She carefully approached her parents’ bed and used the moonlight to examine their faces.
Compared to when she left the house not too long ago, her parents’ faces were rather ruddy. Their white hair and wrinkles had lessened significantly, and their snoring was almost non-existent.
Their health has really been restored… Jasmine couldn’t help but smile, clearly relieved.
Sensing the commotion, her mother’s eyelids twitched as she slowly opened her eyes.
Jasmine held her breath and restrained her smile, preparing to give her mother a surprise.
Her mother sat up and looked over, her expression suddenly becoming extremely terrified.
“Who are you?” asked the woman with a shrill voice as she shoved her husband forcefully.
Who am I? Jasmin was stunned by the question and didn’t know how to answer the simple question.
At that moment, her father woke up as well. He looked at the beautiful girl in front of him with suspicion and vigilance.
“Get out! Otherwise, I’ll call the police!” Jasmine’s mother left the bed and picked up a candle stand beside her, using it as a weapon.
“We don’t welcome burglars.” Jasmine’s father rather politely issued an order for Jasmine to leave.
He knew that he had to do his best not to pressure the burglar. Otherwise, it easily led to extreme responses from the other party.
If not for his wife and daughter, he wasn’t too afraid of fighting the burglar. But now, his entire family was at stake.
Jasmine finally snapped out of her daze and hurriedly said, “Daddy, Mommy, I am…”
Before she could finish her sentence, her mother started to shove her repeatedly as she was pushed out of the room by her father.
No one cared about what she said. Under such circumstances, no one cared.
Thud!
The door to her apartment closed before her very eyes. It left her feeling lost and helpless.
She wanted to knock on the door and use the key she carried with her to prove her identity, but at that moment, she heard her mother shout to a patrolling police officer downstairs, “There’s a burglar, a burglar!”
Burglar… Daddy and Mommy don’t recognize me anymore… Will they think that I’ve murdered myself… Will the police believe the Fully Automatic Wishing Machine… Jasmine’s heart tightened, and she subconsciously decided to leave the apartment first to avoid the police. She would then find her father and mother to explain to them carefully at dawn and use their common memories to convince them.
Tap. Tap. Tap. She bowed her head and, under the watchful gazes of her neighbors, walked down the stairs and rushed out of the building.
She ran all the way to a nearby alley and avoided the approaching police officer from the main street. Gasping for air, Jasmine stopped in her tracks. Tears uncontrollably rolled down her face and fell to the ground.
Suddenly, a hand reached over and covered her mouth, dragging her to a secluded corner of the alley.