Weng Xiaohe didn't even blink, as if she really looked down on Lei Mulan.
"What's there to be happy about when you're abandoned by your parents..." she said softly.
"You might be mistaken. Her parents are really doing this for her own good. She has a bad reputation locally, and it will be easier for her to find a husband to bring home when she comes to the capital..." Xiao Cunyu said again.
Lei Mulan was a little excited when he heard this: "Did the ghost mention me?"
But no one answered her.
"That's why I said she was naive. If her parents really loved her, would they let her ruin her reputation? She is so irritable and impulsive, it must be because she was not spoiled at home, so she developed such a character..." After all, Weng Xiaohe is now a ghost, and she is quite paranoid.
"You are wrong again. She has no idea how lucky she is. Her father is a military general. He is not particular about details and does not discipline her much. He indulges her in every way. That's why she has become a little naughty." Xiao Cunyu provoked Weng Xiaohe without any hesitation.
"Yes, my father is very good to me." Lei Mulan nodded.
Weng Xiaohe glanced at Lei Mulan, then remained silent for a while.
"I see."
It turns out that not everyone is like her.
Yesterday she heard those girls talking about their family backgrounds, and saw that Miss Lei's personality was somewhat similar to hers when she was alive. She also heard her say that she was staying with relatives and did not even hide her reputation from others, and she could not help but feel sad in her heart.
I couldn't help but think of everything that happened in my life.
She hadn't intended to harm anyone, but she couldn't control her emotions, nor could she hide the bad luck surrounding her. Over the years, she had followed Ruoqiu in the nunnery, meditating, and she thought she could become an ordinary ghost. Unexpectedly, just seeing someone who looked even slightly like her would make her unable to suppress the pain in her heart...
"Miss Lin said that when you were alive, you had clearly let things go and intended to leave your hometown and live a new life with your husband after getting married. Why did you end up hanging yourself?" Xiao Cunyu asked again.
Weng Xiaohe said calmly: "Because I can't tolerate..."
"I can't bear to be treated as a joke."
"Where do you come from?" Xiao Cunyu felt the hairs on his body stand up when he heard her laugh.
"I've been fighting with my brother since I was young. I've studied hard and learned everything my parents like, but they've never looked me in the eye. They've hurt me countless times, and every time they tell me they're wrong and they'll change when I'm desperate and in pain..."
"I always believed them, but they never did."
"My mother always says she'll make it up to me in the future, but I'm always living in her future. In her present life, she's never really taken me seriously."
"I would rather she never showed me any tenderness, so I wouldn't have to have expectations every time."
"Do you know how it feels to resent your parents?" Weng Xiaohe asked.
Xiao Cunyu didn't know.
She has always been heartless. Her parents died early in this life and were never important to her.
"I know I'm not satisfied. They raised me, which is a huge favor. But I'm just greedy. I want my parents to really love me for once." Weng Xiaohe squatted down with red eyes.
Xiao Cunyu couldn't bring himself to tell her to just stay away.
Parents and children are connected by broken bones and tendons. People with flesh and blood are always obsessed with the warmth drawn by their loved ones, and are deeply trapped in it and unable to move away.
"I'm afraid these are not the reasons why you can't live, right?" Xiao Cunyu felt that he could probably fight someone like Weng Xiaohe for the rest of his life.
It doesn't look like he would give up and run away halfway.
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