"Ye Zhiqing has fallen into the water!"
A scream shattered the silence, and the entire Daqingshan Village erupted in chaos.
Ye Weiwei had a splitting headache and felt unwell all over.
There was a loud buzzing in my ears, as if fifty thousand flies had gathered there.
She tried to wave her hand in frustration, but her whole body was sore and weak that she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.
In her dazed state, she felt a pair of large hands moving around on her body. Ye Weiwei's instincts, honed from countless brushes with death in the apocalypse, made her suddenly open her eyes.
You little brat, how dare you take advantage of me! I'll show you how to kill you!
But when she met the other person's worried eyes, Ye Weiwei was stunned.
The man before her had sharp, pointed eyebrows, deep, starry eyes, a straight nose, and delicate lips. Although his face was thin and his stubble made him look rough, true beauty lies in the bone structure, not just the skin. With her eyes that had seen countless beauties, Ye Weiwei was certain that this man would be a handsome man if he just tidied himself up a little.
And it just so happens to be the one I like the most.
"Ye Weiwei! Ye Weiwei! How are you?"
Damn it, even her voice is so to his liking—low, husky, and magnetic, with that hint of urgency that makes her tremble uncontrollably.
With just one glance, Ye Weiwei knew that the person she had been waiting for for 30 years since birth had finally arrived.
She closed her eyes with relief, a faint smile playing on her lips.
Come on, I'll stay lying down and not move, since you're handsome.
As soon as her heart eased, Ye Weiwei fainted from the pain again.
...
When Ye Weiwei regained consciousness, she felt her body alternate between hot and cold, and her clothes were wet and sticky, making her very uncomfortable.
She instinctively reached for a set of clothes in her spatial storage to change into, when suddenly a shiver ran through her body.
Wasn't she dead? And completely gone, with no trace of her remains.
How can the body still feel sensations?
And the space is still there!
Ye Weiwei immediately suppressed the urge to take clothes from her spatial dimension. She hadn't forgotten that the reason she was forced to self-destruct and perish together with those people was because of her spatial dimension.
He quietly glanced around.
The roof was dusty and gray, and a portrait of a great man was pasted on the wall covered with old newspapers, with the words "Serve the People" standing out prominently below.
In the room, which was less than 20 square meters, there was an old, peeling table with several ceramic jars and a military water bottle on it—all antiques. Next to the table on the floor were several wooden crates…
Feeling something hard beneath her, Ye Weiwei realized she was lying on a kang (a heated brick bed). A round-faced, freckled girl was sitting on the other side of the kang, eating dry cornbread and occasionally taking a sip of water from a ceramic jar...
When Ye Weiwei saw her, one name immediately came to mind: Li Jing.
There were people talking outside the door.
"Mingzhe, don't be angry. Weiwei definitely didn't mean it. Please forgive her this time."
A soft, delicate voice reached Ye Weiwei's ears. Although she couldn't see the person, just hearing the voice made Ye Weiwei feel inexplicably displeased.
"I've given her too many chances! Wanwan, stop trying to persuade me. This isn't about whether I forgive her or not. Ye Weiwei has already been touched by another man. How can I marry such a promiscuous woman? Today, I must call off the engagement!"
Zhao Mingzhe was furious when he thought about what the villagers outside had said. He felt like he had been cuckolded!
Ye Wanwan lowered her eyes, hiding her smugness, but pleaded softly, her voice weak and feeble, "Weiwei didn't fall into the water on purpose, it was just an accident..."
Zhao Mingzhe's attitude was very firm: "Whether it was an accident or intentional, the fact is that she was touched by another man! Our Zhao family will absolutely not allow such a woman to enter the family and ruin our reputation!"
He'd wanted to get rid of that annoying Ye Weiwei for ages, and now that the opportunity was finally knocking on his door, he'd have to be a fool not to seize it!
"Brother Mingzhe..." Ye Wanwan saw that Zhao Mingzhe was clearly determined not to listen to advice, and her face showed helplessness. She said with self-blame, "It's all my fault! It's all my fault! If I hadn't gone up the mountain to collect firewood today and delayed cooking time, I wouldn't have let Weiwei go to the river to wash clothes alone, she wouldn't have fallen into the water, and none of this would have happened, boohoo... It's all my fault!"
As Ye Wanwan spoke, large tears rolled down her cheeks like dewdrops blown by the wind.
Zhao Mingzhe remained unmoved and said with a stern face, "This is all her own fault, it has nothing to do with you."
"Wanwan, don't cry. It's not your fault, so don't blame yourself." Dong Jianhua felt heartbroken seeing Ye Wanwan crying and quickly handed her his handkerchief, but Ye Wanwan avoided it.
“Zhao Mingzhe is right. Ye Wanwan, this is not your fault. We were all sent-down youth, and no one is anyone’s nanny. We have no obligation to take care of others all the time!”
"Yes, yes, yes! It was an accident, it has nothing to do with you!"
Many people in the kitchen tried to persuade Ye Wanwan.
Xu Meijun was too lazy to watch these men fawn over Ye Wanwan. After finishing her meal, she returned to her room and saw Ye Weiwei with her eyes open. She deliberately exclaimed loudly, "Oh, Ye Weiwei, you're finally awake! You've made a name for yourself again!"
Ye Weiwei coughed lightly, ignoring the sarcasm in Xu Meijun's eyes, and slowly got up from the kang (a heated brick bed).
Just now, some memories that didn't belong to her suddenly appeared in her mind.
Only then did she realize that she had transmigrated into a book after her death.
She transmigrated into a historical novel she had once read. The original owner of this body shared the same name as her, Ye Weiwei.
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