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Gazing out the airplane window, she saw a sky of brilliant blue, washed clean by the sun, its golden rays illuminating the clouds. Yet, she was oblivious to this beautiful sight. Her eyes were vacant, staring into the distance, but never settling on any particular point. 。Yè Cuì's heart was heavy, she was about to return to that home. How could she face her husband who had already changed his heart, the five-month old child with another woman... and the impending divorce? "Both my parents have passed away, even if I divorced myself, they wouldn't worry anymore" 。Looking at the photos of her parents on her phone, Ye Cui couldn't help but smile with tears in her eyes. 。Because there were no children, the marriage came to an end. And because there were no children, it was possible to leave without any worries. 。Divorce, maybe it's a relief, Ye Cui sighed thinking, there will be no one relentlessly urging her to have children anymore, although that was something she also desperately wanted to do. 。Ye Cu suddenly felt dizzy, amidst the shouts of the crowd, Ye Cu seemed to understand what had happened to her. 。Her eyes were wide open, and she sat straight, looking at the chaotic scene before her, listening to the countless cries around her. All Ye Cui could think was, perhaps this was for the best. 。The night was cool as water, and a dusty carriage sped along the mountain road. The carriage was moving at an incredible speed, despite the rough and bumpy terrain. The people inside showed no signs of wanting to slow down. 。"Hurry up, hurry up! Don't die in that cart, it's bad luck!" A shrewish old woman glared at the driver urging his horse forward, her face a picture of impatience. 。Having said that, he turned his head to look at the ashen-faced girl in the carriage and involuntarily shivered. 。"You, you always have so much to do. I said just throw it down the mountain, but you had to bury it in the mountains! What's the point of keeping it whole anyway!" The woman with a fierce expression on her face gritted her teeth and glared at the other yellow-faced woman beside her, her words full of resentment. 。"Sister Rong, what we are doing is going against our morals. This involves taking lives! If we don't leave anyone alive, it would be too cruel." 。“That yellow-faced woman frowned and couldn't help but turn her head to look at the boy who had turned pale. " 。That boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, the most beautiful time for a young man. He was handsome and well-proportioned, wearing a thin cotton tunic and a stylish hairstyle with some gold and silver ornaments on his head. It seemed his family was quite wealthy. 。"It looks like she was a good girl, unfortunately, she attracted the wrong kind of people and ended up with such a tragic fate." 。“The old woman’s heart sank. In just a short while, the young man's face had become even paler and more sickly. His features were filled with lifelessness; he was clearly losing more breath than he was taking in, and soon... it wouldn’t be long.” 。"“What kind of ruthlessness are you talking about? If you can't get anything done, then you'll know what real ruthlessness is!” The fierce-looking woman snorted and looked out the carriage window. She let out a distant howl, sounding surprised, "Well, it seems like it's been raining for so long now. Don't go wandering into those mountains anymore. Let's just find a place to bury him and be done with it." " 。"Alright!" The yellow-faced woman looked at the barely alive figure on the carriage and sighed, addressing her, "Ye Cuier, don't blame us. It's your fault for stirring up trouble with people you shouldn't have." 。Go well, your attire. We'll keep it for you and bury you properly. This will finally end our entanglement. 。"The shrew, while talking to the young man, quickly removed all the gold and silver ornaments from her head with her hands and feet. She used quite a bit of force and even pulled out several strands of hair." 。“You still??rate ciai chu? y轄模?camel m?Sang?3 low 3 dan bENG ku?he luo huan na pao xiong?blow pouring qing?zi I yuan xi?en zhu you qiang ping chen chao you zhi chi neng fei lan chou hua xuang? Ying lian mu Y?约 he bin miao nan”? The woman with a cross face turned her head to look outside. Seeing a depression ahead, she immediately stopped the carriage and told the coachman to dig a pit. She then ordered the coachman to carry Ye Cui'er's child out of the carriage and throw him into the pit. 。"Hurry up and bury it, then let's get out of here!" Perhaps because she had done something wrong, the woman's voice trembled. She didn't care if the child who was thrown into the pit was already dead. 。A howl echoed through the air. It came from somewhere unknown, startling the already uneasy trio so badly that their limbs trembled uncontrollably. Even the horses pulling the carriage began to stir nervously. 。"Oh my god, there's a wolf! Let's go, let's go, what are we still burying for? Are we looking to die!" That shrew of a woman, hearing the howl, was so scared her guts churned. She didn't care what happened to the child in the pit anymore. She scrambled onto the cart and ran away. 。When someone feels guilty, their limbs become clumsy. The midwife, in her nervousness, tripped and fell flat on her face, dropping the bundle she carried. But she didn't even care about the pain or picking up the fallen bag; she dashed to the carriage, climbed in, and urged them to leave immediately. 。But in the blink of an eye, the carriage had sped far away. In the half-buried pit, a hand slowly reached up from the darkness. The night was bleak, making the scene eerie. 。"Uh...help...is anyone there..." Ye Cui only felt a sharp pain in her head, and her memory stopped at the moment when everyone on the plane was panicked. So as soon as she woke up, she started calling for help. 。"What's wrong with me?" Ye Cui saw her child buried half by the soil, she hurriedly crawled out of the soil, radiating the cold moon, occasional wolf howls and a person who should have been dead crawling out from the grave, this scene, it can be said to be more bizarre than words can describe. 。"Wolves?" Ye Cuier jumped in fright after hearing the wolf howl. Her heart pounded, and she wanted to run forward but took only two steps before feeling dizzy. She struggled to stand steady and realized her whole head hurt, especially at the back of her skull, a throbbing pain that was unbearable. 。"Did I fall out of a plane?" Ye Cui touched the back of her head, where there was a big bump. That must be why she had such a headache. 。“I hit my head, I don't know if I have a concussion…” Ye Cui suddenly opened her eyes wide, staring incredulously at her hands. To her surprise, she found that her clothes had changed. The crisp, professional suit had somehow turned into a red dress of ancient style, and her hands seemed to be much slimmer, like they were when she was in her teens. 。"What's going on? Did I travel through time?" Ye Cui chuckled at herself, feeling like she was dreaming. She placed her slender hand in front of her eyes and examined it carefully. Being young is really great. 。Suddenly, Ye Cui felt a sharp pain in her head, almost making her faint. When the pain subsided, Ye Cui's consciousness gradually returned. She quickly realized that there were many things in her mind that she had never experienced before. 。For example, Ye Cuier herself is the daughter of a teahouse owner. Another example is that she was harmed by someone, but she doesn't know who did it. Besides these things, many things about Ye Cuier are vague, such as where her home is, and what her parents are like—she has no idea about these things. 。There was only one thing left in her mind, a limitless hatred before death, the unwillingness to be deprived of life, deeply imprinted in Ye Cui's brain, "Revenge... revenge... I want revenge!" Ye Cui felt a young voice echoing in her mind for a long time, full of resentment. 。"Heaven…" Ye Cui only felt that her decades of cognition had been overturned. As an excellent new generation white-collar worker, she was a staunch atheist, but at this time, the voice of Ye Cuier in her mind made Ye Cui have to admit that she seemed… maybe… just like what was written in the novel, she might have crossed over. 。"“I… what should I do?” Ye Cu murmured to herself, she didn't know what reason possessed this child. The original owner’s consciousness was still there, did this count as… reincarnation? “Revenge… revenge… I'm already dead, avenge me, and the child will be yours!” The original Ye Cui'er was heartbroken, after saying this, she choked up and cried, calling out for her parents " 。"Revenge? But I don't know who your enemy is..." Yè Cuì's mind was in a fog. Her long-term work habits made her instinctively find the key point of the problem. To seek revenge, one naturally has to know who their enemy is. 。""I don't know... I don't know..." The original owner cried even harder, "I have to leave, remember to help me get revenge..." "Hey, if I can't find the enemy, where am I supposed to get revenge for you!" Ye Cui said anxiously, but she found that there was no one speaking in her mind anymore " 。"Is it gone?" Ye Cui murmured to herself. A gust of wind blew, sending a chill down her spine. 。New story uploaded~ It's still a warm and cozy farming story, |
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