Three years after being taken back home, I jumped from a high-rise. My soul floated in the air, wanting to see how my parents and brother, who had always despised me, would weep bitterly and regret their actions. But my father only shook his head indifferently, looked at my body, and said one word: "Childish." My mother pursed her lips, sighing in relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted. My brother blocked the fake heiress's view, sparing her the sight of my gruesome death. However, the fake heiress was still scared to tears, prompting the whole family to hug and comfort her immediately. I stared for a long time, then let out a self-deprecating, relieved laugh. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the moment I was first brought home. 01 Realizing I had been reborn, I sat in silence for a long time. My parents in front of me, eyes red, were talking about how much they missed me over the years and their guilt towards me. They had missed me for ten years! In my previous life, I was moved to tears, threw myself into their arms, and naively thought I had a home. I had people who loved me! However, three years later, I was tearing at my own hair, crying and screaming, jumping off a building in front of them, trying to exchange my death for a shred of their love. But, no one had ever loved me. So, at this moment, I felt nothing, calm as a log. "Sweetie, are you still not used to this? It's okay, Mom will take you to pick a room first. Choose any one you like!" Seeing my silence, my mom pulled my hand and walked towards the third floor. My dad followed with a smile, while calling my brother, Liam, urging him to come home quickly. Liam only replied with one word: "Busy." My dad was displeased. My mom looked a bit embarrassed and explained to me: "Your brother is a busy man. Most of the group's affairs are handed over to him. He can only come back on weekends." In my previous life, I believed it. In this life, I didn't care. Believing it was fine. On the third floor, every room was brightly decorated, full of warmth and girlish charm. "Aurora, choose. You can live in any room!" My dad said with a smile. My gaze locked onto the one closest to the stairs. Inside, on the bed, sat a fluffy panda. In my previous life, I was attracted at first glance. Mistakenly thinking my parents loved me very much, I chose that room directly. I liked that panda. However, my parents' expressions changed slightly. They exchanged a look and quickly smiled: "Aurora, forgot to tell you, this is your sister Bella's room. "Bella is very sensible. She specifically cleared her room and said you could choose it too. You should live in this most spacious one..." I blinked then, grateful: "Sister gave me her room? She's so nice." I still liked that panda, and that room. My parents exchanged looks again, hesitating to speak. But I, overjoyed, had already run in and hugged the panda without hesitation. Just then, Bella came back with her schoolbag. 02 Bella was the same age as me, 15. She was much more mature than me, not as naive and ignorant. Seeing me barge into her room, she pursed her lips and forced a dimpled smile: "Heard sister is back, I took leave to rush back. Sister likes this room? Then you stay here." After speaking, she bit her lip and looked away. My parents took in all her changes. My mom rushed in to pull me: "Aurora, choose another room. This one is too big, I don't think it's good." "Why isn't it good?" I was confused. I also subtly sensed the change in atmosphere. But how could I understand what was wrong back then? My parents cried for me, loved me so much. Bella voluntarily cleared the room for me to choose. Clearly, I was their biological daughter. Was it wrong to choose a room I liked? So, I was full of questions. My mom's expression changed again, hesitating. My dad became much more stern, also silent. Bella came over to help me make the bed: "Sister, you stay here. This home is yours, stay wherever you want." 03 I stayed. In the village, I only dealt with pots, pans, and fields. Coming to the city, I still only knew how to deal with pots, pans, and fields. But in the city, there were no pots, pans, and fields. So, I didn't understand what was wrong. I stayed in Bella's room for only half a day before being dragged out by my brother Liam who rushed back. He was furious, dragging me, who was reading, to the door, scolding with hatred: "Do you have any manners? This is Bella's room. You occupy the magpie's nest, have you no shame!" I was stunned, not just because it was the first time meeting my brother. But because I couldn't understand, how did I occupy the magpie's nest? I was scared and called for Mom and Dad. My parents rushed up. Liam attacked first: "Mom, Dad, how did you arrange this? This is Bella's room. Treating them differently like this, aren't you chilling Bella's heart?" "This..." My parents looked conflicted, not knowing what to say. I keenly caught the flash of anger in my mom's eyes. That was the look directed at me. I froze. I was very familiar with this look. My dead adoptive father liked to look at me like this when he was alive. Mom was angry at me! It turned out, I was really the magpie. 04 The magpie stood carefully on the wire, enduring year after year. Finally, jumped off the high building. It was so stupid. In this life, I can't be stupid anymore. In this life, I want to not fight, not grab, not cry, not make noise, and of course, not love them anymore. I smiled very faintly in my heart and pointed to the smallest room at the far end. "I want that one." My parents were stunned, then showed relieved expressions, pretending to blame: "That's the storage room. Why choose that? Pick again." "I'm used to living in small rooms, feels safer." My tone carried a hint of self-mockery. My parents sighed and agreed. They just agreed so smoothly to let their biological daughter, who returned after ten years of separation, live in the storage room. The fake heiress Bella came back at the right time. She ran upstairs, clearly surprised to see me entering the storage room. I glanced at her, calm. She thought I didn't know. She deliberately put a panda in her room to lure me into choosing it. From the first day I came home, I fell into her carefully laid trap. She spent three years fighting with me for the family's love and won completely. And I, used death to realize a truth. The best way to get love is to love yourself. 05 I moved into the storage room and closed the door. Bella brought the panda doll over: "Sister, giving you a doll, you must like it." "I don't like dolls, thanks." I responded through the door, taking out the textbooks I brought from the countryside. At the moment of rebirth, I had a plan. I want to love myself. There are many ways to love oneself. For the current me, achieving success and being independent is the best way. "Does sister not like me? Also true, I'm the one occupying the magpie's nest..." Bella said dejectedly outside the door. Seemingly talking to me, but actually for the parents to hear. The parents were still there. Sure enough, my mom quickly comforted her: "Your sister is probably just tired and needs rest. Don't overthink it." My dad also spoke: "Bella, don't overthink. In this home, no one is occupying the magpie's nest." Actually, there is. It's me.
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