Chapter 1: Mingyue's Rebirth, Twenty Years Later
As the sun sets, the floating fiery clouds paint the sky a large area of orange-red.
The campus was extremely quiet after school. Except for the faint shouts of boys playing football in the playground, the teaching building was empty.
Only faint voices could be heard from the women's restroom on a certain floor.
"Jiang Fuyue, are you worthy? Don't you see what kind of person you are? How could Ling Xuan possibly be interested in a poor student like you?"
Lou Mingyue woke up to a burst of noise. Looking at the chattering woman in front of him, his eyes were blank for a moment.
Isn't she dead?
Where is this?
Unfortunately, no one could give her an answer.
Fortunately, this confusion did not last long. Her vigilance and strong adaptability forced her to calm down in the shortest possible time, and then she quickly looked around.
First of all, this is a women's restroom. The half-peeled wall and the uneven tiles silently tell of its age and simplicity.
The toilets in any property she owns, even the old villa with the least modern atmosphere and the worst living conditions, are better than this one.
Secondly, there were four people at the scene.
Apart from Lou Mingyue herself, the woman in front of her who was chattering non-stop was one of them. The other two did not speak, but their eyes were unfriendly and they were staring at her fiercely.
The three of them were working together to surround her.
Last but not least, they were all wearing school uniforms, including Lou Mingyue.
A large red school emblem was printed on the right front chest, with four small regular script characters just below it: Linnan No. 1 Middle School.
After roughly figuring out the surrounding environment and making sure there was no danger, Lou Mingyue's tense nerves suddenly relaxed.
"Why aren't you talking? Aren't you usually quite arrogant? You're ugly and stupid, but you still act so superior. Have you read too many novels and thought you're the heroine?" Women, oh no, it should only be considered girls, can speak harsh words at will.
Lou Mingyue had no time to pay attention, because some memories that did not belong to her were flooding into her mind.
She was reborn!
Her current identity is Jiang Fuyue, a sophomore at Linnan No. 1 Middle School. Because of a love letter she wrote to her classmate, she was targeted by her classmate's secret crush, Jiang Han, the fat and big-eared girl in front of her.
As soon as the get out of class was over, I was dragged into the girls' restroom for a routine warning, and then Lou Mingyue came.
"Sister Han, why doesn't she react at all?" Lackey Number One.
"This is too much! How dare they ignore us!" Lackey No. 2.
Jiang Han frowned, his face trembling, and he pressed his fingers against Jiang Fuyue's shoulder: "I'm just giving you a small warning today. If you know what's good for you, don't mess with Ling Xuan again. Even if you see him in the future, please avoid him, otherwise I will close your little pancake stall in minutes-"
Well!
Lou Mingyue suddenly raised her eyes, and the noise stopped abruptly.
The dark pupils are as calm as the sea.
Then his gaze fell lightly on Jiang Han's face. Although it did not carry any weight, it was like a sword drawn from its sheath, clanging loudly.
Jiang Han's mind went blank, his hands and feet became cold, and a chill climbed up his neck from his tailbone.
"You..." She stepped back unconsciously out of fear.
When did Jiang Fuyue become so terrifying? Even scarier than the dean...
"Get out!" The voice was as cold as a chime, chilling to the bone.
The three were unable to escape.
Lou Mingyue curled the corner of his mouth, walked to the corner to pick up his schoolbag, looked at it with disdain, and finally resigned himself to hanging it on his shoulder.
After washing her hands slowly, she walked out of the ladies' room.
…
In the evening of midsummer, the wind is warm and blowing on your face, it feels stuffy, humid and hot.
There was no one in the school and it was eerily quiet.
Even the boys playing football on the playground have gone home. Looking around, the field is empty as a wilderness.
Lou Mingyue... no... should be called Jiang Fuyue now. She walked out of the school gate, half with her head lowered. Until now she was still a little unable to react.
She had been lying in a pool of blood just a second ago, helplessly watching the person closest to her stab her in the chest. The resentment and resentment seemed to be entangled in her soul, unable to be released. How could she become someone else the next second? She had a memory that was not her own.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came into his ears. Jiang Fuyue stiffened and looked up suddenly.
I saw an interview from a financial channel playing on the huge LED screen in front of the square.
"...It seems everyone is well-informed. That's right, next month, No. 1 Lou's will complete its acquisition of Sol Technology. This will be the first time the Lou's Group has acquired a company listed on the National Equities Exchange and Quotations (NEEQ). It also signifies Lou's determination to enter the technology industry..."
The woman on the screen was wearing a formal suit, looking calm and composed. At this moment, she was talking to the reporters and the camera with dignity and awe.
The screen stops, and the host returns: "Lou's President has personally confirmed to the media that he will soon acquire Sol Technology. What impact will this have on the Lou Group, which has always focused on real estate? What significance does it hold for the future of the technology industry? Now, let's invite financial expert Mr. Shao Qihua to analyze and answer the questions..."
President Lou?!
Jiang Fuyue's pupils tightened, and three words popped out from between his teeth: "Lou - Ming - Xin -"
Her half-sister, the good student she taught personally, was also the executioner who dealt the final blow to her chest!
All the hatred and resentment that had been forcibly suppressed surged up at this moment.
but……
Jiang Fuyue frowned.
She had just died. With Lou Mingxin's level, it was impossible for him to take control of the group and become the president in such a short time.
Suddenly, the girl's eyes froze as she stared at the lower right corner of the giant screen. Her expression changed from confusion to suspicion, and finally to shock and disbelief.
2050...
Twenty years later!
Yes, although Lou Mingxin in the news has exquisite makeup, she looks too mature, especially with her hair in a bun. She looks majestic but also looks particularly old.
What if it’s not “looking old”, but really “old”? !
That's not surprising.
Twenty years, not twenty days, nor twenty hours, is enough to change anything.
so……
Didn’t those people fail to help her keep it safe after all?
Jiang Fuyue felt melancholy for a moment.
But this depression did not last long. When she looked up again, the helplessness on her face gradually faded away.
At least she's still alive, isn't she? She still has plenty of time to settle accounts with those who killed her! I just hope they're still alive and kicking in twenty years!
As the sun set, Jiang Fuyue did not delay any longer and turned to leave.
In the background, financial news continued to play. "...Lou's has a strong background and ample capital, but has been unable to expand beyond the real estate industry for nearly two decades. Therefore, this transformation is of great significance..."
…
Jiang Fuyue's home is not far from the school, about a twenty-minute walk.
She walked slowly, getting familiar with her surroundings.
What I see is not much different from 20 years ago, except that the buildings are taller and the roads are more congested.
Relying on the original owner's memory, walking through the old market, several low-rise apartment buildings came into view, but they were too old and the exterior walls were mottled.
Jiang Fuyue's home is in Unit 2, Room 4-1. She climbed the stairs carrying her schoolbag, took out the key, inserted it into the keyhole, and before she could turn it, the door opened from the inside.
A "short carrot head" appeared in front of her, looked at her timidly, then whispered softly with stammering lips: "Sister..."
The Jiang family consists of four people - Jiang Da, Han Yunru and his wife, Jiang Fuyue, and Jiang Chenxing and his sister.
Jiang Xiaodi is six years younger than Jiang Fuyue. He is December this year and will be a first-year student in September.
He developed more slowly than boys of the same age. He was less than 1.5 meters tall and thin. Although he had fair skin and a handsome face, he was a little delicate.
Looks like a girl.
But he has a quiet personality and doesn't talk much, which makes him... easier to bully at first glance.
The relationship between this brother and sister is not good, so Jiang Fuyue imitated the original owner's tone and said "hmm" coldly.
Jiang Xiaodi reluctantly stepped aside, waited for her to enter the room, and then silently closed the door.
He glanced at his sister's back, lowered his eyes to hide the gloom, then tugged at the corner of his apron, turned around and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.
Soon the sound of a spatula frying food could be heard.
Half an hour later, the aroma of food filled the entire living room.
Jiang Xiaodi walked to the sofa, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "Sister, it's time to eat."
"...Oh." Jiang Fuyue put down his phone and walked towards the dining room.
She had just gone online to get a general understanding of the world. What happened twenty years ago had not changed, which meant that the timeline was still the same, and the rules followed by this society and the common sense it possessed were consistent with what she knew in her previous life.
Perhaps the only special thing about her is that she jumped directly from the time point of "Lou Mingyue's death" twenty years ago to the time point of "Jiang Fuyue was bullied by Jiang Han in the school girls' restroom" twenty years later. She did not follow the normal time track, but completed the teleportation in the blink of an eye.
…
Just as she was about to pick up the spoon to scoop up the rice, she paused and then calmly withdrew her hand.
It’s not that Jiang Fuyue is lazy, but the original owner never did these things, and it was all done by Jiang Xiaodi.
Now that the core has been changed, even if changes are made, they have to be done slowly.
Sure enough, Jiang Xiaodi served her the food with ease, and then...he started eating from the bowl.
Jiang Fuyue: “?”
"Sister," the young boy's neck shrank, "Why are you looking at me?"
"Uh..." Jiang Fuyue was about to look away when she suddenly remembered the terrible way the brother and sister got along, and glared back, "Eat your meal, why are you talking so much nonsense?"
"Oh." Jiang Xiaodi's eyes became timid and he continued to bury his head in the basin.
She silently dug out the original owner's memories.
It turns out that Jiang Xiaodi is a big eater. At the age of three, he could eat two large bowls of noodles and four trays of steamed buns.
As he gets older, his appetite becomes more and more alarming. Now he eats more than the other three people in his family combined, and that's without overeating.
Jiang's parents took him to see a doctor, and the results showed that everything was normal.
In the end, it ended in nothing.
However, for such a family, which is not rich to begin with, "eating more" means "spending more".
Jiang's father and mother own a pancake stall. They work from dawn to dusk and earn about 7,000 yuan a month. Nearly half of it is spent on Jiang Chenxing's food, and the remaining half is used to cover the tuition fees of the siblings and daily family expenses. Naturally, there is less left for Jiang Fuyue.
This is where the original owner's dislike for Jiang Xiaodi came from.
"I'm full." She put down her bowl and chopsticks.
Jiang Xiaodi glanced over, his eyes... filled with anticipation.
Jiang Fuyue silently glanced at the little leftover rice in the bowl, then stood up and left.
After she left, Jiang Xiaodi happily dragged the bowl over and ate up the few mouthfuls of rice with the remaining dishes.
I was instantly satisfied!
But doubt flashed in his eyes. In the past, his sister would rather throw away the leftovers in her bowl than give them to him. Why today...
He hid his head in his collar, quietly happy.
…
Jiang Fuyue stood in the bathroom, looking at her reflection in the mirror, feeling speechless.
What the hell is this non-mainstream hairstyle?
Her bangs drooped across her forehead, completely covering her eyebrows. Her eyes looked nice, but without them, they looked completely bare. Her palm-sized face was framed by two tufts of hair, and her forehead, combined with the area around her forehead, looked like it was framed by the Chinese character "口" (mouth) with the horizontal line missing from the bottom.
Ghosts are inherently dark and ugly enough to make you cry.
"Jiang Chenxing, bring me a pair of scissors!"
A quarter of an hour later.
When Jiang Fuyue looked at the mirror again, she was stunned.
The girl had a delicate oval face, thick eyebrows that looked like autumn waves, and bright peach blossom eyes that were charming and radiant.
Her skin color is a cool ivory white, which makes her lips look more red and her cheeks look more like peach blossoms.
After meeting Jiang Xiaodi, she guessed that the original owner was not ugly, but she didn't expect that she would be such a beauty!
In her previous life, Lou Mingyue was also beautiful, but because she was born weak, she had a bit of sickly look and was more delicate. How could she be so rosy, healthy, bright and generous?
Jiang Xiaodi, who was leaning against the door, was also stunned.
When my sister graduated from the third year of junior high school, she cut her bangs like others, covering her forehead completely and almost blocking her eyes. My parents said it didn’t look good, and he thought it was ugly too, but my sister liked it.
"How is it?" Jiang Fuyue suddenly turned around.
"Ah?" Jiang Xiaodi was confused.
"Is it good-looking?"
"It's nice-looking."
"Louder." A man should act like a man.
"nice--"
After yelling, Jiang Xiaodi himself was stunned.
Jiang Fuyue walked past him and said lightly, "It's just passable."
…
That night, everything was silent.
Jiang Xiaodi has a regular sleep schedule and is already asleep.
Jiang Fuyue lay on the lower bunk, with her hands behind her head, staring at the bed board.
Occasionally, when Jiang Xiaodi turned over, there was a creaking sound, but she didn't even blink.
After an unknown amount of time, faint noises came from the living room.
"...Be gentle, don't wake the child!" Han Yunru lowered her voice.
Jiang Da closed the door quietly: "Okay, okay, I'll be gentle. You go and look after the two little ones, I'll clean up here..."
The door was pushed open and Jiang Fuyue suddenly closed his eyes.
After a while, the thin blanket that was half-covered on her abdomen was pulled up by a gentle force and covered her chest.
"Good night, Yueyue."
It is a gentle and pleasant voice.
…
the next day.
"Sister, wake up..."
Jiang Fuyue sat up, put on her slippers, and began to wash up quickly.
Jiang Xiaodi stood by the bed, a little overwhelmed.
Why didn't I lose my temper today? Hehe... I'm secretly happy.
Jiang Da and his wife had already gone out to set up their stall and left breakfast for the siblings on the stove, which was still hot.
At half past seven, Jiang Fuyue walked into Class 3 of Grade 2 as the morning reading bell rang.
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