“You can’t choose your birth or your parents, but you can choose your own life.” Mo Jingjing looked at her earnestly.
The unspoken meaning was simply lamenting that the original owner's death was not worthwhile and that he did not know how to cherish life.
The original owner understood and a helpless smile appeared on her face: "Sister, there is a saying that those who stay out of it are open-minded and relaxed. If you were really in that situation, who could be calm and composed? Even you, who are already independent and strong, found it troublesome and difficult to deal with that family of three, like having a dog skin plaster stuck to you. How much more so for me, who has lived with them for so many years."
A moment later, a soft sobbing sound rang out, particularly clear in Mo Jingjing's ears.
She disliked girls who cried all the time, but this time she wasn't annoyed at all. In fact, she couldn't help but tear up because she could feel the bitterness and sorrow behind the tears.
It's the original owner who's crying.
Because of the fusion of her soul with the original owner's body, she was able to empathize with the original owner's sorrow.
Snap~
Large tears welled up in her eyes.
Mo Jingjing cried.
It turns out that she had been living in such a repressive and painful environment all along.
This was the first time Mo Jingjing had cried like this. She wasn't hysterical, but she still choked up and sobbed uncontrollably.
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Jingjing finally found her voice: "I'm sorry, I misspoke just now. I've never truly experienced the pain you've gone through, so I shouldn't have made any judgments about your life. I know your wishes. Don't worry, I will thoroughly investigate your mother's death and bring the truth to light. If it takes too long to find out the truth, I will still do my part to ensure that the bad guys are severely punished."
"Good sister, go in peace and find the relief you seek."
Wiping away the last tear from her face, Mo Jingjing's "sister" came from the bottom of her heart.
At this moment, she gained a younger sister.
Unfortunately, her words went unanswered for a long time.
"..."
I turned around to look for him, but there was no trace of him.
Mo Jingjing quickly came to terms with it; perhaps the moment she understood, the person had already left.
It was really strange. Mo Jingjing suddenly woke up from this dream, her face already wet with tears, and the sadness in her heart had not completely dissipated.
The night was only half over when Mo Jingjing suddenly fell asleep and stayed up by the window until dawn.
In the remaining time, Mo Jingjing thought a lot. Perhaps her experience was the magic of this strength. There was no logic to it, but from a certain perspective, it could be explained.
Having experienced the ups and downs of life, the great rights and wrongs, and weary of everything in this world, he wholeheartedly seeks liberation through death.
Another one fought on the battlefield, protecting countless people throughout his life and repelling zombies several times. He truly hated this endless war and longed for peace.
Death is not true liberation; the final choice made by one's own heart is.
Cultivate oneself, regulate one's family, govern the state, and bring peace to the world.
The original owner, born in a peaceful era with a silver spoon in her mouth, thought her experience was the worst in the world. Little did she know that there was something even more tragic beyond the pain.
These things meant nothing to Mo Jingjing.
At the very least, there are laws to punish bad people, and they will eventually be brought to justice.
Zombies keep evolving, and the war is endless.
Actually, Mo Jingjing didn't really suffer from insomnia in the latter half of the night. Her eyes were closed, and she was in a state between sleep and wakefulness. She vaguely heard the original owner talking to her, but upon closer listening, it sounded like she was talking to herself.
“Sister, my mother’s death is indeed a knot in my heart. Your soul is in my body. If this knot is not untied, you will also have a knot in your heart.”
"By the way, sister, do you know why I ventured into the entertainment industry alone, wanting to become a big star? It's because before my mother died, she stroked my hair and said to me: 'My Jingjing is so beautiful, you are the most outstanding in my heart, and you must be the center of attention when you grow up.'"
"Sister is so beautiful, outstanding, and talented. She will definitely be the center of attention in the future."
All eyes are on us...
That's too tiring!
She can remain in the public eye for a while to earn her retirement savings. Once she has enough for retirement, she will retire from the entertainment industry and begin her ideal retirement life ahead of schedule.
The next morning, Cheng Meng was startled when she got up and saw Mo Jingjing sitting on the sofa with bruises under her eyes and a blank expression.
"Jingjing, what's wrong with you? When did you get up? How long have you been sitting here? I booked a flight this afternoon, and I have an advertisement shoot tonight. You can't be like this!"
Cheng Meng was very nervous.
To her, Mo Jingjing's face wasn't just a face, it was a gold mine, and it absolutely couldn't be ruined.
You must cherish it.
Meng Jie panicked as if she had lost a lot of money, which helped Mo Jingjing gradually regain her composure: "Meng Jie, don't worry about what time the plane commercial shoot starts this afternoon. I only had insomnia for half the night yesterday. I'll have a glass of milk and then go back to my room to catch up on some sleep. Just give me the morning."
As a woman of action, Mo Jingjing had already poured the milk after saying the last word.
"Good morning, Mengjie. Make yourself some breakfast. I'm going to sleep now."
Um……
Watching Mo Jingjing turn and leave, Cheng Meng frowned. She felt that something was wrong, even a little strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
Cheng Meng is not one to dwell on things internally. If she can't figure something out after an hour, she'll give up and choose to let it go.
An hour later, Cheng Meng got into work mode. While Mo Jingjing was catching up on sleep, she made two phone calls to the brand she was endorsing to reconfirm Mo Jingjing's work for the evening and ensure there were no discrepancies.
What makes Major General Mo the coolest thing isn't her glorious moments of teaching bad guys a lesson, but her unwavering commitment to keeping her word.
I said I'd use a morning to get back into shape, and I'm keeping my word.
At exactly twelve o'clock, Major General Mo appeared before Cheng Meng on time. His previous fatigue had vanished, replaced by a spirited and energetic appearance.
"Good afternoon, Sister Meng. How do I look now? My skin and overall condition seem okay. I hope it won't interfere with tonight's filming."
Looking at Mo Jingjing's fair, smooth, and radiant skin, Cheng Meng quickly shook her head: "It won't delay anything, it won't delay anything at all. Don't worry, the makeup artist tonight will definitely love you."
With such great skin, I doubt any professional makeup artist wouldn't like it.
Hearing Cheng Meng's words, Mo Jingjing finally felt relieved.
After having lunch, the two tidied up briefly and then drove to the airport an hour early.
Knowing that Mo Jingjing might be filming until the early hours of the morning, Cheng Meng briefly explained the basic content of the evening's filming to Mo Jingjing on the way to the airport in order to save time.
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