Lin Xiang stared at the ceiling, feeling as if her heart was a tangled mess.
It's been over a year since she traveled back to the 1970s, and she has now achieved wealth freedom. Although her father passed away early, her mother genuinely loves her.
Compared to her previous life, where she lost her parents early and was utterly alone, this is much better.
The only thing she couldn't let go of from her original timeline was the large flat she had just bought after working tirelessly for years; she hadn't had the chance to enjoy it before ending up here in the book.
Other than that, not considering the convenience of modern life, Lin Xiang felt as though she had fully adapted to life in the 1970s.
Whether she could go back no longer seemed as important to her.
The crucial thing was whether she should go back.
