Jiang Suisui feels that those statements, such as everything is over after death and there are no feelings, are all lies.

Otherwise, why am I feeling so uncomfortable now?

She was born with congenital heart disease and also had asthma. Although she struggled hard to live longer, she died of heart failure at the age of 20.

Death is death, Jiang Sui Sui was not too sluggish. But she didn't expect that the feeling after death would be so suffocating.

Yes, it's true, suffocating...

Jiang Suinsui felt as if she was drowning in water. Her instinct to survive made her flap her arms, trying to swim upstream to get some fresh air.

In a trance, her hand seemed to hit a bamboo pole. Then, Jiang Suinsui gradually lost her strength, and her consciousness began to slowly fade away, as if she was going to repeat the feeling of death.

She was filled with despair. Why did she have to torture him like this even after death?

Suddenly, there was a splash, and the water surface rippled, and someone swam towards her quickly.

Jiang Suisui soon felt someone grabbing her waist and lifting her up to the surface.

"Cough! Cough!" She coughed violently, breathing in the fresh air.

Jiang Suisui reached out and hugged the person tightly, as if he was grabbing a life-saving piece of driftwood.

"Let go." A cold voice came from my ear.

Jiang Suinsui opened her eyes in a daze when she heard the voice, and what she saw before her eyes were a pair of cold and dark eyes.

He had a high nose bridge and slightly pursed lips. Drops of water slid across his wheat-colored cheek skin, creating a kind of abstinence yet alluring beauty.

"Are you... here to steal my soul?" Jiang Suinsui said this subconsciously, then closed her eyes and passed out.

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"Oh my goodness!!!"

"Don't cry, auntie. Isn't Sui Sui okay?"

"It's really scary to think about it. I almost drowned and fed the fish."

"What happened? Why did the girl suddenly fall into the water?"

"You should ask Song Wei Zheng. He was the one who sent the girl back."

The shrill cries and trivial discussions penetrated Jiang Suinsui's ears. She frowned and couldn't help but open her eyes.

The scene before her startled her immediately.

What happened?! Wasn't she already dead? She was possessed!

By the way, that soul-catcher is quite handsome.

Jiang Suinsui was distracted for a moment, but was then brought back to attention by the sudden warm touch on her hand.

The old lady who had been crying beside her bed saw her wake up. She held her hand and shouted in surprise: "Sui Sui, you finally woke up! You scared me so much!"

A group of gossiping aunts and uncles flocked to her bedside, asking about her well-being.

"How do you feel, little girl?"

"Are you frightened? Why are you so stunned?"

"What is this, you lost your soul?"

Jiang Suisui looked at the group of people in front of her. They were wearing patched short jackets and trousers, and their faces were pale yellow but with a simple blush.

She looked around at the environment she was in. There were mud walls and tiled roofs, and the furniture was simple and shabby. There was only a small black and yellow wooden table with a white porcelain vase on it.

Even the bed she was lying on seemed old and unable to bear the weight. It creaked when she moved a little.

Jiang Suinsui froze. What on earth was going on? !

"Who...are you? Where is this?" She asked timidly and hesitantly.

"Sui Sui, what's wrong with you? Are you really out of your mind? You don't even recognize your grandma?" The old lady who had been holding her hand was very anxious. She reached out and touched her forehead and cheeks with her old and dry hands.

"This is so frustrating! How could my granddaughter become like this after I haven't seen her for such a long time?" The old lady was so anxious that she slapped her thigh.

"Auntie Jiang, don't worry, don't worry. Hasn't the doctor examined it? It's okay!" someone comforted her.

"Make way, make way! I've found Song Wei Zheng. What's the situation now?" A loud female voice broke through the air.

Then a woman who looked like an old lady squeezed through the crowd and walked in, dragging a man behind her.

After the man came in, he stood straight and silently, his brows furrowed, as if he was a little impatient.

Jiang Suinsui’s eyes widened. Isn’t this the soul-catcher?

She stared at him blankly. She had only noticed his face before, but now she realized that he was tall and thin, standing out among the chattering aunts and uncles.

His sleeves and trouser legs were rolled up on both sides, revealing his wheat-colored muscles. The lines were clear and tight, and he was thin but not skinny.

However, his eyes were cold, as if he was in a bad mood.

Jiang Suinsui was fascinated by the show unconsciously.

There was no way. Due to her health conditions, she never dared to have too strong emotional fluctuations during her lifetime.

Her family members protected her like a crystal man, and she had few opportunities to go out and meet outsiders.

This also led to the fact that Jiang Suisui regrettably never having a romantic relationship until her death.

And the man in front of her is absolutely her ideal type.

The perfect body coupled with a cool and abstinent expression, the scent of hormones blowing over your face.

Perhaps because she had died before, Jiang Suinshun was now in a very relaxed state of mind. She looked at the man in front of her with relish, admiring the handsome guy and having a lot of fun.

The old lady at the side noticed Jiang Suinsui's gaze. She turned to look at Song Weizheng who had just been dragged in and said, "Mr. Song, what happened? How did our Suinsui fall into the water? By the way, she said she was going to look for you before she left!"

Song Wei Zheng pursed his lips and said calmly: "I don't know either. I passed by the river and saw her suddenly fall in."

What he didn't say was that before Jiang Suinsui fell into the water, she specifically called him, and that's when Song Weizhen noticed her.

After he pulled the drowned and unconscious Jiang Suinsui out of the water, he carried her to Jiang's house and then turned and left. He still had a lot of work to do.

Who knew that after working in the field for a while, he was suddenly dragged over by the neighbor's auntie, who kept muttering as she walked, "The girl from the Jiang family doesn't look well."

Not so good?

Song Wei Zheng looked at Jiang Suinsui who was lying on the bed. Her eyes were sparkling and she was looking at him without blinking.

I can't see what's wrong with it.

After hearing what Song Wei Zheng said, Old Mrs. Jiang looked at Jiang Suinsui with a worried brow, as if she didn't know what to do.

There were murmurs among the crowd: "What happened to Jiang Suisui?"

"He's stupid! His brain got damaged by the water!"

"Oh, tut, tut, how pitiful."

"What should I do? I've become a fool. Will I ever be able to get married?"

"Even if it's nothing, Song Weizheng has seen and touched me so much that I can't get married in the first place!"

"Hey, you said that!"

"What am I saying? You are willing to let your son marry her!"

Song Wei Zheng listened to the discussions behind him, his face gradually becoming darker.

Old Mrs. Jiang seemed to be awakened. She turned to look at the silly and infatuated Jiang Sui Sui, gritted her teeth, then looked up at Song Wei Zheng and said to him, "Mr. Song, you, you have to be responsible for our Sui Sui!"

Song Weizheng frowned: "What is the responsibility?"

Someone beside him quickly interrupted: "You looked at her naked and touched her, so you have to take responsibility, right?"

"That's right, and we all heard what Aunt Jiang said just now. Shunshun was going to look for you, and that's when the accident happened!"

"What did you say happened to cause this trouble? Did you have a fight?"

Song Weizheng said helplessly: "I was just passing by."

Old Mrs. Jiang slapped her thigh and said, "I don't care! Who knows if you bullied my Suisui? You have to be responsible!"

"That's right, the girl always loves to follow you around."

"Oh, when Song Weizheng just brought Shunshun back, Shunshun's clothes were all wet and stuck to his body. I saw everything!"

“Tsk tsk tsk!”

Old Mrs. Jiang stepped forward and grabbed Song Wei Zheng, threatening and tempting him: "Zheng boy, our Jiang family has helped your family a lot, right? Suishun likes to follow you, and she is like this now, you can't just ignore her!"

As she spoke, Old Mrs. Jiang started to cry again.

Song Weizheng frowned: "So what should we do now?"

Old Mrs. Jiang stopped crying immediately. She turned around and asked Jiang Suisui, "Suisui, do you want to marry him?"

Jiang Suinsui was confused. How could a dead person be assigned a marriage?

She looked at the young man in front of her who made her salivate, and thought, although he looks a little poor, it's not impossible!

Jiang Suisui nodded blankly: "Yes!"

Old Mrs. Jiang clapped her hands and said, "Okay! I'll make the decision for you!"

Then she took Song Wei Zheng out, saying that they were going to discuss the marriage, and all the aunts and uncles followed them to join in the fun.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Jiang Suinsui's head, which had been dizzy from the noise, finally gradually regained its clarity.

Song Wei Zheng... fell into the water... Jiang Sui Sui...

She suddenly had an idea: why does this look so much like the novel she had just read some time ago?

Jiang Suisui has been weak since childhood and could only stay at home, so she loves to read all kinds of novels.

Some time ago, she happened to come across an article titled "Reborn in the 1970s: I Want Stable Happiness". This article is still being serialized, with only a dozen chapters updated. She had not originally planned to read it.

As a result, I accidentally saw my name in the profile, and it seemed that I was just a cannon fodder female supporting role.

Jiang Suinsui clicked in out of curiosity.

This novel is about a country girl named Jiang Miaomiao in the 1970s, who gave up her childhood sweetheart Song Weizheng in her previous life and fell in love with Shen Zhiwen, an educated youth who went to the countryside.

In her previous life, Jiang Miaomiao had a secret relationship with Shen Zhiwen. She did farm work for him, washed his clothes, and saved money to buy him food and clothes.

When the college entrance examination was resumed, I spent all my savings to buy him supplementary books for review.

Later, Shen Zhiwen successfully entered university, and before leaving, he promised her that he would come back to find her.

Jiang Miaomiao foolishly believed him, but what she got was that he left and never came back, without even a letter.

Jiang Miaomiao's parents felt that she was old enough and it was time for her to get married.

She was thinking about Shen Zhiwen and refused to give up, so she stole money from home and ran away to the city where Shen Zhiwen studied at university.

After Shen Zhiwen found out that Jiang Miaomiao came to see him, he used sweet words to deceive her, saying that he had no money and no ability to bring her to the city, and he felt sorry for her.

Jiang Miaomiao settled down in the city, working odd jobs here and there and using her wages to support Shen Zhiwen.

After a few years, Jiang Miaomiao was tortured beyond recognition by life and labor.

However, Shen Zhiwen turned his back on his girlfriend and found a girlfriend from a wealthy family at school. They got married quickly after graduation.

He also hired some thugs to intimidate and force Jiang Miaomiao to leave the city.

Jiang Miaomiao has no money, no power, and no looks. She can't find trouble with Shen Zhiwen, and she is too embarrassed to return home.

She wandered around like this, working everywhere. When she got older, she married a man who owned a small restaurant and finally settled down.

One day, when she was bending over and wiping the greasy table in the restaurant with a rag, she suddenly saw her long-lost fellow villager, her childhood sweetheart, Song Weizheng, on the financial column on the small TV.

At this time, Song Wei Zheng has become a business tycoon with a successful career. He no longer looks like the poor country boy he once was.