"Wang Qian, if I hadn't been blind back then, would I have fallen for a poor country bumpkin like you?"

"The fact that I've kept you as a gigolo for so many years is a blessing from your ancestors, a fortune you've accumulated over eight lifetimes."

"My brother is hospitalized now, all I want is for you to provide a healthy kidney for him to replace it with, and you dare to make excuses?"

"If my brother loses his lineage because of your lack of cooperation, even ten of your lives wouldn't be enough to compensate for it."

"Let me tell you, it's best if you agree today. If you don't, I still have ways to take your kidney and give it to my brother."

Liu Yanran's sharp and sarcastic voice lingered in my ears.

Wang Qian woke up from his nightmare with a start.

The next moment, he froze.

This is not a hospital, and he is not in a hospital bed.

This is a wooden house that looks familiar.

The surrounding walls are woven from bamboo and covered with a thick layer of cow dung.

The window was blocked by only a wooden board, and a few weak rays of light shone through the cracks, vaguely illuminating everything in the room.

A rotten wooden door leaned precariously, as if it could collapse at any moment.

In the corner stood an old-fashioned wooden wardrobe, equally worn and dilapidated.

The bedding he had just pulled back looked relatively clean, but it was tattered and had several holes in the corners.

He took another look at himself.

He was wearing a white vest from the 1990s, most of which was soaked with cold sweat and clung damply to his skin.

"Have I... been reborn?"

"Back to the 1990s?"

After a brief moment of astonishment, Wang Qian came up with this incredible possibility.

He was very familiar with this simple wooden house.

It was the house he lived in when he was young.

At this time, although he was already married, he was still a complete angry young man.

His parents worked hard to send him to university, leaving the family destitute. However, he eloped with a classmate named Liu Yanran from a wealthy family for love.

As it turned out, Liu Yanran got tired of him after a short time, kicked him away, and went abroad to study.

Disheartened, he dropped out of school and went home.

Arranged by his parents, he married Lin Xiaoyu, a woman from the next village with whom he had no feelings.

Not long after, Lin Xiaoyu became pregnant.

But he remained indifferent.

He remained unable to extricate himself from his college relationship.

In his view, marriage was just a formality, fulfilling his parents' wish for him to carry on the family line.

Despite the fact that his wife, Lin Xiaoyu, was beautiful and virtuous, he could never find anything to do with her.

Dislike that the other person only graduated from junior high school;

Dislike the other person for being unsophisticated;

They might even hate the other person for wasting their youth.

Therefore, from beginning to end, he felt that this marriage was forced upon him, and he never had any feelings for Lin Xiaoyu.

Especially when Lin Xiaoyu was about to give birth, he got extremely drunk and, in a fit of rage, even slapped Lin Xiaoyu twice before angrily leaving home.

Not wanting to be bound by anything anymore, he wandered for ten years without ever returning home.

Because he knew that once he returned, he would be trapped in the rural prison of this unhappy marriage and cruel reality, never to escape.

Even if he misses his parents occasionally, he can't contact them because mobile phones and telephones weren't common in this era.

Ten years later, when he couldn't resist returning, his familiar home was overgrown with weeds.

He learned from his neighbors that his parents had been seriously ill two years ago, and because they had no money for treatment, they had been left to die.

His wife, Lin Xiaoyu, who bore him a son, moved away with their son after holding a funeral for his parents, and their whereabouts have been unknown ever since.

Although he was determined to search, he didn't know where to begin in the vast sea of ​​people.

However, Liu Yanran, a female classmate who had returned from studying abroad, found him again and expressed her love for him.

Then, he became like a walking corpse, living a life of being kept by a rich woman, but without any dignity or freedom.

Another ten years have passed since then.

Later, with the progress of the times and the advancement of technology, he finally found out where Lin Xiaoyu was.

According to the information he received, his son had not only grown up but was also in college, consistently ranking first in his exams every year.

As for his wife, Lin Xiaoyu, she never remarried and raised his son alone in the factory, where she worked as a screwdriver.

When he learned all this, his whole world collapsed.

He was overwhelmed by endless regret, and no words of self-reproach could express his remorse.

However, when he finally found Lin Xiaoyu despite everything, she was so cold that it broke his heart. She treated him like a stranger, unmoved by his repeated apologies and pleas.

At that moment, he finally understood what it meant to grieve more than to be heartbroken.

Just as he belatedly realized his mistake and began to regret it, Liu Yanran approached him with a group of bodyguards and demanded that he donate a kidney to her brother.

Liu Yanran's younger brother is suffering from uremia, and without a voluntary donation, he won't live for more than a few years.

He naturally refused.

But Liu Yanran was not about to give up. She actually had him forcibly tied up and prepared to remove one of his kidneys.

It was in this moment of despair that he was reborn.

He was transported back twenty years, to the eve of his impulsive departure from home.

"That's wonderful, absolutely wonderful!"

"Is this a chance given to me by God to make amends?"

After confirming that he wasn't dreaming, Wang Qian was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes.

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