Jiang Zhiyi, as a rapid-transmigration tasker, works diligently every day, playing the role of a sacrificial character, but the male protagonist seems to be getting more and more abnormal.
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Chapter 195 The Divorced Wife Who Turns Against Her VS The Arrogant and Wealthy Husband (24)
The next day, Jiang Zhiyi woke up very late, almost lunchtime.
She sat on the bed, her hair disheveled, in a terrible mood. It was all his fault for making things so complicated; now, she couldn't even get out of bed today.
Although everyone says to treat this place as their own home, she can't really make her elders wait for her to get up every day; that would be rather impolite.
"Awake?" Chu Lincheng pushed the door open and came in.
Jiang Zhiyi didn't want to talk, so she grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it at him.
"It's all your fault," she said angrily.
Chu Lincheng sat down by the bed. He could tell at a glance why she was unhappy.
He said, "It's alright. There's no need to be so particular at home. Grandma won't say anything, and my sister-in-law and the others aren't here either."
He pulled her completely out of the blankets and then helped her get dressed.
"Get up and have some food first, then we'll go out... to pay respects to my parents."
Jiang Zhiyi paused, then nodded.
At the dinner table.
Grandma Chu kept putting food on her plate, saying, "You seem to have lost a lot of weight. You should eat more and not starve yourself to lose weight."
"Thank you, Grandma, I know."
Jiang Zhiyi looked at the small bowls piled high in front of her and secretly tugged at Chu Lincheng's sleeve.
Chu Lincheng received her signal for help and said, "Grandma, you eat by yourself, don't worry about us."
The old lady looked at Jiang Zhiyi and said, "I suddenly remembered something... When Lincheng was little, he didn't want to go to school. Every morning he would stay in bed and not want to go to school. Then his older brother would beat him until he cried loudly, and finally drag him there."
Jiang Zhiyi immediately became interested, not expecting him to be so funny when he was a child.
He used to say he was a top student, hardworking and diligent, but it seems that was all nonsense.
"Back then, Lincheng cried and begged his older brother not to worry about him, saying he would never go to school again..." The old lady continued to tell many more interesting stories.
Jiang Zhiyi listened with great interest.
Chu Lincheng ate his meal quietly to the side.
The old lady said, "I'm going to take a nap later. You two go to the cemetery; I won't come with you."
"Okay, sure."
...
The cemetery was not far from the ancestral home, and the group arrived at their destination in no time.
Offerings and flowers were placed in front of the tombstone, and a gentle breeze was blowing.
The two stood there quietly.
After a while, Chu Lincheng told the others who had followed him to take their things back first, and then he took Jiang Zhiyi's hand and walked down another path.
“The scenery here is beautiful. Let’s walk back slowly, just like taking a stroll,” he said.
"Oh..." she responded.
The path is lined with dense trees, and sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows. Birdsong can be heard from time to time.
Chu Lincheng: "My grandma told me that my parents used to argue a lot, every three days for a small argument and every five days for a big one, there was never a moment of peace. But despite their arguments, they never thought about separating. At first, my grandma thought they were thinking about me and my older brother."
"Later, my mother fell ill, and her illness was very serious and incurable... Not long after my mother passed away, my father also passed away."
Jiang Zhiyi listened quietly; he had never told her these things before.
As he walked, Chu Lincheng suddenly stopped.
He picked a few wildflowers from the roadside and handed them to her, letting her hold them with her other hand. Then he took her hand and led her away.
"Grandma still scolds my dad from time to time, saying he's a scoundrel, a coward, and irresponsible for what he did... But maybe he's really in pain, so much so that he feels hopeless about life, that's why he did that..."
Chu Lincheng then asked her, "Is there anything wrong with being with me? What do you dislike about me?"
Jiang Zhiyi's voice was neither loud nor soft, making it impossible to discern her emotions, "I don't know, sometimes it just feels pretty cloying, boring..."
Chu Lincheng turned to look at her and said, "You're just used to it. What if I'm gone one day and never come back? Do you really want me to leave?"
She didn't respond, pondering his words.
"My leg hurts a little," he added.
Jiang Zhiyi frowned.
His injury had only recently healed, and the doctor had told him to rest more when he got home.
But he's been making a fuss about it these past few days. She's told him to stop several times, but he won't listen. Eventually, she gave up on trying to talk to him anymore.
He spent his days shopping and hiking, and didn't take the matter to heart at all.
"You deserve it, you should just die of pain."
She was furious. She had never seen anyone like this before. He brought this upon himself and made a fool of himself.
She shook him off and stormed ahead.
The fire came out of nowhere.
I don't know if it was because of his question earlier, or because he said his leg hurt.
But regardless of which one it is, it's all related to him.
After a while, Jiang Zhiyi realized there was no movement behind her.
She looked back but couldn't see Chu Lincheng at all, not even a shadow of him.
Jiang Zhiyi waited there for a while, wondering whether she should go back to find him.
Logically speaking, someone as big as him shouldn't have any problems; he could have crawled back.
But... he won't fall into the ditch because his leg hurts, will he?
She thought about it and decided to go back to find him.
She hadn't walked back for long when she saw him.
"Chu Lincheng, are you out of your mind?" She was furious with him. "What are you doing, dawdling in the back like that?"
She saw the branches and flowers in his hand, which looked like a freshly woven wreath.
"Here you go." Chu Lincheng placed the flower wreath on her head; it was just the right size.
Jiang Zhiyi: "All you do is do this useless stuff."
"What's wrong with it? It looks great on you, it suits you perfectly." Chu Lincheng was being very sweet-talking at this moment.
He looked at her again, "I thought you wouldn't care about me and would go back by yourself... It seems you're still worried about me."
"Don't flatter yourself," she said.
"Let's remarry when we get back this time, okay? I'll listen to you from now on, alright?"
Jiang Zhiyi neither said it was good nor bad.
She asked, "But what if I want to have a child later?"
Chu Lincheng paused, then said, "Then let's go to the orphanage and adopt one."
“I don’t want that. I just want my own child,” Jiang Zhiyi rejected his suggestion.
"So what do you think we should do? I'll go find someone for you. Do you want a male college student, a social elite, or one of your old flames from the club?" he asked.
Jiang Zhiyi looked at him and said, "Anything is fine, but I don't want someone else's child."
She was deliberately trying to provoke him.
"All you do is torment me. Do you think my heart is made of iron?" Chu Lincheng gripped her hand even tighter. "You think I can't handle you, do you?"