Quick Transmigration Raiders

Chapter 812 Extra Story, He Anran.

My name is He Anran. I have been a pampered girl since I was a child, and I have been envied by everyone.

But when I was 11 years old, I realized that none of this belonged to me.

Because of a physical examination, the doctor found an abnormality and made an appraisal.

I am not the real child of my parents, I was wrongly hugged in the hospital, but my parents are really good to me, not only did not care about this matter, but also love me as their own daughter.

Not only that, they were afraid that I would be sad, and even gave up looking for their own biological daughter. I can't repay this kindness.

So, I redoubled my efforts to study, and I have won numerous awards since I was a child. In the eyes of everyone, I am a perfect woman with both talents and looks, the object pursued by countless men, and the enemy that countless women envy and envy.

In this way, my appearance is extremely beautiful, but I am always afraid in my heart, because I am always worried that my parents will miss their biological daughter, and sooner or later they will find their biological daughter. In this way, my status will be reduced. being threatened.

It was not until six years later that I met a mysterious girl. Her personality attracted my attention. I ignored my anxiety and forcibly took her home, but I didn't want to. This time, my family almost died.

Although in the end, for some unknown reason, that girl let us go, but after going through that time, the stone in my heart has been calmly let go.

Because, like something hanging above the head, it was suddenly removed.

The identity of that girl, in my heart, already has the answer.

I buried all of this deeply in my heart and didn't let anyone know about it. In this way, I resumed my previous life.

Careful cultivation by parents, infinite warmth, mutual greetings from friends, this is the best life in the world.

But if it wasn't for that accident, all of this would not have belonged to me, so when I was enjoying all of this, I would always feel a sense of guilt in my heart, feeling that I had robbed others.

It's a pity that there is no chance. If I have the chance, I must make up for it.

This kind of worry continued until I graduated from university. Because of a chance, I met a friend and told him my experience from the perspective of God.

And he didn't tell himself that he was the protagonist in this story.

After hearing this, the friend said, in fact, both the girl and I were victims of this incident, and we were wronged, so we can't blame any one of us.

Because this is not something we can decide, as long as we have a clear conscience about what we do.

I think about it again, it is indeed.

At that time, we were still babies, and we didn't even have any memory, so how could we control this kind of thing?
At the moment of the exchange, we didn’t know each other. Although I enjoyed everything that should belong to that girl, but it’s God’s will. If I understand it from another angle, I can also say that it’s God or fate, or, What other factors make me enjoy this, which perhaps should belong to me?
It may be a little selfish to understand this way, but only in this way can I completely let go of my heart and live with all these joys. There is only one life, so why bother to make yourself unhappy?
People are inherently selfish, aren't they?
(End of this chapter)