone helped her snatch back a book— "Animation King." She couldn't believe the book in her hands, then she couldn't believe her small hands. She quickly flipped through the book, finding a calendar stuck inside, 1989, she had returned to the past. She handed the book to the child beside her, "Here, you guys read it first!" She ran quickly back to a black gate, 22 Liaotong Street. She paused at the door, pushed it open, and the aimable old lady was sitting there. "Why did you come back so early today?" Tears streamed down Xiang Yu's face, she jumped into the arms of the old woman, "Granny, granny." She cried and called out incessantly. Surprised by Xiang Yu's sudden behavior, her grandmother kept patting her back, asking repeatedly, "My dear, my dear, who bullied you? Tell Granny." Xiang Yu buried her head in the old woman's chest, sniffing the familiar and comforting scent of osmanthus oil, "No one, I just, I just miss you so much." The old lady smiled, "Silly child, isn't Granny fine here? Quickly wipe away your tears, Granny has cooked pork ribs today."
Xiang Yu remembered in her previous life when her grandmother passed away, she was alone, no, not alone, she had Lu Heng. The two of them buried the old lady. When her grandmother was dying, she held their hands, unable to say a word, just making hoarse sounds in her throat. Xiang Yu cried uncontrollably, and it was Lu Heng who assured the old lady by her ear that he would take care of Xiang Yu, allowing her to rest assured, and only then did the old lady close her eyes. She remembered her grandmother calling her name with reluctance and concern. But she couldn't do anything, she could only repeat over and over again, "Granny, don't worry, I know how to take care of myself, don't worry, don't worry." In her previous life, she had knelt in the temple and asked the Buddha if he could take away her own lifespan and give it to her grandmother. The Buddha remained silent, and she knelt there, asking repeatedly. There are always so many helpless moments in life, sometimes it seems better to deceive oneself.Regardless, she saw her grandmother again, she had once thought that if she could hug her again, she would be willing to give anything . Now, not only did she see her again, but she could also spend a long time with her. Suddenly, she didn't feel sad anymore, everything had started anew, and it must be good. She had to accompany her grandmother well, make herself better, and prevent Lu Heng from an early demise. In an instant, Xiang Yu's heart was filled with hope and strength.