When Wen Qiao woke up the next morning, she had a splitting headache and Shen Jichuan was not by her side.
As soon as she got out of bed, she saw a glass of water on the table.
She drank alcohol last night, and her throat was dry when she woke up this morning.
After drinking some water, Wen Qiao got out of bed.
I heard footsteps coming from the stairs.
I could vaguely hear my mother, Lü Yazhi, saying:
"You've really gone to a lot of trouble with Xiao Qiao, Ji Chuan."
"I'll definitely give her a good scolding when she wakes up."
Wen Qiao sat on the edge of the bed, listening to what her mother was saying downstairs.
Thinking about what happened last night when she was drunk.
She was definitely emotional.
After drinking, he blurted out everything he should and shouldn't have said.
Wen Qiao pressed her temples, thinking to herself that she absolutely could not drink alcohol anymore; her drinking habits were truly terrible.
The door was pushed open, and Shen Jichuan walked in, looking at Wen Qiao on the bed.
In a gentle tone, he said, "You're awake? What would you like to eat? I'll have Sister Zhou make it for you. You drank a bit too much last night and told me a lot of your secrets."
He was very direct and said whatever came to mind.
Wen Qiao felt uneasy and asked cautiously, "What secrets did I tell you?"
Could it be something from her past life? She told Shen Jichuan about it.
Shen Jichuan showed Wen Qiao a piece of paper from the bedside table.
"When I woke up this morning, I saw this piece of paper. It must have been written down last night when you were drunk, saying what you wanted to tell me but couldn't say, right?"
Wen Qiao reached out and took a piece of paper from Shen Jichuan.
"It wasn't me. The handwriting isn't right..."
Wen Qiao finished speaking subconsciously, then immediately thought of something else.
Could it be that Shen Jichuan has also been reborn?
wrong.
He was not reborn.
He himself said that after his death in his previous life, his consciousness did not dissipate.
He used the body of Shen Jichuan, now young, to awaken and told her these things.
He said that he loved Wen Qiao very much, both in his past life and in this life.
They love their children very much.
She also advised Wen Qiao not to give up on Shen Jichuan, saying that things would definitely get better for them.
Wen Qiao then tentatively said:
“Ji Chuan, last night, you suddenly seemed like a different person. You sat in front of me and said very seriously that you caused my death in my past life, that you felt very guilty towards me, and that you wanted to be good to me and make it up to me…”
Shen Jichuan then realized that he had been so careless as to not have carefully examined the handwriting on the paper.
In the bedroom on the second floor, only he and his wife Wen Qiao lived as adults.
My baby is still a little baby, how could he possibly write?
He didn't write the letter; he naturally assumed it was written to him by Wen Qiao.
He was overconfident and overlooked the differences in handwriting.
After carefully reading it, he was certain that the letter was not in Wen Qiao's handwriting.
Shen Jichuan looked at Wen Qiao and asked in confusion, "Did I write it to you myself?"
"Wen Qiao, I... I really seemed like a completely different person last night?"
Wen Qiao was also confused, puzzled, and even a little scared.
If one is to be reborn, it shouldn't be someone like Shen Jichuan.
Wen Qiao nodded.
Shen Jichuan remained calm and said, "That might be because my head injury caused a personality deviation. I'll go to the hospital for a checkup later."
"Don't be afraid."
After he finished speaking, he asked, "Did I do anything to hurt you last night?"
Wen Qiao shook her head: "No. You were just very serious, and you told me with a straight face that you love me very much."
Shen Jichuan smiled.
He comforted Wen Qiao, saying, "See? No matter what, I love you very much."
Wen Qiao reached out and touched the bruise on Chen Jichuan's forehead.
"I'm sorry, I got drunk last night and smashed you. Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt. Luckily you hit me; if you had hit someone else, I'd probably have to pay for it."
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