Emily and her sister both fell into the water at the same time. Their parents chose to save Ashley, letting Emily drown. When she awoke again, she had been reborn into the body of Emily Johnson, the daughter of the Johnson family who had drowned. Originally, she thought their lives would never intersect again, but when college started, she saw Ashley once more. Ashley was boasting about how her parents favored her, abandoning her sister. Her sister’s existence was merely a backdrop for her. She was a strong swimmer, and her parents knew it. Given that, Emily realized she had nothing to cling to anymore. So this is what drowning feels like. The water slowly covered her mouth and nose, flooding her nostrils, stripping her of the right to breathe, while her consciousness remained clear, feeling the pain. The instinct to survive made her struggle incessantly. However, the lack of oxygen rendered all her efforts futile. In this extreme agony, her consciousness began to blur. In the final moments before death, she felt a strange sense of relief. It was finally over; she no longer had to suffer so much. The current blurred the last traces of her vision. Not far from her, on the shore, her parents and sister were embracing, crying and laughing as they savored the joy of surviving the ordeal. … She had died. Then she was alive again. After her consciousness returned from the darkness, she saw the excited faces of unfamiliar men and women around her. “Emily, you finally woke up! Don’t scare your mom!” “Are you feeling okay? Don’t do this again. Whatever it is, Mom will help you get through it.” A woman rushed over and hugged her, sobbing as she repeated these phrases into Emily’s ear. Emily was bewildered, letting the woman hold her without understanding what had happened. Who is Emily? Where is this? Hadn’t she died? Her gaze scanned the hospital room, landing on a man standing aside, restraining his emotions. She was certain she didn’t know these two people. They claimed to be her parents, but her real parents would never have been overjoyed or tearful at her rescue. An absurd thought began to form in her mind. The woman who claimed to be her mother finally let go of her. She looked a bit haggard; although her demeanor and attire were once gentle and refined, now she appeared somewhat disheveled. Emily looked at her, silently keeping her mouth closed. Fortunately, the two assumed she was silent due to physical reasons, so they didn’t respond intentionally. Following the principle of “say less to avoid mistakes,” Emily spent the day merely responding politely or smiling. During a break to use the restroom, she quickly glanced in the mirror. Sure enough, she had been reborn. But not into her own body; instead, she was in the body of a completely unfamiliar person. She raised her hand and touched this strange face, feeling uneasy and restless. That night, lying on the bed, she thought all night long about her current situation. The next day, upon meeting the Johnsons again, she decisively smiled and said, “Um… I think I might have amnesia.”
When the Johnsons heard that she had amnesia, they were quite surprised. They seemed unwilling to believe it, asking her several questions while she was completely baffled. They called in doctors, who after examining her could only say it was a side effect, and that it might pass with time. Emily cooperated obediently throughout the entire process. She followed the principle of “speak all she knows.” After all, she really didn’t know anything; even if they suspected something was wrong, they wouldn’t have guessed that the core of this body had been replaced. After various tests and probes, they finally believed that she truly had “amnesia.” The couple likely felt deep guilt toward their daughter. Although she didn’t know what exactly had happened to them, she could definitely sense their kindness and attempts at making amends. Thus, under the pretense of amnesia, she gradually got to know this family bit by bit. The Johnson family was quite wealthy and prestigious; they ran a Global Trade Corporation and were prominent figures in their circles. Fortunately, Emily’s previous family wasn’t too bad either; otherwise, suddenly stepping into such a social class might have made it years before she could fully adapt. After being discharged from the hospital, she immediately followed the Johnsons back to their home. During this time, they introduced her little by little, and she gradually became familiar with her new living environment. The girl she had replaced was named Emily Johnson, and she was still a high school student, the same age as her. Only after being discharged did Emily realize that the SATs were just around the corner. After discussing with the Johnsons, they decided not to return to school and instead do private tutoring at home until the SATs. She insisted on taking the SATs that day as well. In her original body, if she hadn’t drowned, she would have been at the age to take the SATs. Under the arrangement of the Johnsons, she picked up her textbooks again. Those unchangeable pieces of knowledge finally made her feel alive in this world once more. She threw all her energy into studying; this time, no one was obstructing her, and she could finally do what she wanted to do. After finishing the SATs, she successfully got into her desired university and major. Just when she thought everything was starting to improve and she would begin a completely new life, she met someone at university whom she never wanted to see again. Her own sister, Ashley Campbell. 3. Coincidentally, Emily and Ashley ended up as roommates. Under Emily’s insistence, she didn’t let her parents send any housekeepers to the dorm; making the bed and tidying up were all done by herself. Her parents were pleased to see how orderly she had arranged her dorm, their faces filled with satisfaction. The other two girls in the dorm also did everything themselves, seeming quite friendly. Emily quickly became close with them, chatting and laughing, and they agreed to go get a water card and stroll around campus together later. It was at this moment that Ashley arrived. She came in with bags and suitcases, filling the dorm hallway, and because she arrived late, only the bed near the door was left for her. “You, give me your bed.” Emily had already told her parents to leave, and now, while still tidying up her bed, Ashley singled her out. Seeing her acting bossy as usual, Emily gave a slight smile. Did she still think Emily was still Emma (Jiangya)? “No way.” She glanced at Ashley coolly, not missing the other two roommates’ inadvertently furrowed brows. Anyone who sees a new troublemaker in the dorm would not be too happy. “You won’t give it?” Ashley looked quite stunned; after all, she had always been attention-seeking in front of Emily from childhood, never having experienced rejection. But the sister she had bullied, Emma, was already dead in the water. Now she was in the body of Emily Johnson. Ashley didn’t argue with her; instead, she turned and threw herself into the arms of the Johnsons, sobbing softly, “Dad, Mom, I just want to live in that bed…” “It’s okay, Dad and Mom will decide for you.” The Johnsons hadn’t changed at all; whenever Ashley cried, they rushed to support her. At this moment, after comforting Ashley, Dad Johnson looked at Emily with a stern face, “Young lady, my daughter likes that bed, you need to give it to her quickly.” “Am I your daughter’s great-aunt? Why should I accommodate her?” Seeing Dad Johnson’s so-called entitlement, the suppressed anger inside Emily surged uncontrollably, “I like your daughter’s eyes so much, should I gouge them out for her?” “How can you talk like that!” Mom Johnson scolded her harshly, “My daughter has her eyes on your bed, that’s your blessing. Just give it to her quickly!” “Sorry, I don’t deserve such a blessing.” Emily gave a cold glance at the Johnsons, having no interest in saying even half a word. If she had known Ashley would come to this university, she would have no hesitation in changing schools to avoid the Johnsons. Being disgusted by them in her past life was enough; she didn’t want anything to do with them in this life. “You unreasonable brat!” Mom Johnson was an amplification of Ashley’s personality. Instead of reflecting on the Johnsons’ arrogance, she turned around to hurl insults at Emily. One of the roommates frowned and said, “First come, first served. How can you bully someone?” “What’s it to you?” Mom Johnson shot back with a sentence, making the roommates laugh out of frustration, while she arrogantly stared at Emily, “It’s just money, isn’t it? Tell me, how much will you accept?” “In that case, I won’t let go unless it’s eighteen million.” Seeing Mom Johnson wanting to scold her again, Emily preemptively said, “It’s your business; whether you want to change it or not.” “Mom, forget it.” At this moment, Ashley opened up sadly, “It’s just a bed, I won’t exchange it. It’s not worth that much.” Mom Johnson looked pitifully at Ashley, clutching her tightly as she angrily glared at Emily. “My daughter is the most understanding one.” Dad Johnson smiled with satisfaction, while Emily looked at the two roommates’ expressions, which were as if they had swallowed flies—she felt like vomiting. She couldn’t even bother dealing with that strange family; as long as they stayed out of her way. 4. Ashley settled into the bed by the door. All the tidying up was done by housekeepers, while Ashley bid farewell with reluctant words to the Johnsons. Emily watched the happy and harmonious scene of the three of them with a cold eye, feeling a pang of coldness in her heart. Although the Johnsons were her parents, they had never treated her so gently before. At the Johnsons’ home, the most she heard was that, right or wrong, she always had to accommodate Ashley, the sister. Sometimes, she even doubted whether she was truly their biological daughter. Since they chose to give birth to her, and she had never shown any disobedience, why did they treat her so harshly? Just because she was the older sister? The housekeepers had already arranged everything perfectly, and the Johnsons finally left. The two roommates hesitated and looked at Emily, eventually calling out to Ashley, “We’re going shopping. Do you want to come?” “No.” Ashley rolled her eyes, completely losing her usual polite and gentle demeanor in front of her parents. The two roommates didn’t seek any more trouble, called Emily along, and left together. Throughout their walk, the most discussed topic was their new roommate, Ashley. Emily listened quietly without commenting. Having interacted with Ashley for eighteen years, she knew Ashley’s two-faced nature all too well. She just didn’t expect that after she and her roommates went shopping and returned to the dorm, her bed was in total disarray as if it had been robbed, with organized things scattered everywhere. Meanwhile, the two roommates’ beds remained perfectly intact, showing no signs of tampering. Such obvious targeting made her laugh with anger. She violently pulled open Ashley’s bed curtain; Ashley was lying down playing with her phone. Upon meeting eyes, Ashley quickly sat up, “What are you doing!” “I also want to ask you why you messed with my stuff?” Emily tightly pinched her palms, afraid she might unintentionally slap Ashley in the face, “Ashley, don’t go too far!” “Do you have evidence?” Ashley stared at her provocatively for two seconds, then showed a pitiful expression, “Emily, I really haven’t done anything. We’ve just met, why are you being so harsh with me…” “There’s only you in the dorm.” Emily looked at her coldly as she acted, “If someone stole your stuff, they would all suffer. Can’t you spare me? Do I need to spell it out?” “But I really don’t know anything.” As Ashley continued, she started crying, “Emily, why are you bullying me?” “Emily, stop it.” The two roommates whispered to her, giving her glances. She knew what they wanted to say; without surveillance in the dorm, no matter what she said, Ashley could always deny it. But this situation was like lice on a bald head, who did it is clear as day. She bit her teeth, tossed her sleeves and turned to start packing her things, already thinking about installing security cameras in the dorm. But Ashley kept crying persistently, “Emily, why are you slandering me?” “I haven’t done anything, but you came running and started yelling at me. It’s about the roommates, how can you bully me like this?” “If you bully people like this, don’t you feel guilty?” “Wah, I want to go find a teacher!” Ashley’s crying became even more intense, making Emily’s temples throb. She couldn’t help but angrily shout, “Shut up!” Just like before, she was infuriating! But Ashley cried even harder, adding a huge accusation, “Emily, this is campus bullying. I can sue you!” “Then go sue me!” Emily was so annoyed; her stuff was crashing loudly, maybe she should consider changing dorms? If it continued like this, she wouldn’t be able to study at all; battling with Ashley would drain all her energy and passion. “Cut it out.” The roommates quickly tried to mediate, helping her pack her things. She angrily glanced at Ashley, seeing her with tear-filled eyes but with a provocative smile raised in her eyebrows. She squinted her eyes. Is this because they had a grudge over the bed issue? 5. Putting Ashley’s issues aside, she still longed for college life. New classmates were quite friendly. However, the campus gossip group was very powerful; everyone in the Economics and Management department knew each other’s backgrounds and who was the most attractive. This information quickly spread on the University Bulletin Board. Unfortunately, the Johnson family wasn’t as famous as the Jiang family, and Ashley’s looks were inferior to Emily Johnson’s. Emily became the beauty of the Economics and Management department, leaving Ashley ten miles behind. A few days after the semester started, a group of followers surrounded her; although she kept a cold face every day, those people still couldn’t be driven away. But privately, she had a good relationship with the two roommates; they were happy to hang out with her. The three of them went in and out together, with many people swirling around her. Every time they went somewhere, it was a lively group, whereas Ashley’s side was much quieter. Every time Ashley looked at her, her eyes shimmered with jealousy, and Emily couldn’t be bothered to acknowledge her. Nothing matched her, so why bother with the clown? “She’s just a peacock.” Everyone brought dinner back to the dorm to eat. Emily and her roommates were chatting when Ashley unexpectedly threw out a comment. After saying that, she glanced at Emily with an implied meaning. Emily made a ‘muah’ sound towards the newly installed security camera in the corner, “Don’t blame me for not warning you.” With such a troublemaker around, when she consulted her two roommates for opinions, they both raised their hands and legs in agreement, with no objections whatsoever. She couldn’t afford to provoke her, so she decided to find ways to defend against her. “Hmph, I’ll sue you all for invading my privacy without asking for my consent.” Ashley angrily jabbed at her food, her eyes extremely hostile as she looked at Emily. Emily didn’t bother to respond, instead turning to her roommates and saying, “Didn’t we just talk about your sister? Let’s continue our conversation.” “My sister is so strict; when I didn’t do my homework well as a kid, she would yell at me.” “My sister was the same. I took plenty of her hits.” Though the two roommates were complaining verbally, their faces were still filled with smiles, radiating a strong sense of sisterly affection that even a blind person could see. Emily was momentarily stunned. Her relationship with Ashley was poor; was it because she never hit her? But if she dared to be harsh to Ashley, there would be no need for Ashley to do anything. The biased Johnsons would beat her up severely. “Don’t your parents tell your sister to be accommodating to you?” Curiously, she asked, and the two roommates exchanged glances, then smiled, “No, whoever’s wrong gets punished. Although my sister hits me, whenever there’s something good or fun, it’s all given to me first. I love my sister the most.” “Me too.” The roommates smiled sweetly, but Emily felt bitter inside. All the good and fun things were given to Ashley first; why did Ashley need her care? After all, it was bias that created the fiercely combative Emma and the domineering yet pretentious Ashley. Emily and the Johnsons didn’t have that familial bond. 6. “Emily, are you an only child?” The roommates asked curiously. She glanced at Ashley, who had a face full of resentment, and nodded, “Yes, I don’t have any brothers or sisters.” There used to be, but with Emma’s death, it all disappeared. “Then from now on, we’ll be your sisters.” The roommates smiled kindly, scooping their favorite dishes into her bowl. She felt moved, but before she could respond, Ashley snorted coldly, “Don’t think about your backgrounds or anything. Ashley doesn’t care about you two.” The two roommates’ smiles stiffened, awkwardly shifting. They were both from ordinary families, having worked hard to get into this prestigious university, without any boastful family backgrounds. But Emily didn’t care about any of that. Scooping food into their bowls, she earnestly said, “I do.” The two roommates smiled gratefully at her. Ashley snickered nearby, “Emily, you’re just pretending. You just want to trick them into running errands for you.” “I don’t have sisters; I just like having many sisters for the fun.” She responded indifferently, but Ashley laughed, tears welling up in her eyes, “Do you think I don’t have a sister? Let me tell you, having a sister like mine is just to be bossed around!” “You!” The roommates were annoyed, while Emily simply nodded, “Then your sister is truly pitiful.” In Ashley’s heart, what was Emma? “Your sister having a sister like you is the worst curse in eight generations!” The two roommates, who had always been mild-mannered, couldn’t help but start cursing, “Sisters are supposed to support each other, share blessings, and bear hardships together. You’re the only one who thinks this relationship is so rotten!” “Your sister is so pitiful. You should cut ties with her as soon as possible.” “Hurry up, stop ruining her life!” They angrily cursed, and Emily felt her palms tighten in her heart. After so many years, someone was finally speaking up for her. The feeling of genuine care was indeed wonderful. “She’s already dead.” But Ashley giggled coyly, looking quite pleased, “She and I fell into the water at the same time, but my parents favored me, abandoned her to save me, so she drowned in the water.” Emily, “…” She just wanted to ask, can she curse this bastard to death? The two roommates were shocked, staring dumbly at Ashley, “Are you even human?” “Hmph, she was never likable. It was perfect that she died.” Ashley disdainfully poked at her food, her fork and knife sharp as blades, as if poking directly into her soul, making her feel excruciating pain. How could she say such joyful news of her death so easily? Is she even human! 7. “Wash my bowl, I’m ordering takeout.” Ashley naturally pointed at the roommates, but the roommates, who still held some fear of her, directly coldly refused with stern faces. No one paid her any more attention. But Ashley took her frustration out on Emily. Emily’s things started disappearing intermittently again or acquired strange smells, and every time she lost something, the security cameras would go black. Everyone knew who was doing it, but they couldn’t get evidence. The two roommates privately worried and suggested Emily change dorms, fearing she would end up like Emma. Little did they know, she was the very sister their parents had abandoned. And she didn’t want to retreat anymore. Ashley’s grades were as bad as ever; she had been taking classes for quite a while, her books still new as ever. But between her and the two roommates combined, none of them had as broad a social network as she did. She dressed up flamboyantly every day, either to meet her brother or to look for her little brother. Moreover, since that day the topic of sisters was discussed, rumors about her began to spread in the department. They said she had a bad reputation, using her looks to secretly hook up with boys. They said she was arrogant and liked to bully others. They even claimed her background was fake, that her family was actually poor, her parents worked odd jobs, and she bought luxury goods every day. For a time, the way classmates looked at her became odd and suspicious. The roommates tried to explain on her behalf, but ended up being cursed as her lackeys, being gossiped about wherever they went. They were so angry their heads seemed to be on fire, while Emily remained calm. She didn’t have much interaction in the department, and the only person she held a grudge against was Ashley. Ashley was trying to use these petty tricks to defame her, but Emily didn’t care. What kind of person was she, that Ashley could ruin her image with just a few words? However, photos began to appear on the University Bulletin Board. An anonymous account had somehow taken pictures of her chatting with Tyler Smith under a tree and posted them online. She thought Tyler would clear things up, but instead, Tyler posted a little essay condemning the account owner in the thread, without clarifying her relationship with him. Ashley’s glances at her became increasingly strange, and many girls began to casually or intentionally probe, asking if she was dating Tyler. For heaven’s sake, Emily and Tyler weren’t even close. However, every accidental encounter with Tyler was blown up on the campus forum, causing many girls to attack her en masse. She was overwhelmed. What’s more bizarre, when she was deep in the whirlwind of rumors, Ashley released so-called evidence of her bullying her. In photos, Ashley had tear-stained eyes, looking pitiful, and the posts included a segment of a recording, which was from the day school started, when Emily found her things being thrown around and got angry at Ashley. At that time, she had been in a fit of rage, and the phrase “You go sue me” had become the point of intense criticism. Moreover, the sound of her things crashing was also being portrayed as her violently beating Ashley. The roommates had already been cursed as accomplices and couldn’t show their faces anymore. Every day, girls were curious, banging on their dorm door to watch the drama, some consoling Ashley, saying Emily wouldn’t have a good retribution. Meanwhile, Ashley was pretending to be innocent and pitiful, coming up with different ways to annoy her and her roommates. Then she saw a picture of Tyler holding Ashley.
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