Chapter 538 - 467: What Do You Want to Do?
Chapter 538: Chapter 467: What Do You Want to Do?
"Liu’er, don’t be so willful!"
Bai Junfan chased after her and caught Yang Liu’er in the courtyard. The houses in this area were packed tightly together, their yards practically connected. Worried the neighbors might hear, they both deliberately kept their voices down despite the argument. Yang Liu’er had hardened her heart and was determined to leave, struggling with all her might. Bai Junfan was afraid of using too much force and hurting her, which would only make her more resentful. He also feared that if neighbors realized they were fighting, it would attract a crowd. So, he gave in to her pulling, and they stumbled out of the courtyard gate together. He pretended he was just walking her to her car, which would also give him a chance to explain a few more things.
Back in the house, Tang Yaxuan climbed off the messy, disheveled bed.
She raised her hand a couple of times but didn’t dare touch her head. Bai Junfan had guessed right—she was genuinely injured. Such a hard glass bottle had smashed against her head with a CRACK and shattered instantly. The pain had been so intense she’d almost passed out. It would have been a miracle if it hadn’t bled. To this day, she still believed that half of the red, ink-like liquid that had trickled down her head was mixed with her own blood.
Tang Yaxuan sucked in a sharp breath, enduring the throbbing pain from her wound and a slight dizziness. She slowly walked to the living room sofa and sat down, straining to hear the low voices of the two in the courtyard. Then, the gate slammed shut with a CLANG, and all sound vanished. She waited for a long time, but Bai Junfan didn’t come back into the house. He must have left with Yang Liu’er.
Tang Yaxuan couldn’t help but feel a little scared. ’Did Brother Junfan abandon me? This injury is on my head. If I don’t get to a hospital soon, what if I become an idiot?’
But it was obvious she hadn’t become an idiot yet. On the contrary, sitting alone and in silence in this comfortable room, her mind seemed to be working more nimbly than ever.
Her memory wasn’t bad. She remembered every single word Yang Liu’er had said in this house this morning, as long as it had reached her ears.
Yang Liu’er had spoken of a "past life" and "this life and the last." At first, Tang Yaxuan was confused and couldn’t make sense of it. But she loved and was more than willing to believe the words Yang Liu’er had told Bai Junfan: "Tang Yaxuan was your beloved little wife in your past life"!
’It means I was married to Bai Junfan in my past life!’
Tang Yaxuan was so excited she clasped her hands over her chest as if in prayer. ’If that’s true, then I really have to thank God and Buddha!’
Judging by Yang Liu’er’s intense jealousy, it was obvious she coveted Brother Junfan too. If she hadn’t really had such a dream, she would never have said it out loud. But she did say it, plain as day, so it had to be true!
And she herself often had the same dream. A dream filled with blooming flowers and glittering jewels, where everything felt so real. A lavish, magnificent wedding was underway, and she was the main character, the beautiful bride. The groom, tall and upright in a handsome, well-fitting military uniform, was dashing and noble. He held her hand tightly as they walked toward a brilliantly lit high platform. Because she was wearing a veil, Tang Yaxuan couldn’t see his face clearly. She could only feel his love through their clasped hands and sense his deep, scorching gaze... For a time, she had thought that man was Gu Shaojun. But after seeing how cold and heartless Gu Shaojun was to her because of Mo Xiaoman, Tang Yaxuan was heartbroken and resentful. Unable to get close to or even see Gu Shaojun again, her feelings for him eventually faded. And yet, the dream continued to appear frequently, which she had found strange. Now, she finally understood: ’Her groom was Brother Junfan all along!’
Tang Yaxuan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, a sweet smile spreading across her face. ’No wonder I felt Brother Junfan was so warm and familiar when we first met, as if I’d known him for a long, long time. So, it turns out Brother Junfan is my true love, my husband!’
’Even if it was in a past life, it was still a past life that belonged to the two of them!’
Tang Yaxuan didn’t find the idea of past and future lives strange at all. She understood it all, and she could completely accept and believe it. No matter what others thought, she was special, different from everyone else. She definitely had past and present lives!
She had once been "sent down to the countryside" with Wu Xiaowen, spending her time in rural towns and villages. She and her playmates would gather around the village elders and listen to countless folk tales. She automatically ignored the parts about karmic cycles and retribution for good and evil, focusing all her attention on the concept that "people could die and be reborn, that life goes on and on." Even as a child, she was convinced that in her past life, she had been a princess, a noble lady, or even an Empress, someone high above everyone else. Perhaps she had even been an omnipotent goddess!
Therefore, that recurring dream was her treasured secret. Every night before sleep, she would pray for the beautiful dream to come again. In the dream, she was a stunning, radiant bride, and her groom was heroic and handsome. He protected her, cherished her, and held her hand as they walked through clusters of magnificent flowers, admired by all and showered with countless blessings... How perfect, how blissful!