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A stroke of fate must have brought the three of them back together to continue what was left unfinished.
But Shao Cixin couldn’t think about that at this moment.
She still didn’t know if Wen Zhihan had really been reborn.
And now she didn’t dare to think about how long Wen Zhihan had liked her.
She was afraid that, because of Wen Zhihan’s love for her, her car accident had haunted Wen Zhihan in their previous life.
She didn’t want to see Wen Zhihan suffer this pain alone. She couldn’t…
She quietly raised her hand and placed it on Wen Zhihan’s waist, her fingertips trembling slightly as she squeezed the corner of Wen Zhihan’s clothes.
“Tell me, is it true…”
Wen Zhihan, my Wen Zhihan.
How much have you suffered because of me?
I’ve failed you, I’m sorry…
The question fell like a pebble falling into a quiet lake, causing endless waves to erupt in Wen Zhihan’s still heart.
Any composure and calmness that remained were completely crushed at this moment.
—Her Cixin was also reborn.
—Her Cixin was reborn.
Her Cixin, who died in a car accident, had woken up again in this world and restarted her previously unfinished journey.
At this moment, the gratitude in her heart outstripped her surprise.
Fortunately, Shao Cixin was still alive. Very much alive…
Nothing in the world could make her happier than this.
“Wen Zhihan…” She heard Shao Cixin quietly and urgently calling into her ear.
She knew that she could no longer hide from her. “It is.”
She provided a simple and shocking answer.
Even though Shao Cixin was mentally prepared, she couldn’t help but widen her eyes in surprise.
Fate played tricks on people…
She saw Wen Zhihan’s red eyes and the tears on her face.
It was the first time Shao Cixin had ever seen her in such disarray—and it was because of her.
Wen Zhihan lowered her eyes to hide her current state of mind and said in an apologetic voice, “I’m sorry.”
The death of the person before her had left an indelible mark on her heart, making her fearful of its inevitability, afraid that history would repeat itself and that she would lose her again.
This was the one thing she regretted the most—not protecting her loved one in her previous life.
There was so much commotion around them that no one could hear what they said.
But eyes still sometimes roamed over them.
It was not a good place to talk.
“Let’s discuss it when we get back,” Wen Zhihan said.
Shao Cixin stared at her.
Then she saw Wen Zhihan frowning slightly, her usually calm expression showing a hint of vulnerability.
Only then did she realize that the person in front of her was not invincible. She had weaknesses of her own.
“Okay,” Shao Cixin said softly, “Let’s go back and talk.”
Rong Ya helped Shao Cixin move all her luggage into Wen Zhihan’s car.
After finishing, Rong Ya looked at Wen Zhihan and saw that she was wearing sunglasses. She easily recognized the pair of sunglasses as Shao Cixin’s.
Shao Cixin had just been wearing them today.
Rong Ya understood something.
She smiled politely and stretched out her hand toward Wen Zhihan. “Thank you, President Wen, for coming all the way to pick up Cixin. We’ll leave first without disturbing you.”
Wen Zhihan gently shook Rong Ya’s hand. There was no emotion in her voice as she replied, “Hm.”
Shao Cixin knew that Wen Zhihan was not in the mood to deal with anyone else right now, so she hurriedly urged Rong Ya to leave.
Then she pressed on Wen Zhihan’s hand, which was opening the driver’s door.
Their eyes met across a pair of sunglasses.
After Shao Cixin was silent for a moment, she mustered up the courage to speak—
“I’ll drive.”
Although she hadn’t gotten behind the wheel in a long time, the memory of driving was still engraved in her DNA.
Furthermore, Wen Zhihan’s current state of mind was not good, just like Shao Cixin’s had been in her previous life. Driving in such conditions was very dangerous.
After thinking about it, Shao Cixin came to the conclusion that she should be the one to drive.
“I’ll drive,” she repeated softly. She was telling Wen Zhihan, but she was also telling herself.
Wen Zhihan took off her sunglasses and looked into her eyes.
“Cixin, don’t force yourself.”
Seeing Wen Zhihan’s reddened eyes, Shao Cixin became more determined in her decision. “I’m not forcing myself. I can drive.”
She didn’t want to force herself either.
But for Wen Zhihan’s sake, she would drive well and return them both home safely.
And so she did.
Not only were her driving skills still proficient, but she was even more attentive than before. She didn’t allow herself to relax until she finally drove Wen Zhihan’s car smoothly into their community’s underground parking lot.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Her fingers stopped on the steering wheel and lightly stroked the leather.
She seemed to have overcome a difficulty in her heart—for Wen Zhihan.
At this moment, she realized why Wen Zhihan had been so curious about her reason for not driving in the past. It hadn’t been curiosity, but confirmation.
Wen Zhihan was looking for confirmation about whether Shao Cixin had been blessed by the heavens like her and received the same fate as her.
It was just that Shao Cixin repeatedly avoided the topic, until today, when the truth was abruptly revealed. Along with Wen Zhihan’s steady love for her, which spanned not one but two lifetimes.
Shao Cixin slowly turned her head to look at the person next to her in the passenger seat.
When their eyes met, she suddenly experienced a stroke of sadness, and she unconsciously avoided Wen Zhihan’s gaze.
She should be happy about this confirmation, but at this moment she didn’t know what to do…
Shao Cixin’s evasive action read like a rejection to Wen Zhihan.
She was slightly startled, but then she lowered her eyes and looked away, feeling depressed.
While they were on the road, she couldn’t help but constantly look at the person in the driver’s seat. She tried to see through Shao Cixin’s chest into her heart, to try to find if her name, Wen Zhihan, was printed there.
But she couldn’t find the right pieces.
She still didn’t know whether Shao Cixin liked her or not…
She probably didn’t like her…
They opened their doors, left the car behind them, and went home.
Their path was marked by silence, and the air felt inexplicably wrong.
Shao Cixin was afraid of moods like this, like the calm before a storm, or a prelude to a breakup.
As she opened the door to their home, she said softly, “Let’s say something first…”
She turned to look at Wen Zhihan.
Wen Zhihan saw a fraction of sadness in Shao Cixin’s expression.
The tips of her fingers twitched, but in the end, she did nothing.
She wanted to selfishly kiss Shao Cixin. She felt the urge to make use of their agreement like before and continue to be intimate with Shao Cixin, despicably plundering her for her desires.
But starting from tonight, their agreement was invalid. Wen Zhihan had lost its power, and the two of them had to keep their distance from each other again.
She pulled Shao Cixin’s luggage with one hand and cautiously held Shao Cixin’s waist with the other.
She said softly, “Let’s go in. Don’t you have something to ask me?
“Tonight, I will tell you whatever you want to know. Without reservation.”
Wen Zhihan had no intention of hiding her feelings.
But unexpectedly, she ended up confessing more tonight than she originally believed possible.
Shao Cixin obediently walked into the house. When she looked up, she saw a piece of white paper on the coffee table in the living room.
She didn’t pay attention to it. She put her luggage aside and turned to look at Wen Zhihan.
Wen Zhihan thought that Shao Cixin was ready to leave at any time, so she prepared herself in her heart and pushed the other suitcase over to the rest of Shao Cixin’s luggage.
At this point, she no longer had the qualifications to keep Shao Cixin with her.
Who made Shao Cixin dislike her[1]?
Shao Cixin wasn’t thinking as much as Wen Zhihan.
Her attention was now completely on Wen Zhihan.
There were so many things she wanted to know.
She wanted to know everything about Wen Zhihan.
She had to think carefully about where to start asking.
Seeing that the tip of Shao Cixin’s nose was red from the cold, Wen Zhihan didn’t have any intention of speaking for the time being. She went to the kitchen to pour Shao Cixin a glass of warm water.
Shao Cixin took the mug. As the warmth of the water spread into the palm of her hands, she suddenly had an idea.
She went to pour another glass of warm water for Wen Zhihan
Then she began slowly, “Wen Zhihan, have you liked me for a long time?”
Wen Zhihan did not deny it.
Shao Cixin asked, “When did it start?”
Wen Zhihan answered, “High school.”
Shao Cixin was dumbfounded.
High school?!
Then Wen Zhihan had secretly been in love with her for so many years!
But then she became confused. “Since you like me, why did you let me marry Wen Yu in our previous life?
“Shouldn’t you ask me to marry you instead?”
Wen Zhihan’s lips curled, her smile bitter.
“Because you didn’t like me, and I wanted you to be happy.”
Why wouldn’t she want it to be herself who Shao Cixin was marrying?
It was obvious that she liked Shao Cixin more than anyone else, and she even liked her before Wen Yu.
But love was always like this. Unreasonable and illogical, with no regard for timing.
Shao Cixin liked Wen Yu, not her.
She, Wen Zhihan, was not the female lead in Shao Cixin’s life, and she didn’t want Shao Cixin to develop a feeling of hatred for her.
But she had been wrong.
Wen Yu didn’t love Shao Cixin like Wen Zhihan believed.
Wen Yu failed her precious Shao Cixin—she killed her Cixin.
At that time, when she rushed to the scene of the car accident and saw the person lying on a mobile stretcher with her eyes closed and her face covered in blood, all of her thought processes fizzled out.
She walked forward blankly and took the person’s hand.
Her hand was too cold—shockingly cold—there was no warmth at all.
Wen Zhihan couldn’t believe it. She leaned down carefully and shouted, “Cixin…”
But no one answered.
She began to feel fearful, uneasy, and hopeless.
Her hands were covered in blood, but there was no warmth to them at all.
All the signs pointed to Shao Cixin’s death, which made Wen Zhihan feel unbearable pain, as if she had been shattered into pieces and was falling into an abyss.
She began to blame herself, to hate herself for pushing Shao Cixin in the direction of that human scumbag, Wen Yu.
She began to resent Wen Yu, condemning her for not properly playing the role of a wife, and their relationship deteriorated.
In reality, she knew in her heart that the culprit was the drunk driver, but she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t help but hate Wen Yu, and she couldn’t help but think that…
If she could start her life over, she would never let Wen Yu lay a finger on Shao Cixin again!
It was probably because the heavens pitied her that she received the opportunity to be reborn after Shao Cixin’s death.
When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the age before everything went wrong.
This time, she finally mustered up the courage to walk up to Shao Cixin.
She wanted to see her.
So she took the initiative to attend the premiere of Red Lotus, a movie that starred Shao Cixin. She had never attended this premiere in her previous life.
There, she saw a living and breathing Shao Cixin, a Shao Cixin who had not yet been let down or tortured by her emotions.
Wen Zhihan didn’t know how much strength she used to restrain herself from running over and taking her into her arms.
She was grateful to the heavens for this chance to be reunited.
She still wanted to help her.
So she planned to follow the same pattern as before and make another marriage proposal.
But this time, the marriage partner would be her.
From the moment she made this decision, Wen Zhihan knew that her love was despicable. She was trying to obtain Shao Cixin by any means necessary.
But even if she couldn’t win Shao Cixin’s heart, she could still protect her under her wings and prevent her from getting hurt again.
She could no longer bear the feeling of losing Shao Cixin…
But what surprised her was that Shao Cixin took the initiative to propose instead.
She said that she and Wen Yu had broken up.
She said that Wen Yu was not good to her, and that she did not have her in her heart.
She had been so wronged that her tale made people feel inexplicably sad.
Wen Zhihan already knew this. She knew everything.
But she couldn’t show it too obviously, so she only replied calmly, “It’s her fault.”
It was Wen Yu who was short-sighted, Wen Yu who was not worthy of her Cixin’s love.
Please don’t like her anymore, don’t get hurt anymore…
So when Shao Cixin proposed to marry her, Wen Zhihan got exactly what she wanted, and she agreed without hesitation.
At this moment, she became greedy.
She wanted to steal more from Shao Cixin—she wanted to have her heart.
It wasn’t like she didn’t give Shao Cixin a way out.
The first time she went back with Shao Cixin to the Shao residence to meet Shao Cixin’s parents, she told her, “You still have a chance to regret it.”
At that time, as long as Shao Cixin said she regretted it, Wen Zhihan would retreat again, returning to the darkness and hiding her despicable and cowardly love.
As long as Shao Cixin said those words, Wen Zhihan would never push any further.
She respected every decision Shao Cixin made.
But Shao Cixin had no such thoughts. She even said—
“I don’t regret marrying you.”
This sentence left a deep impression on Wen Zhihan, and her selfish heart could no longer be controlled.
—She felt like she was different to Shao Cixin, and she wanted to become even more different.
And because she felt guilty for what happened to Shao Cixin, she tried her best to help Shao Cixin throughout her life, including providing a trustworthy assistant.
She wanted to make it up to Shao Cixin, and she wanted to treat her well, but she was also afraid that Shao Cixin would be bullied outside when she wasn’t present and wouldn’t tell her if such a thing happened.
This was the meaning of Lin Mumu’s existence. Both to help Shao Cixin, and to help her.
Later on, Shao Cixin also gave Wen Zhihan many opportunities to further progress their relationship.
Such as showing affection in front of their parents, and showing affection in front of the camera.
Wen Zhihan missed no opportunities to interact intimately with Shao Cixin in ways that she could never have imagined before.
She knew she was despicable, so she never recognized it when Shao Cixin complimented her on her kindness.
She was not good at all.
She didn’t dare to love openly, and she even plotted to steal Shao Cixin’s love, trying to make Shao Cixin fall in love with her little by little.
She was never as good as Shao Cixin thought…
Today, the paper window had been completely torn off its hinges, and she could no longer keep any secrets from Shao Cixin.
It was liberating, and it might also become her final farewell.
After Wen Zhihan finished speaking, she looked down at the warm water in her hands, her tone full of guilt and self-blame.
“I’m sorry, Cixin. I thought that the two of you were in love, and I believed that Wen Yu could love you, be kind to you, and give you the happiness you wanted.
“I thought I was fulfilling your needs and helping you…”
If she had known that Wen Yu was two-faced.
If she had just known earlier…
It was all her fault. The truth was, she killed Shao Cixin with her own hands.
“I’m sorry, Cixin.”
She apologized again. She could only apologize.
“I have explained everything clearly to you. I violated the original agreement, so I will let you handle it.
“Our agreement is on the table. It’s up to you to deal with it how you wish. No matter how you want to deal with it, I’ll have no complaints.”
She slowly raised her gaze to look into Shao Cixin’s eyes again.
After a while, she smiled softly, her eyes so vulnerable that it made others feel distressed.
“Cixin, thank you for helping me. You have been with me for so long. I’m already very satisfied.”
If Shao Cixin hadn’t been willing, Wen Zhihan wouldn’t have been able to become her wife.
This was enough. It was enough to experience life as Shao Cixin’s wife for more than a year.
They had experienced everything besides love, and her secret dreams and feelings were already fulfilled.
Shao Cixin remained silent throughout Wen Zhihan’s confession. She did not interrupt it at any point, only frowning when Wen Zhihan apologized to her and thanked her.
She didn’t want to hear these last two sentences.
She didn’t want to hear Wen Zhihan say these two sentences in this situation.
What did Wen Zhihan do wrong?
Wen Zhihan did nothing wrong.
No one could blame Wen Zhihan, let alone pin the responsibility on her for Shao Cixin’s unhappy marriage and car accident.
Not even Shao Cixin herself.
Shao Cixin felt that she needed to do something.
Wen Zhihan watched Shao Cixin suddenly turn around and go back to the living room.
After a while, Shao Cixin returned to her with the two copies of their agreement.
“Wen Zhihan, you said that I could handle it as I pleased, right?”
“Yes.”
“You will never regret it?”
“I will never regret it.”
“Good.”
Then Shao Cixin tore up the two agreements in front of Wen Zhihan.
Wen Zhihan was stunned.
Shao Cixin felt that this was not enough, so she burned the torn paper in a fire and threw them into the trash can without leaving a single strip of paper behind, as if willing these shackles to disappear between them.
Shao Cixin raised her gaze and stared into Wen Zhihan’s eyes, her tone deathly serious.
“Wen Zhihan, you only know how much you like me, but you don’t know how much I like you, so I won’t allow you to be satisfied so easily.”
Wen Zhihan’s thoughts faltered.
She said she…liked me?
Shao Cixin thought about all the years Wen Zhihan must have endured alone, and she thought about how Wen Zhihan must have suffered so many days and nights because of her death. She suddenly felt heartbroken for Wen Zhihan, and her gaze blurred.
She rubbed her eyes with her sleeves and looked at the person she loved in front of her intently. She no longer accepted any doubts and boldly confessed—
“Wen Zhihan, I like you, I like you very much, I like you more than you think. I like you so much that I wanted to tear up those agreements a long time ago and say that I will stay by your side for the rest of my life.
“I’m really happy to know that you like me too, but I am also sad to know that you bore so much alone. I don’t think it’s your fault. I think you’re really good. You’ve done nothing wrong, and I won’t allow you to blame yourself.
“It was me who was wrong…Wen Zhihan, I really regret not being able to like you earlier, and not being able to respond to your feelings earlier, making the same mistakes over and over again.
“Fortunately, we still have time.”
Everything Wen Zhihan did was for her.
She only liked her. She liked her so much.
In front of such sincere love, what reason did Shao Cixin have to refuse?
She wiped the tears from her eyes and stretched out her hand. Her expression became solemn, as if she was taking an oath at a wedding.
“Miss Wen, would you like to be my Mrs. Shao?
“The kind of wife that has more to do with feelings and less to do with agreements.”
Wen Zhihan slowly recovered from her shock as her eyes fell on Shao Cixin’s hand. The corners of her lips curved slightly, and the lines between her brows melted away.
She took the hand and carefully pulled the person she cherished into a hug, embracing her tightly.
“I’m very willing. I couldn’t ask for more.”
The author (热到昏厥) has something to say:
Our Senior Sister finally achieved her wish!
From today onward, Cixin will be her one and only puppy!
If you don’t pay, you won’t be able to see it, ah!
There aren’t even many chances to pay left, the story is almost finished!
You guys definitely won’t come back to see what happens after this. I understand you villains too well QAQ…
You aren’t interested in reading after the main leads finally get together wuwu….
The translator (AmEricaNo) has something to say:
Haha, is it true? 👀
[1] “Who made Shao Cixin dislike her” or “谁让邵慈心不喜欢她呢?” sounds a lot more aggressive in English. In Chinese, it reads like Wen Zhihan is contemplating who “up there” has created a Shao Cixin who was fated to never like her, which is as angsty and sad as it sounds. Poor Wen Zhihan.
Finalllyyyyyyyy