Ye Ling looked at the dark clouds and lightning that suddenly appeared in the sky and chuckled.
With a casual wave of his hand, he dispersed the dark clouds. "Don't get angry. I just dispersed the dark clouds. Actually, this experience is quite interesting. If I hadn't been cast into the cycle of reincarnation, how could I understand the suffering of the world so well? Let me tell you something else."
She pointed to the image on another petal, which depicted a little beggar: "From birth to death, this life is a journey of begging."
Let me tell you, I'm quite lucky in this life. The street I live on is very wealthy, with many rich people coming to eat, drink, and have fun. There are brothels, casinos, restaurants, fabric shops, and so on—everything you could want.
In the morning, I would scavenge for bargains near the brothel. When I saw a rich man come out, I would say nice things to him. If he was pleased, he would reward me with some food or a copper coin.
In the morning, around the casino, those gamblers who had been gambling all night would give us a little tip if they were lucky. Although it was a pitiful amount, it was still money, enough to buy a sesame seed cake.
Around noon, I would beg around the ninth floor. Sometimes, if I was lucky, I could even get a piece of fatty meat. They would just throw away the meat they didn't want, and I would be the first to grab it.
I begged on the bustling streets in the afternoons and evenings, managing to get some food every day. I became familiar with the area, and many shopkeepers and passersby would give me something, because I had a sweet tongue.
But my good fortune didn't last long. This idyllic spot caught the eye of other beggars. Although I was agile, I couldn't withstand their numbers. So they joined forces and broke both my legs, then dumped me in the middle of nowhere.
She saw herself in the flower petals, holding a stick, trying to fight wild boars, but three wild boars surrounded her and would bite her every now and then, and she couldn't break free at all.
When one of her legs was torn off by the wild boar, Hongyun covered her eyes, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "Don't look."
Ye Ling removed his hand: "I'm not the ignorant little prince I used to be. Do you think I can erase everything I've experienced just by not looking?"
As she watched herself being slowly devoured by three wild boars in the video, she said, "I lived for eleven years in this life. Although I died rather tragically, the life of begging still had its joys."
You have no idea how painful it is to go hungry for a day or two, not even being able to get a sip of clean water. But then, someone suddenly gives you a steamed bun, and the happiness and joy are so intense that you dream about it all night.
Looking at the dark clouds gathering in the sky again, she chuckled: "I told you not to be angry. When I get back, I'll make them all experience what I went through."
Hongyun took a deep breath and took out a familiar roasted chicken from his spatial storage, still steaming hot.
The golden-brown roasted chicken, wrapped in oil paper, smelled incredibly tempting.
He handed it to her: "You love roast chicken the most, and you especially love chicken legs. So that you can have some anytime, I've stocked up on a lot in my space."
Ye Ling took out disposable gloves, put them on, tore off a chicken leg and handed it to him: "When I had no memory, I was wondering why you always happened to be holding a roast chicken every time I saw you."
Hongyun looked at the chicken leg in front of him and said, "Here, have some. My cooking skills have improved a lot. Eat slowly."
Ye Ling didn't stand on ceremony and started eating in small bites.
Hongyun pointed to one of the petals and asked, "Are the children here yours? And they even let you get married and have children in the cycle of reincarnation?"
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