Chapter 1 Transmigrated as the Male Lead's Vicious Ex-Wife
The pungent smell of disinfectant filled her nostrils as Shen Zhixia lay on the cold operating table at the clinic.
"Comrade, once you've made up your mind, let's proceed with the abortion procedure."
The doctor, wearing a mask, spoke in a cold voice, and the clanging of metal instruments was particularly jarring.
Shen Zhixia suddenly grabbed the doctor's wrist: "Wait, I don't want to do it anymore."
She has now received the memories in her mind.
She actually transmigrated into the book.
She transmigrated into a novel set in the 1960s that she had been reading, becoming the cannon fodder ex-wife of the male protagonist, Huo Chenzhou.
The original owner was a brainless capitalist heiress. Because her white moonlight, Wang Qiming, went abroad, she impulsively arranged to marry the male lead through a blind date. The male lead was a military officer from a peasant background. The two had completely different life philosophies, and the original owner despised the male lead.
When the white moonlight returned to China for work, the original owner's thoughts began to waver. In addition, the original owner was unwilling to go with the male lead to suffer hardships in the army, so she began to think about divorce.
The original owner's mother died early, and her stepmother and stepsister were both hypocritical. They encouraged the ex-wife to get a divorce quickly and go to Wang Qiming, her white moonlight. So the ex-wife actually went and had an abortion and got divorced.
However, not long after the divorce, the political movement began. Her stepmother's family transferred their assets and fled. Her "white moonlight" (her ex-boyfriend) also abandoned her alone in Shanghai. Because of her bourgeois lifestyle, she was naturally sent to the countryside. Life in the countryside was very hard. She was always hungry and cold, and eventually died of cold in one winter.
Huo Chenzhou gradually moved on from this marriage, later met the female lead, and the family lived together harmoniously.
Shen Zhixia touched her slightly protruding belly and decided not to abort the child. Firstly, because the current medical environment was not good, the original owner's body was damaged after aborting the child, and she ended up with an incurable disease. Secondly, because she did not plan to get a divorce.
The original owner was so miserable, she had to change her original fate.
At this moment, in the military family compound, Huo Chenzhou was gripping his pen tightly as he looked at the divorce report.
Six months into their marriage, Shen Zhixia was constantly throwing teacups and smashing mirrors. She said he was a "peasant" and not good enough for her, and these days she insisted on getting a divorce and even wanted to abort the child in her womb.
The baby is already three months old. Huo Chenzhou once asked Shen Zhixia to give birth to the child, saying he could raise it.
The original owner just sneered and cursed, "Huo Chenzhou, the thing I regret most in my life is marrying you. I will never give birth to this burden. Just give up on that idea."
After saying that, she rushed out.
At this moment, the door was pushed open. Huo Chenzhou heard the noise and said coldly, "The divorce report needs to be stamped by the Political Department of the Regiment Headquarters."
His voice was like frozen sand, cold and hard without warmth: "I'll take you there tomorrow morning."
The man stood in the dim light of the kerosene lamp, his military cap pulled low, the shadow just covering his slightly furrowed brows.
His jawline was sharp and angular, his face, weathered by years of wind and sand, had a cold, bronze hue, and his eyes, hidden under the brim of his hat, were like icy stars. His thin lips were pressed into a hard, straight line, and even the bulging veins on his neck exuded a menacing aura that kept strangers at bay.
So handsome!
She likes this type of food.
Shen Zhixia's eyes lit up slightly, and she coughed before saying, "I won't get a divorce."
Huo Chenzhou paused, his hand holding the pen stopping, the tip leaving a small blot of ink on the paper.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes, like cold stars beneath the brim of his hat, staring straight at her with a scrutinizing and distant look in them. His thin lips parted slightly, his voice as cold as frost on the Gobi Desert: "What are you making a fuss about now?"
"I'm serious."
Shen Zhixia met his cold gaze, took a deep breath, and said, "I was immature before, but now... I want to live a good life with you."
Huo Chenzhou put down his pen, straightened his back, and the taut muscles beneath his military uniform were clearly visible. He was silent for a moment, his voice still devoid of warmth: "Marriage is not a game. You were making a huge fuss about divorce a few days ago, and now you suddenly say you don't want to divorce. What do you take me for?"
"I know I was wrong before."
Shen Zhixia bit her lip, mustered her courage and walked up to him, "But I've thought it through, I don't want to lose you either."
Huo Chenzhou's pupils contracted slightly, and a fleeting, almost imperceptible emotion flashed in his eyes before quickly returning to his cold indifference.
In Huo Chenzhou's eyes, Shen Zhixia had a slender figure, long hair like a waterfall, and a delicate and gentle demeanor.
He recalled their blind date a year ago. She sat on a carved sandalwood chair, the sleeves of her cheongsam, trimmed with gold thread, draped over the armrests. The balsam juice on her nails was vibrant. At that time, she casually looked at his military uniform, and her gaze was so intense that it made him break out in a thin sweat in the 37-degree summer heat.
He fell in love with her at first sight.
When she agreed to marry him, he thought Shen Zhixia liked him too, but reality was like icy water, chilling him to the bone.
After marriage, Shen Zhixia's disdain surged like a tide. Every time he tried to get close to her, her eyes revealed impatience and mockery.
She was unhappy with the marriage, so he could set her free, but the child was innocent.
The baby was only three months old. He secretly went to the bookstore to buy parenting books and clumsily learned how to make formula and change diapers. But she cried and shouted that she wanted to abort the baby, to kill everything with her own hands, and to crush his last hope.
Huo Chenzhou's Adam's apple bobbed, his parched lips cracked with tiny bloodstains, and his voice sounded as if it had been repeatedly sanded: "Is the child... gone?"
“Huo Chenzhou,” she suddenly stepped forward, her fingertips touching his taut wrist, “I didn’t abort the child.”
Huo Chenzhou suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Shen Zhixia bit her lower lip, her pearl earring swaying gently with the movement: "On the operating table, I suddenly became afraid."
She took a deep breath and looked at his suddenly frozen expression. "When the doctor approached with the instruments, I suddenly felt the baby move. That wonderful feeling made me realize that I couldn't bear to let go at all."
Huo Chenzhou's pupils suddenly contracted as he stared intently at her reddened eyes. What did she mean by being reluctant to part with the child? It was just another act. Shen Zhixia had been determined to have an abortion and get a divorce these past few days; she had already gone to the clinic to get an abortion certificate.
He didn't know what Shen Zhixia was plotting, but as long as she was still willing to keep the child, he felt fortunate.
"Give birth to me and raise it."
His rough hand hovered above her slightly protruding belly, but eventually clenched into a fist and hung at his side: "If you want a divorce... you can do it anytime."
Shen Zhixia glared at him with a spoiled expression: "Huo Chenzhou, you heartless bastard! When we got married, who was it that said they would protect me for life? Now the baby hasn't even been born yet, and you're already in a hurry to sever ties? Search your conscience, is that thing still there?"
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