She lifted her head to look at Yan Chu, clearly drunk, and wobbled as she held up a finger, "I... I have killed a baby once before... Despite dying so tragically myself, why can't I ever learn..."
Yan Chu was startled at her words and then realized what she was saying. He quickly grabbed her hand, "Weiwei... What are you talking about?"
The disbelief shone in his eyes—had she said, died tragically?
"I... I said I've died once..."
Luo Qiangwei tilted her face up, her eyes misting with tears, her voice pressed very low, laughing softly, "Do you know? In my past life, the baby and I both died... He never came to see me, not even once. I lay on the ground in so much pain, blood was everywhere, and the baby was covered in blood too... I... I've been reborn..."
Yan Chu trembled all over, the amber of his eyes deepening with shock as he bent down to cup her face, "Weiwei, you say you've... been reborn?"
What does rebirth mean, to die and then... to return to the time before death?
