Chapter 279
In her previous life, Wang Jiazhi always saw an old fortune teller on her way home from school. His hair and beard were all white, and he wore shabby clothes and set up a stall. But she never saw anyone asking him for a fortune.
Every time he saw her, she looked more miserable than before, her eyes sunken with hunger. Every time she passed by, he would ask, "Miss, can you tell me your fortune?"
Once, hearing his pleading voice was so pitiful, she took out her few remaining coppers and placed them next to him. She couldn't buy anything with those coppers, and she couldn't buy anything with them either. It was ridiculous.
But he seemed to want to retain his last dignity and said that he was not a beggar.
She put down the money and left, listening to him say: "What is a girl? You can calculate the past life, the present life, and the next life."
She turned around and smiled bitterly, "Let's figure it out another day."
She laughed inwardly, thinking she must have done something horrific in her past life to deserve this torture in this life. She didn't want to know the details. This life was only going to get worse, and she didn't want to know the misfortunes that would happen in the future to make her even more miserable. As for the next life, she didn't want one. Wasn't this torture enough for one lifetime?
After her death, she once went to a colleague's house for a social event. The colleague became more and more superstitious and invited a Taoist priest to tell his fortune.
The man said to him, "This officer has a ghost on his body."
He smiled nonchalantly and said, "I have a lot of souls hanging on me."
The Taoist said, "No, they are just a mother and a daughter, one big and one small."
After hearing this, he seemed to be at a loss and remained silent for a long time.
Wang Jiazhi thought, if only she could forget that painful experience, why did she have to remember it and fall into the pain of slow slicing?
One night, she fell asleep with her child in her arms. In her dream, a voice said, "It was you who wanted to keep the memories of the past. Even though many things in those memories make you feel terribly painful, you were afraid that without them, you wouldn't be able to see the people you wanted to see or go to the places you wanted to go."
He chose not to keep any memories. He felt she would choose to forget everything and start over, never making the foolish decision to choose such a life again. They would never see each other again. Keeping the memories would only add to the sadness.
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