When Wen Ziqing saw the little girl crying, his heart felt like it was being twisted into a ball by a big hand, and it hurt so much.
"I know you will hate me, and I don't want to be hated by you, but that's Zhou Miaomiao, the Zhou Miaomiao who ruined my life... wuwuwu... er~... wuwuwu... er~!" Zhou Yuanyuan said while crying and hiccuping.
Zhou Yuanyuan could never forget the moment, on the rooftop of a shopping mall in her previous life, when Yuan Sixi said he had found a man for her and was ready to "prostitute" her. His eyes were filled with greed and calculation, leaving Zhou Yuanyuan with despair of life. In her previous life, when Zhou Yuanyuan first married Yuan Sixi, she wanted to live a good life with him. Although Yuan Sixi was a little old and poor, Zhou Yuanyuan had agreed to marry him, so life still had to go on, right?
It was Yuan Sixi, disdaining Zhou Yuanyuan's "hard life," who dared not touch her. It was also Yuan Sixi's inability to change his mind and constantly beating Zhou Yuanyuan that prompted Zhou Yuanyuan to consider escaping. Otherwise, if she had a little hope in life, she wouldn't have jumped to her death. And the "good" idea of having Zhou Yuanyuan sell herself was actually Zhou Miaomiao's.
Although Zhou Yuanyuan was very glad at this moment that nothing had happened between her and Yuan Sixi in her previous life, when she tried to commit suicide in her previous life, she never thought that God would let her start over again.
Zhou Yuanyuan believed that Yuan Sixi and Zhou Miaomiao owed her a life. She had shown great forbearance by not seeking revenge on them. Now, she was asked to give up her hatred and help Zhou Miaomiao, but she admitted she was not a saint and could not do it.
"Yuanyuan, I don't hate you, and I'm not asking you to save anyone." Wen Ziqing saw Zhou Yuanyuan crying and hiccuping, and he was so scared that he quickly held Zhou Yuanyuan in his arms with one hand, and gently patted her back with the other. The little girl really misunderstood him. He didn't care about Zhou Miaomiao and Yuan Sixi at all. How could a single hair of his little girl matter?
"Huh? Really? Brother Ziqing, don't you think I'm not kind enough?" Wen Ziqing's words successfully stopped Zhou Yuanyuan from crying. Zhou Yuanyuan raised her head from Wen Ziqing's arms and asked.
"Yuanyuan, whatever you want to do and how you want to do it must be your own reason. Why should I put those shackles of kindness and evil on you? Remember, your own happiness is the most important thing. Never make yourself sad for others." Wen Ziqing stared into Zhou Yuanyuan's eyes and said seriously.
Even if Wen Ziqing hadn't witnessed Zhou Yuanyuan's past life experiences during his advancement, he wouldn't have held her to his own standards. Not to mention outsiders like Zhou Miaomiao, even those members of the Wen family whom Wen Ziqing nominally considered his relatives, if Zhou Yuanyuan didn't like them, Wen Ziqing wouldn't force her to like them.
The fate between people is truly amazing. Many people think someone is good, but they may not necessarily think so themselves. When they first meet, they may discover that they have too many bad habits that they cannot tolerate. Many people think someone is bad, but they may not necessarily think so themselves. They may discover many shining points in them.
Wen Ziqing believes that everyone has their own thoughts and should base their likes and dislikes on their own, rather than listening to others' dictations of liking this person or disliking that person. If that were the case, would people still be human? They would just be puppets.
Zhou Yuanyuan's dislike for Zhou Miaomiao was a trivial matter in Wen Ziqing's eyes. Zhou Yuanyuan's unwillingness to save Zhou Miaomiao had nothing to do with kindness in Wen Ziqing's mind.
"Brother Ziqing, you're so kind." Zhou Yuanyuan looked at Wen Ziqing's serious eyes and finally believed that what he said was from his heart. It was so kind. She had thought that Brother Ziqing would hold herself to his own moral standards! To be honest, if Wen Ziqing had pleaded for Zhou Miaomiao today, Zhou Yuanyuan wouldn't have been soft-hearted. However, she would have been disappointed in him, so disappointed that she didn't think they would have a future.
"Okay, little cat, have you cried enough? Can we leave now?" Wen Ziqing asked, wiping Zhou Yuanyuan's tears with a handkerchief.
Looking at Zhou Yuanyuan's clear eyes, which had just been washed by water, Wen Ziqing used a lot of restraint to not kiss her. There were so many people coming and going here, and the little girl would be unhappy.
Indeed, this well platform is a public place in Taoshu Village. Usually, the aunts and young wives in Taoshu Village love to sit here and chat and gossip.
Yuan Sixi's family is getting married today, and most of the villagers have gone to Yuan Sixi's house to join in the fun, so the well platform is now empty.
Even so, there was an old woman standing in the yard of the house closest to the well, and she often looked towards Zhou Yuanyuan and the others, as if she was very curious about why they came to Taoshu Village.
"Brother Ziqing, I'll take you to visit my eighth uncle's wife." Zhou Yuanyuan's anger subsided after the conversation. She stood up, took Wen Ziqing's hand, and walked towards the end of the village.
Yuan Sixi's family is the last one at the end of the village, and Eighth Uncle's wife's family is the one in front of Yuan Sixi's family.
When Wen Ziqing heard Zhou Yuanyuan say this, he could not help but guess that Zhou Yuanyuan must have been reborn just like him. Otherwise, how could Zhou Yuanyuan recognize the people in Taoshu Village?
However, Wen Ziqing didn't reveal it. If Zhou Yuanyuan was willing to tell him, he would listen. If she wasn't willing, then forget it. Who doesn't have a secret or two? Even Wen Ziqing hadn't figured out how to tell Zhou Yuanyuan about his rebirth.
In reality, the past life was already in the past, and any regrets could only be buried deep within. Furthermore, when Wen Ziqing was reborn, he was thinking about making amends to Zhou Yuanyuan, and he never imagined he would fall headfirst into her love. Now that he had the little girl in his heart, the most important thing he should do now was to make the most of this life. How could he hold onto the little girl's heart? Wen Ziqing wondered.
The village was not big. After walking a few dozen steps, Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing arrived at the door of their eighth uncle's wife's house.
"Eight..." Zhou Yuanyuan was about to call out, but she saw a big iron lock hanging on the gate.
In the countryside, even if the owner is out visiting, they won't lock the door. The only reason there's a big padlock on my uncle's door is because she's away on a long trip.
In her previous life, Zhou Yuanyuan knew that her eighth aunt lived alone. Her eighth uncle had passed away more than ten years ago. Her eighth aunt was unwilling to live with her three sons, so she moved out after her sons got married.
I wonder when my eighth aunt will come back? Zhou Yuanyuan was a little surprised. In her previous life, when Zhou Yuanyuan came to Taoshu Village, she had never seen her eighth aunt leave the village.
What should I do? Just return empty-handed? Zhou Yuanyuan felt a little unwilling to not be able to see her eighth uncle.
There was laughter coming from Yuan Sixi's house next door. I don't know which man said something obscene, which caused everyone to burst into laughter.
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