A terminally ill max-level rich woman transmigrated into a book, becoming the pitiful fake heiress female supporting character.
Zhi Yun originally wanted to seriously experience an ordinary l...
When Lu Zheng's career was at its peak, he gave up everything and accompanied Feng Ling during her treatment. Everyone hid the truth from Feng Ling, saying that she would not die, but in fact, Feng Ling was truly beyond saving.
Lu Zheng, who loves the maple forest like his life, went through untold hardships to find me. He used his most precious thing to exchange with me, and the wind chime was reborn."
After hearing this story, Zhiyun's eyelashes trembled slightly several times.
"So, Feng Ling's illness was cured, but she also suffered amnesia. It's all related to Lu Zheng, right?" Zhiyun asked in a trembling voice.
"That's right. Lu Zheng used his most precious thing to exchange for Feng Ling's life. It was an equal transaction." said the proprietress.
Zhiyun's almost ethereal voice asked, "Equivalent trade, what did he exchange for it?"
The proprietress's eyelashes curved in laughter, and she let out a chuckle that gradually captivated her. "Little girl, what do you think an equal trade should be?"
"life……"
"Of course. One life for another. You have to understand this principle."
When the proprietress talked about a life for a life, an equal trade, Zhiyun noticed the proprietress's expression, which was so indifferent and calm, obviously she had seen it a lot.
What was a story that moved her to tears was something the proprietress was already familiar with.
"Why can people exchange things of equal value with you? If it's anything material, even money, I would believe it, but why can you even exchange your life?"
Zhiyun asked the biggest question in her mind.
Lu Zheng exchanged his life for Feng Ling's life.
But how did it get changed?
The proprietress was still smiling, her every word clear. "The reason is simple. I run a pawnshop of souls. Those who come to me with sincerity can pawn anything in this world, but it must be an equal exchange. I will give you as much as you pawn."
wonderful……
It’s also magical…
But it exists.
Zhiyun never imagined that things made up in the virtual world actually existed in the real world.
With sincerity, take out something of equal value to exchange with the Soul Pawn Shop, and it must be equal.
Money for money, life for life, it’s that simple.
"So, Lu Zheng pawned his... life to your soul pawnshop, an equal trade, in exchange for Feng Ling's rebirth, is that right?"
Zhiyun thought that she seemed to have understood something, even though the proprietress had not yet told her the exact truth.
"That's right. Lu Zheng came to my pawnshop and used his life to exchange for the life of his beloved woman, just like..."
"Stop talking!"
Zhiyun stopped the proprietress from telling her the truth.
She was terrified to learn all this. She was clearly not afraid of anything, but for the first time, she was so cowardly that she couldn't bear to hear the unacceptable truth...
The boss lady said: "It's okay, you are the only person I told the truth to, as for why I chose to tell you, it's not because of you, but because of him.
Because of him, I witnessed your love; I witnessed how, after your death, he went mad and sealed off the entire city for you; I witnessed how he alone guarded your soul for hundreds of years; I also witnessed how he sacrificed his own life to completely resurrect you.
Every word the proprietress spoke struck Zhiyun's heart like a needle, making her feel so painful that she couldn't breathe.
Her limbs seemed to be convulsing, and her whole body was shaking more and more violently.
Her hands slowly clenched, her nails seemed to dig into her flesh, but she felt no pain.
The proprietress's distant voice echoed, "What kind of forbidden technique is this? It's just a cover. In order to revive you, he exchanged his own life for a chance to revive you.
He really had been waiting for hundreds of years in this loneliest world for him.
If it weren't for the fact that you could be reborn, he would have killed himself long ago. He didn't die because he was afraid he wouldn't be able to find you in the next life, so he endured hundreds of years of loneliness just to wait for you.
Every word the boss lady said was like a needle, piercing her to pieces.
Zhiyun lowered her head and said nothing.
She never cries easily, never...
Snap...
One drop, two drops, three drops of tears fell to the ground...
"In a few days, he will sink into the sea. To be more precise, it will be the time for his burial. He will sink into the sea forever. We have been traveling for so long, with nothing to lose. Now we can go back and see him off. I hope you can go too. After all, this man loves you so madly that he gave up his own life."
"No……"
A very light "no" came out of Zhiyun's mouth.
She slowly raised her head, her red eyes filled with bloodshot, "No..."
"cannot……"
"No... no..."
"I know you don't want to accept it, and I have broken a taboo by telling you things that I shouldn't tell you, but I think I should tell you because you have the right to know to what extent this man you hate loves you.
I would rather you feel guilty about him than hate him. I hope he can leave without any regrets, rather than leaving this world with the woman he loves most still hating him."
"No...it's fake, it's all fake, how can it be real, Han Qingrang..."
When she was extremely sad, Zhiyun felt a sudden pain in her heart, a sweetness in her throat, and a bloody smell surged up. Her body suddenly became weak and slid backwards.
The proprietress stood up and walked forward, and saw blood flowing out of Zhiyun's mouth.
She supported Zhiyun's body. "You are the second person to vomit blood due to excessive grief. He was the first. When you died..."
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