Translated by Serena Love

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Chapter 143: Bonus Chapter - Past Life (2)

On the way out of the hospital to buy breakfast for Zhao Lanxiang, He Songbai asked Teacher Gu a little bit about her.

Teacher Gu recognized Zhao Lanxiang. She was the wife of Captain Jiang, who lived in the same military compound with his son. Teacher Gu had been to the Jiang family for dinner, and the girl's cooking skills left a deep impression on him.

He shook his head and sighed, "That girl has had a rough time recently."

Teacher Gu told He Songbai how Captain Jiang's wife had two miscarriages. He also mentioned that the Jiang husband and wife might not be very harmonious. He only focused on talking, but he didn't notice the blue veins gradually bulging on the fist of the man in front of him.

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He Songbai pressed his lips tightly. His expressionless face was gradually freezing.

Gu Huaijin's wife is an older aunt in the military compound famous for her mouth. She also spoke a lot and often frightened people with various things. Just a few days ago, Madam Gu came back from Captain Jiang's house and did some ideological scolding for the couple.

Gu Huaijin also heard a few rumors from his wife, just enough to tell He Songbai.

He Songbai was chilled, "Beast."

Gu Huaijin felt a bit surprised when he noticed the young man's face suddenly turned gloomy.

He was surprised, "You don't seem to know Little Zhao. How can you be so outraged about this matter?"

He Songbai calmed his expression and said, "He could let his wife have two miscarriages in succession, and also let his weak wife faint on the road. If this kind of man is not a beast, what is he?"

Gu Huaijin thought of Jiang Jianjun, who was one of the best officers in the compound. Gu Huaijin didn't want to blame him. He just shook his head.

"Captain Jiang was really not careful enough, but it is also justifiable. He is too busy. He could only go home a few times a year."

After a silent journey, He Songbai quietly bought Zhao Lanxiang's favorite soup and soy milk.

He held the anger in his mouth for fear of exposing something. The woman who he cherished in the palm of his hand, so cherished he was afraid of her falling, was so ruthlessly treated by another man. He Songbai's heart was even angrier.

His wife never told him the painful experience of her previous life in detail. Regarding the previous bad marriage, she said it in three words calmly. He Songbai did not expect these simple words to summarize the days when she suffered from blood and tears.

At this moment, he only wished to seize her, love her, and cherish her. Use the rest of his days to heal her injuries.

But He Songbai is no longer the impulsive young man of the past. He knows that he can't compete with Jiang Jianjun at present. There was no delay in Jiang Jianjun's achievements in the past ten years, making the gap between them like a rift. Jiang Jianjun didn't have to do anything, just stick out his thumb enough to kill him.

He Songbai pinched the bag of soup wrapped in oil paper as if he was plotting something. His eyes were dull and terrifying.

Gu Huaijin said, "You are as enthusiastic as before."

He Songbai briefly asked him about the situation of his son, Gu Shuoming.

He learned that Gu Shuoming's situation was similar to that of his previous life. His career was still so dazzling. It seemed that his father's crime did not implicate him. Although it was not as smooth as his previous life, and he was not promoted yet, he was at least well received. He Songbai was very happy for him.

In the end, he and Gu Huaijin made an appointment to visit his house at night. Gu Huaijin was very happy. He can live well in the world now, mostly because of the care of He Songbai. He treats He Songbai as a benefactor.

Gu Huaijin said, "I haven't been able to help you much since you went to prison. This time you have come to G City. Don't be polite to me."

He Songbai looked at Teacher Gu in front of him. His face was covered with traces of age, disappointments, and fluctuations.

His lips squirmed for a moment. He wanted to ask him if his case had been solved, but he never asked. The traces on his face have explained everything. In his previous life, Gu Huaijin had washed up his grievances at this time in his life. He was educating people in T University and was an admirable teacher in the eyes of the students.

He was also his mentor.

But the self-confidence and pride in his eyes were completely wiped out, and he became an ordinary old man. Probably his days after returning to the city were not too good. Presumably, after Wu Yong's death, he has never been vindicated.

He Songbai pinched the hard coins in his pocket and said with a smile, "I won't be polite to you."

"The days will get better and better."

Because... he came back.

He Songbai greeted the bright sunlight, and his dark eyes crossed with gloom.

...

Zhao Lanxiang slept peacefully in the bed, but she was quickly awakened.

The man in front of her looked at her with a cold face. The low brim covered his sharp eyebrows, and he leaned over to lift the quilt.

"When are you going to stop making trouble? You made the whole family look for you early in the morning?"

His scowling brows revealed his impatience, and the man's low voice had a sense of blame, numb and indifferent, like a parent facing an unreasonable kid.

Zhao Lanxiang faced the other side in silence, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again. Her pale face revealed an expression that she was unwilling to argue.

A few days ago, she was still leaning back with her thick waist, but now it was flat. Although this child was not expected, as long as there was love, people would be emotional. Even though he had not known it yet when he stroked the naughty fetal movements, he should also have the joy of being a father. She thought maybe later he would gradually fall in love with this family.

Jiang Jianjun looked at her flat stomach with dazzling eyes, and he looked away.

Jiang Jianjun's lips squirmed for a moment, and he asked, "Have you buried Jiejie's ashes?"

When Zhao Lanxiang heard about her son's ashes, she suddenly opened her eyes. Her voice was quiet, "You are not qualified to mention him."

"He is gone, and finally, you could let go of your heart. He was out of luck. He was born under my knees but wasn't expected to be born. After death, he didn't even have a decent tombstone. If I don't bury him but wait for your family, should I throw him in a trash can?"

"Only your Fang Jing is the baby in your world. That is the way you think. Please hold your dog and never appear in front of me again. Otherwise, one day I might go to the chief to complain about it without caring about myself... With this military marriage, you wouldn't want the reputation of an adulterer."

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" Fang Jing and I are not what you think--"

"You get out."

Zhao Lanxiang's eyes reddened suddenly. She bit her lips inside the quilt and cried uncontrollably. Her shoulders were trembling, trying to suppress her voice not to let it leak out.

Jiang Jianjun pressed his lips tightly and pressed the wound on his abdomen, and there was a trace of paleness on his face.

He walked over to sit on the head of the bed and saw the raised bumps on the bed, trembling and shaking. When he heard a faint sob in the air, an inexplicable emotion spread in his chest.

Uncomfortable.

Jiang Jianjun touched her shoulders and uncovered the quilt covering her.

Before he could look into her face, he got a loud slap.

This was the only time he had been slapped in his life, and he was slapped by the woman who said she loved him so much. His face sank suddenly. The scorching heat on his face made him feel helpless for a moment.

He squeezed his lips tightly and regained his usual calmness and indifference, "Calm down. Tidy up and come home with me."

"I'm not going on any tour this month. I'll stay with you for a small holiday."

He picked up his hat and put it on.

Since Jiang Jianjun got married, he has become more and more serious in his career. He thought that his soft words were already good, but it was bleak in Zhao Lanxiang's ears. She laughed uncontrollably and almost burst into tears.

Her tears were bitter and salty, flowing into her mouth, squeezing away the last bit of water from her body.

"Go, I don't need you here. I didn't need you before, and I don't need you anymore in the future..."

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