After they finished eating, the four of them were no longer as impatient as before.

However, the two girls whispered among themselves, refusing to speak to He Tiantian, feeling that He Tiantian's words earlier had a hint of flattery. Li Mingkai, even more so, disliked anyone who contradicted him, and looked away from He Tiantian. Even if He Tiantian was pretty, he wouldn't talk to such a worldly and slick woman.

He Tiantian knew who the two were. The taller, smaller-eyed one was called Lin Xiaoru, and the shorter, rounder one was called Huang Jingli. They were from other parts of Jiangsu Province. In her previous life, He Tiantian was too young to play with these eighteen or nineteen-year-old older girls. However, back then, they lived together in an abandoned temple, and these two often made He Tiantian do chores, sometimes even washing their clothes.

As for any other malicious intent, He Tiantian hasn't discovered any yet. So when she sees these two people again, she just doesn't like them, but she doesn't feel disgust or resentment towards them.

However, He Tiantian smiled bitterly to herself. In her previous life, she was just an ignorant little girl. Even if others did something, she might not know or be able to see it.

He Tiantian sat alone in a chair, asleep on a large wicker trunk. Her body felt cool, and she soon drifted off to sleep. When she woke up, He Tiantian stood up and stretched, trying to regain some energy. Seeing that no one was watching her, she sat down and pulled up her trouser leg to check what was wrong with her left ankle!

The coolness all over my body started from here, but it felt very comfortable, unlike the abrupt feeling of having a bag of ice tied to my ankle.

He Tiantian pulled down her socks, her eyes widening in surprise. There was a silver band about the thickness of a chopstick around her ankle. Upon closer inspection, she noticed a dense, net-like pattern on the silver band. It looked familiar, but she couldn't quite place where she had seen it before.

He Tiantian rubbed it with her hands, but couldn't rub the strap off her leg; it was as if it were still embedded in her flesh.

It didn't hurt or itch, but He Tiantian felt uneasy and kept rubbing and rubbing...

A moment later, the silvery-white ribbon slid down from He Tiantian's ankle at a speed visible to the naked eye. This...this isn't a ribbon, this...this is a silver snake!

He Tiantian finally remembered that in the last moments of her past life, under the persimmon tree, it was this little silver snake that bit her, causing her to lose consciousness. When she remembered again, she was back at fifteen years old, back to the home she had longed for all her life.

"Ah!" The scene before her was too bizarre, and He Tiantian couldn't help but cry out. She hurriedly stood up, stomped her feet, and tried to shake off the disgusting little silver snake.

Upon hearing He Tiantian's scream, Li Mingkai, Lin Xiaoru, and Huang Jingli all looked over, frowning slightly, thinking that He Tiantian had had an epileptic seizure!

He Tiantian explained dryly, "I just saw a mouse..."

Upon hearing the word "rat," the three men quickly looked around but found nothing. Li Mingkai scoffed, "With so many people here, how bold does this rat have to come here? You must be seeing things."

“That’s right, how come we didn’t see it?” Huang Jingli chimed in, her gaze towards Li Mingkai slightly shy as she spoke.

Wow, you've already taken a liking to it so quickly!

However, Li Mingkai had very high standards and looked down on Huang Jingli, who was of average appearance.

He Tiantian didn't want to explain further, so she went along with them and said, "Maybe I really am seeing things."

Just as He Tiantian was saying these words, the little silver snake once again crawled to He Tiantian's left ankle and circled around her. This time, the little silver snake even raised its head and bared its teeth at He Tiantian.

Good heavens, can anyone tell her what this little thing is? Is it a snake spirit? If she gets scared a few more times, she'll become a snake spirit herself.

He Tiantian covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound. Even though she was old enough, she still couldn't stay calm.

After a while, He Tiantian calmed down a bit and rubbed the silver band on her left ankle again, trying to see if she was seeing things.

The little silver snake moved a few more times, raised its head, stared at He Tiantian, stretched its head out, and suddenly lowered its head to bite He Tiantian's ankle.

Damn, that hurts! It not only bites, but it also drinks blood.

He Tiantian was so frightened that her face turned pale. She slumped into a chair, closed her eyes, and remained motionless.

How pitiful, is she going to die again?

But after the pain subsided, He Tiantian found that she had not fainted, nor had she returned to the past life that made her wish she were dead; she was still at the train station.

He Tiantian breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she didn't return to that past life that had brought her despair, it was fine. The pain was nothing; she could endure it. The little white snake drank blood, so she would eat more and grow more blood in the future.

He Tiantian reached out, wanting to touch the little silver snake again, but then she thought that if she hadn't been so curious and insisted on verifying it, she wouldn't have been bitten. Oh well, never mind it.

If the King of Hell wants someone to die at midnight, he won't let them live past dawn.

Everything is in accordance with the will of Heaven!

Not far away, Lin Xiaoru and Huang Jingli kept glancing at He Tiantian. They thought He Tiantian was acting a bit strange and muttered to themselves, "We should stay away from this girl in the future. Who knows if she has something wrong with her head?"

Through the window, you can see the sun setting and the sky ablaze with evening glow.

Apart from He Tiantian, no one had the leisure to look at the endless sunset outside. They kept complaining about the people from Qijia Village, asking why they hadn't arrived yet. It was getting dark soon, and they would probably have to camp out to meet up.

It wasn't until it was dark outside that Qi Dazhu finally rushed over, his dark face covered in sweat and his clothes soaked.

The middle-aged man brought Qi Dazhu over, criticizing him in a low voice along the way: "You're in the wrong this time, why are you so late?"

“Director Wu, it’s all my fault. Sigh, the oxcart broke down halfway there, and by the time we got there and back, we were already this late. I feel bad for those educated youths,” Qi Dazhu said. “I’ll apologize to them when I see them later.”

Director Wu smiled and said, "That youngest educated youth, He Tiantian, was right. She guessed that your oxcart broke down on the road."

"Hehe, it's rare to find someone who understands us." Qi Dazhu chuckled憨厚ly as he came over with Director Wu.

Before Qi Dazhu could even settle in, Li Mingkai abruptly stood up from his seat and said, "We've been waiting for six or seven hours! Don't you have any sense of time?! Time is life! If this were wartime, we should have..."

Seeing that Director Wu and Qi Dazhu's expressions were getting increasingly grim, Huang Jingli quickly pulled Li Mingkai aside and said, "Are you starving?"

Huang Jingli pulled Li Mingkai back, interrupting what he was about to say. Just as Huang Jingli had said, Li Mingkai was indeed starving and in a bad mood, and couldn't help but lose his temper.