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She got pregnant, and she forced him to take responsibility.

Song Beichuan, who had a steady personality and was responsible for everything, of course shouldered her and married her into the family regardless of the objections of the parents of both parties. He also worked hard to make her feel at ease waiting for birth.

Soon their child was born, but her life changed. She hadn't expected herself to be so unaccustomed to marriage, losing her freedom, taking care of the newborn's fatigue, and her mother-in-law's dissatisfaction with her. It had gradually made her out of control and become more hysterical every day.

At that time, Song Beichuan had just established a new advertising company, and it was the period when they had to put in all their effort, often working overtime until late at night when they returned home. She became suspicious, and became unreasonably suspicious that he was raising women outside, and for various reasons, the relationship between husband and wife fell to the freezing point.

Until one day, Song Beichuan realized that this wouldn't do, and so one night, he gave her an enrollment card for the Java Lanxiang Cooking Course.

"Do you want to learn some talent? Just think of it as going out to get some fresh air. " he said. It was a course for his clients, and he wanted to find something to do for his wife. Maybe he'd be in a better mood.

At that time, she hated staying home. As long as she could get rid of her family's restraints, even if it was just a few short hours of lessons, she would gladly agree to anything.

Unfortunately, she didn't cherish Song Beichuan's intentions.

Marriage had made her lose herself, and the handsome young chef had taken the opportunity to confuse her. That man is called Liu Dongqiang. His playful, passionate, wild, and romantic pursuit made Lin Xiaoqing feel as if she had turned back into a beautiful young girl, and the two of them had developed an intimate relationship.

However, the paper could not contain the fire. Song Beichuan was extremely pained by his wife's actions.

Finally, on a moonless night, he handed her the divorce papers and set her free.

When she was free again, Liu took her into the world of good food and wine. As if giving up on herself, she spent her nights singing, drinking, and enjoying her life in a carefree manner. She remarried with the person on the C Path, but also got divorced again, until she reached the age of thirty. When her body began to have problems, she suddenly felt that her youth had already passed away …

She thought that her liver cancer had to be blamed on her uncontrolled nightlife.

Thinking of this, she wiped away her tears and started the car, heading in the direction of the hospital. From today onwards, she would be hospitalized for treatment. She had originally planned to say goodbye to her former husband and daughter, but with her stubborn personality, she had still lost her chance. Moreover, this was her last chance …

On the night of her death, the moon was round and beautiful. Lin Xiaoqing heard the conversation of the nurses and knew that it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Lying on the tree, she couldn't help but laugh wryly at herself, finding it extremely ironic. Others were busy going home to reunite, but what about her? He was alone in the hospital, counting off the few lives he had left.

But thinking about it, it didn't really matter. Since the death of her parents, she had no family. Even if she did have family, they were all distant relatives that she had never met before.

People often ask: If life can be redone, what do you want to do most?

Lin Xiaoqing would say that she wanted to go home.

Yes, she missed home.

However, she didn't have a home …

If life could really be repeated, she wouldn't choose to leave her husband, wouldn't abandon the family that once belonged to her, she would love her daughter a little more, and would remember to cherish everything she had … However, God is fair and no one's life can be reborn.

She stared blankly at the bright moon outside her window as tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. For a moment, there were too many regrets flashing through her mind.

Her heart ached. She knew that her time was almost up, and she might not be able to last through the night.

Finally, she closed her eyes. The analgesic had numbed the pain in her body, but it had not numbed the pain in her heart. Before she could take her last breath, she swore.

An oath that could only be fulfilled in the next life.

"..."

With a thunderous boom, Lin Xiaoqing's eyes suddenly widened. She woke up from her stupor and found herself lying on her bed.

She blinked, then … Not dead?

Weird, she's not dead yet? Hadn't she already taken her last breath?

After staring blankly for a moment, she quickly sensed the scene before her. This … This wasn't the sickroom she was familiar with, and she instantly jumped with fright. Then she found herself in a big, soft bed, not a small, hard bed.

She looked around in horror, then paused.

This place... She recognized this place. This was her home … No, to be more accurate, it was her and Song Beichuan's former home, that small mansion that she and he once shared.

But why was she here?

Did Song Beichuan bring her back? No, that wasn't possible. He probably didn't know she was hospitalized with cancer, but it was the same thought that made her realize that something was wrong.

She almost forgot to breathe as she hurriedly raised her arm to take a look. Then, she slapped her face and looked at the clothes she was wearing … The IV tube on his arm was gone, his face had no oxygen mask, and he wasn't wearing a hospital gown. He was wearing a nostalgic red silk pajamas.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately tumbled in front of the makeup table … Nani?

She looked at the woman in the mirror with her mouth agape. She actually saw herself when she was twenty-three or twenty-four years old!

What, what was going on? Was she dreaming?

But, but … Wasn't she already dead?

Just as she was standing beside the log and still had no idea what was going on, the door opened and she almost jumped out of her skin as she looked back.

It was Song Beichuan, the young Song Beichuan!

Lin Xiaoqing stood there with her mouth wide open. She was so surprised that she didn't know what to do. Song Beichuan looked at her for a second, but it was only a glance, so he looked away.

He didn't even turn on the light. He loosened his tie and took off his suit jacket, looking tired and irritated.

Suddenly, Lin Xiaoqing remembered. She remembered what had happened that night … It was not long after Cissy had turned a year old, and the relationship between them had been frozen for some time. That night, when he came in just after two in the morning and reeked of alcohol, the two of them had had their usual argument. She had even thrown a perfume bottle at him and smashed his forehead.

That wound left a faint scar on his forehead …

Thinking of this, her heart tightened. She couldn't help but walk in front of him, suddenly reaching out her hand to carefully brush away the hair on his forehead.

However, this action scared Song Beichuan. "What are you doing?" He slapped her hand away in disgust.

Lin Xiaoqing's hands froze for a few seconds, but she insisted on confirming the possibility she suspected.

"I just wanted to see that scar." she said flatly.