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Song Yans head throbbed painfully as long-lost memories suddenly flooded her mind.
She had worked diligently all her life, only to be betrayed by her beloved husband and cousin, Chen Shumei, at the peak of her career, leading to her imprisonment.
Later, her brother died, her mother passed away lonely and helpless in a nursing home, and she was confined in a mental institution, each day filled with regret.
Thinking of this, Song Yan suddenly felt short of breath, as if her husband was choking her in the hospital—was she dying?
No, she couldnt die!
"How long do you plan to pretend!" A sudden voice by her ear woke her up.
Song Yans eyes snapped open, her vision blurry for a moment before it cleared. She was in a dilapidated adobe house with a dim lightbulb hanging from the ceiling. The furnishings were extremely simple: a bed, a scratched table, and in the corner, a crooked, chipped wooden cabinet.
Bleak and impoverished.
Looking at the man, he was wearing an old-fashioned gray shirt and black trousers. What eras clothing was this?
His eyes seemed to carry a hint of surprise and disgust.
Song Yan was stunned, and her vision cleared completely. It was Yang Jianguo!
The man she had wanted to die together with in countless nights!
Just as Song Yan was about to jump out of bed and strangle him, she was caught off guard by something he threw at her face.
It was a torn calendar showing—1984.
How could it be 1984?!
"Are you finally awake! Is the factory position that important to you, or do you think that by pretending to be dead, I will definitely marry you, a thief?"
Yang Jianguo was still talking incessantly, and Song Yan quickly picked up several important pieces of information from his words.
They were not married yet? Her brother was still alive? She wasnt dead?
Song Yan thought of the popular time-travel dramas in the 21st century and suddenly realized something—she had been reborn!
Reborn at the age of eighteen, three days after Yang Jianguo had accidentally made her fall into the river for someone else!
Surprised but quickly accepting this information, nothing was more delightful than getting a second chance at life.
"You cant do anything at the factory, or do you really think that jumping into the river can clear your name of theft? Whats the big deal about giving up a spot on the list for your cousin?"
Yang Jianguo talked for a while, but the person on the bed didnt react at all, and he gradually became impatient.
Song Yan sneered in her heart. Even with a second chance, his attitude hadnt changed at all!
Saying she jumped into the river?
It was clearly him pushing her during an argument, causing her to slip into the river, and then not helping her.
Saying she stole?
It was obviously him and Chen Shumeis family setting a trap for her. Otherwise, how could money be missing from her home right after she parted ways with Chen Shumei?
Pinning the theft on her and then using it to persuade her to give up her spot, he was truly thorough in his plans.
For Chen Shumei, he had exerted all his efforts.
Thinking of how he had strangled her in his previous life, wanting to kill her, Song Yans eyes turned cold, and she glanced at the brass scissors by the bed, her heart surging with emotion.
But thinking of her still-living brother and mother, she finally suppressed her hatred.
She couldnt let him off so easily; the suffering she had experienced, he must not be spared!
Song Yan clenched her fists, her tone cold: "Its bad enough not to have a heart, but do you not have eyes either? Is your brain full of manure?"
Yang Jianguo was stunned for a few seconds, and he angrily said, "Who are you talking to? Did your brain get damaged from jumping into the river?"
"Shut up!" Song Yan interrupted coldly, "I think youre taking yourself too seriously. You dress like a gentleman but dont do a single decent thing. Spouting nonsense, making things up as you go along!"
Yang Jianguo looked at her in disbelief. What the hell? Who was she talking to? How could she talk to him like this?!
"Song Yan, who are you being sarcastic about?"
Song Yan glanced coldly: "I rarely scold people, usually, I scold animals."
"You!" Yang Jianguo, furious, raised his hand to hit her.
