The moment Lin Zhiyue remembered that door, she hurried into the thatched hut and found it again. Reaching out cautiously, she gave it a push.
The door opened.
Lin Zhiyue stared in shock at the familiar furnishings inside.
Th-This…
Wasn’t this her home from the modern world?
The place where she stood now felt exactly like the entrance to her apartment.
For a moment, Lin Zhiyue could not tell where she truly was.
She walked through the foyer, then into the living room, and finally onto the balcony.
Only when she looked outside and saw nothing but a vast white void did she suddenly come back to her senses.
That night, she had been sitting on this very balcony, gazing at the night sky, when suddenly a streak of white light appeared in the distance.
A UFO?
Lin Zhiyue had widened her eyes and stared fixedly at the light.
The white glow grew brighter and brighter until the entire apartment shone as bright as daytime.
Then she lost consciousness.
And when she woke again, she was already on Lin Yan’s back.
Snapping out of her daze, Lin Zhiyue hurried into the bedroom.
Standing before the vanity mirror, she grabbed a wet wipe from the table and cleaned the dirt from her face while staring at her reflection.
Slowly, the mirror revealed the image of a delicate little girl, beautiful like a porcelain doll.
The girl in the mirror had large black shining eyes framed by thick curled lashes like tiny brushes. Her nose was straight and refined, while her lips were small and rosy like cherries.
Her appearance was extraordinarily striking.
From a modern perspective, Lin Zhiyue felt that although the girl wore no makeup, she somehow looked naturally made-up.
Built-in makeup?
The phrase suddenly surfaced in her mind.
Then she recalled reading about a rare illness in the news years ago.
Something… Kabuki syndrome? Or something similar?
She could no longer remember the exact name.
The original owner’s symptoms over the past years resembled that rare disease somewhat, but also resembled autism.
Which one had it been?
After thinking about it for a moment, Lin Zhiyue gave up dwelling on it.
Now that she had transmigrated here, as long as the body itself was healthy and intact, that was already good enough.
Glancing around the bedroom, Lin Zhiyue pursed her lips happily.
With light steps, she walked into the living room.
Scattered across the coffee table were small odds and ends, along with two cute plastic basins—one filled with oranges and the other packed with various snacks.
Skillfully rummaging through the snacks, Lin Zhiyue grabbed a Snickers bar and immediately tore it open.
“Mmm. Snickers restore energy quickly,” she muttered internally.
“That’s what the commercials said.”
How could she not be hungry?
Earlier, only after drinking a mouthful of the spring water inside the space had her stomach finally stopped hurting so much.
She peeled an orange next.
“Ugh—so sour!”
Lin Zhiyue quickly poured herself a cup of water, drank it, rinsed her mouth, and only then finished the rest of the orange.
She concluded silently that she probably should not have eaten the Snickers first.
Once she no longer felt too hungry, she hurriedly left the space.
She had no idea whether time inside the space flowed differently from the outside world, and she was afraid Lin Yan might wake up and discover she had disappeared.
Outside, Lin Yan was still asleep, and the surroundings remained pitch black.
After confirming that almost no time had passed and the flow of time seemed normal, Lin Zhiyue relaxed.
Her consciousness entered the space again—
Only to discover that the door to her apartment had closed once more.
So it seemed she could not access her home’s contents while outside the space.
In the distance, the people standing watch began changing shifts.
After waiting another fifteen minutes, Lin Zhiyue slipped back into the space once more.
Inside, she busied herself moving things into the thatched hut.
Food, supplies, daily necessities—
Whether useful or not, she decided to prepare everything first.
In her previous life, Lin Zhiyue had been something of a homebody.
After graduating from university, she quickly found a decent job.
But only two months into working, while returning home late after overtime one night, she was hit by a car accident.
The other driver had been drunk and driving against traffic.
Lin Zhiyue still did not know whether she had been fortunate or unfortunate.
The car had been speeding directly toward her.
Fortunately, her life had not been in danger.
Unfortunately, both her upper and lower right leg bones had fractured.
After paying her medical expenses, the other party had also given her a sizable compensation settlement.
Tragically, she spent three whole months lying in a hospital bed.
When she returned to work, the company sympathized with her recent surgery and transferred her to the easiest position in the entire company.
Sometimes work became so boring that she could only pass the time reading novels.
The city where Lin Zhiyue had lived was only a third-tier city.
Using half the compensation money as a down payment, she had bought this two-bedroom apartment.
She had never enjoyed socializing much to begin with, and after changing positions, she barely needed to interact with people at all.
She became even more of a recluse, living a simple routine between home and work.
When bored, she read web novels, browsed online shopping apps, and bought all sorts of things.
As a result, her home was stocked with a large number of daily necessities and snacks.
Her mortgage payments were mostly covered through her housing fund, and apart from adding a bit extra toward the loan every month, most of her salary disappeared into online shopping.
Because she lived alone as a woman, she had also kept quite a few self-defense items at home.
Pepper spray.
Electric batons.
Small daggers.
She searched them all out and placed them in the most visible corner of the thatched hut.
Looking at the hut now piled high with all kinds of food and supplies, Lin Zhiyue nodded in satisfaction before leaving the space.
It was already the latter half of the night.
She needed to hurry and get some sleep.
Looking at Lin Yan, she saw he still maintained the exact same sleeping posture as before.
Quietly, she leaned her head back against him and closed her eyes.
Lin Zhiyue was awakened by jostling movement.
When she opened her eyes, she discovered she was once again on Lin Yan’s back.
The sky had only just begun to pale faintly.
Her father had clearly resumed traveling before dawn even broke.
“Dad,” she called naturally.
“Daughter, you’re awake? Do you want to sleep a little longer?” Lin Yan immediately asked upon hearing her voice.
“No. Dad, put me down. I can walk by myself.”
Lin Zhiyue wriggled slightly on his back.
“Then hurry and eat this flatbread first.”
As he spoke, Lin Yan lowered her and began rummaging through the bundle.
Watching him pull out that half piece of coarse wild vegetable bread, Lin Zhiyue felt a sour ache in her heart.
Since yesterday, she had not once seen him eat or drink anything.
Yet he still had to carry her while traveling.
Taking the half-flatbread, she squeezed it lightly in her hand.
It was hard as a rock.
Lowering her head, she asked in a muffled voice,
“Dad… aren’t you hungry? What about you?”
“Dad isn’t hungry yet. Hurry and eat,” Lin Yan urged.
Lin Zhiyue looked up at him.
His cheeks were sunken, and his lips were cracked from dehydration.
At that moment, he was busy searching for the water pouch because the bread was too dry to swallow.
Her hesitation vanished.
They were fleeing famine already—so what if her space was exposed?
Was she supposed to watch her father starve and thirst to death?
Her fingers loosened deliberately, and the flatbread dropped onto the ground.
Lin Yan panicked immediately.
Throwing down the bundle, he hurried to pick the bread up carefully, gently blowing dirt from its surface.
When he turned back around—
His daughter was holding a dark-colored object out toward him.
“Dad, eat this.”
Lin Yan looked at the strange black thing in confusion.
What was this?
And where had his daughter gotten it from?
“Zhiyue, you can’t just eat random things. You might get sick.”
“Dad, it’s edible. I already ate one.”
Lin Yan still did not take it.
Instead, he crouched down, looked directly into her eyes, and asked gently,
“Then can you tell Dad where you got it?”
Lin Zhiyue carefully considered her wording.
How could she explain things without being treated like some kind of monster?
“From… my old home.”
Lin Yan’s eyes widened.
What did that mean?
He did not understand.
Instantly, panic rose inside him.
His precious daughter—
The daughter he had waited for and hoped for all these years—
Had only just returned to him.
He could not bear any unexpected change happening again.