Lin Xiaowan poked Huo Zheng teasingly. Of course, she could not really poke him and only pretended to. She said, "Why do you look like you're going to die?"
After saying that, she hurriedly said, "No, no, I'm not cursing you to die. You have to live well."
…
On the morning of the third day, Huo Zheng rose to his feet unsteadily. Perhaps it was because he had been sitting for too long.
Lin Xiaowan said anxiously, "Be careful! What if you faint? No one will know if you faint, and I won't be able to call for help!"
Huo Zheng paused for a moment before he slowly walked forward.
Lin Xiaowan continued to chatter next to him.
"Why don't you eat? You have to take care of your body. Don't make things difficult for yourself."
Since Huo Zheng could not hear her, there was naturally no response.
Lin Xiaowan pouted. "I hate it when you don't say anything."
"Also, what's the point of hiding things from me? Don't you think I'm unworthy of your trust? I…"
Lin Xiaowan stopped speaking abruptly. Her eyes widened as she stared at Huo Zheng with her mouth agape.
Huo Zheng had leaned over and kissed the person in the coffin.
"Are you crazy, Huo Zheng? How dare you kiss a dead person?" Lin Xiaowan looked at him in disbelief.
Huo Zheng pushed the white cloth aside and tidied her hair and clothes. Then, he held her hands and carefully trimmed her nails.
Soon, Lin Xiaowan was distracted. She noticed that the her lying in the coffin only had long black hair. Her hair now only passed her shoulder. With this, she was almost certain that the person lying there was her from her previous life after being hit by a car.
Lin Xiaowan was terrified. She did not know what was going on. Did she imagine her rebirth to the time before their marriage? Did she truly die after being hit by the car?
…
Later on, Lin Xiaowan found that she could not leave Huo Zheng's side at all. She followed him wherever he went, voluntarily and involuntarily. It was quite strange to see her body turn into ashes kept in a small urn with her own eyes.
Lin Xiaowan followed Huo Zheng to the columbarium. She furrowed her brows slightly when she saw the urn being placed in the columbarium. She had forgotten to tell Huo Zheng that she wanted her ashes to be scattered in the wind. How good would it be to be free?
She took another look at the columbarium. It was spacious and luxurious. When she thought about how Huo Zheng's ashes would also be placed here, she sighed inwardly and thought to herself, 'I guess it's fine for me to wait for him here. At least, he won't be too lonely when the time comes…'
…
Initially, Lin Xiaowan thought that she would disappear now that the funeral rites were over, but she did not. She was still tied to Huo Zheng.
A few days later, Song Zhiyi appeared at the Huo family house. She was in a sorry state; her hair was disheveled, her face was haggards, and her clothes were torn. She was forced to kneel at the entrance of the house by the bodyguards of the Huo family.
Huo Zheng did not look at Song Zhiyi as he removed his clothes, revealing a gray scarf.
The scarf was the anniversary present that Lin Xiaowan wanted to give Huo Zheng. She was still a few stitches away from completing it. Alas, she died before she had a chance to finish it.
Lin Xiaowan was a little worried about Huo Zheng. She had been by his side over the past few days, and she saw that he barely ate and slept. He would lie in bed for a short while before he woke up again. Then, he would sit on the balcony and silently smoke cigarette after cigarette. He could smoke up to a few packs of cigarettes a night. In the past, he used to smoke occasionally, but he took the initiative to quit after he discovered Lin Xiaowan's strange habit of smelling cigarette smoke.
Lin Xiaowan did not like seeing him like that. She put her hands on her hips and reprimanded him fiercely. Alas, he could not hear at all.
At this moment, Huo Zheng walked over to Song Zhiyi and looked down at her as he said expressionlessly, "I don't hit women."
Song Zhiyi was terrified. Her face was ashen as she begged, "I know my mistake, Huo Zheng. I really know my mistake! I beg you, let me go! Let me go, Huo Zheng, for old times' sake. We were…"
Before Song Zhiyi finished speaking, Huo Zheng suddenly grabbed her neck and said in a low and sinister voice, "If you dare to mention the past, I'll end you immediately. I could overlook the fact that you tried to threaten the Huo family, but you actually dared to plot against her!"
Song Zhiyi was restrained by the bodyguards and could not struggle at all. The veins on his arm bulged as her face turned red and purple. Her eyes looked as though they were going to pop out of their sockets. She was about to be strangled to death.
Upon seeing this, the butler stepped forward and said, "Second Young Master, I'm sure Madam wouldn't want to see you like this."
Huo Zheng sobered up immediately. He quickly let go of Song Zhiyi as though he had been electrocuted and took a few steps back.
Lin Xiaowan, who was watching from the side, was speechless when she heard the butler's words.
'What would you know about what I want? I'm already dead. What do you know about what I want?'
Lin Xiaowan was also confused. Was Song Zhiyi not Huo Zheng's first love? Why was he so ruthless to Song Zhiyi? What did she miss? Why did the plot develop so differently from what she had imagined?
Apart from confusion, there was also shock. Based on Huo Zheng and Song Zhiyi's conversation, it was clear that Song Zhiyu played a part in her death. It was not an accident. It was likely that Song Zhiyi had hired someone to hit her with a car.
Lin Xiaowan was furious. She had been slightly confused when she was hit by a car previously. The light had been green when she first crossed the zebra crossing. At that time, she only attributed it to her bad luck and resigned herself to her fate. Who knew it was all orchestrated?
Spurred by her anger, Lin Xiaowan rushed toward Song Zhiyi. She wanted to punch Song Zhiyi. However, she had only taken two steps when her vision suddenly blurred. She heard a loud clang before everything turned dark.
…
A slightly hoarse voice rang in the darkness.
"Baby, it's snowing today."
Lin Xiaowan's anger returned.
'Huo Zheng, who the f*ck are you calling 'baby'? I've never heard you speak to me so gently! Ah, I'm so angry!'
Lin Xiaowan struggled to open her eyes. As soon as she opened her eyes, she was greeted with a face with stubbles. The other party looked at her in surprise.
Lin Xiaowan's anger erupted, and she shouted, "Scumbag!"
Lin Xiaowan thought she had shouted rather loudly, but the truth was she sounded very weak. It took her a lot of effort just to open her eyes earlier.
Nonetheless, the room was very quiet so there was no doubt Huo Zheng had heard her. He froze for a moment, looking at her blankly. Then, he stiffly called the doctor over to check on her.
After the examination was completed, Lin Xiaowan felt more awake. She leaned against the pillow and stared into space, doubting her life.
'Did I unlock a new scenario? Am I dead or alive?'