The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s
Chapter 309 - 265
CHAPTER 309: CHAPTER 265
"After that, when I followed you in the army, Taohua told me why you returned home that year. It was because the person you had been with for several years slept with another man while you were on assignment. That’s why you were angry and took it out on me. Actually, when I was in the army, I heard those Military Wives whispering behind your back about your affair with Zhou Yuwei, calling me a disgusting woman who shamelessly attempts to bite off more than she can chew, leveraging the fact that I am your cousin to sabotage your relationship with Zhou Yuwei."
Lan Tian curved his lips into a mocking smile, "Later on, those Military Wives looked at me with disdain and contempt, often calling me a worn-out shoe. I was so scared that I didn’t dare to go out. I only went out for a walk in the evenings to get some fresh air. I often saw Zhou Yuwei coming to find you, and the way you looked at her was different from how you looked at me, with indifference. After grandma passed away, Fourth Grandpa took over our family’s house, and I was left homeless. Even though I knew the ambiguous relationship between you and Zhou Yuwei, I still tried my best to please you, not thinking about your relationship until I was driven out of your home by Zhou Yuwei. I knelt down and begged her, asking just for food to eat, promising not to fight with her over you, and suggesting she could treat me as a mere servant. But Zhou Yuwei refused and insisted that I leave the compound."
The fragmented memories shrouded in fog in his mind slowly started to clear up under Lan Tian’s narration. Most of them were memories with Zhou Yuwei; memories of Lan Tian were very sparse, with only a few blurred figures in those fragments.
"After leaving the compound, someone wanted to kill me. I was terrified and didn’t dare to linger in the city. For the sake of a morsel, I fought with dogs over food, slept in ruined temples, squatted under bridges. Later, I joined other wanderers in picking garbage to survive. Afterward, I had a fortuitous encounter that changed the latter half of my life. When you celebrated your eightieth birthday, I attended your banquet just to provoke you, to see if I could shock you to death. Unexpectedly, you turned out to be so tough and lived so long."
"Do you know? Zhou Yuwei has made you wear several green hats, but of course, you were willing to wear them. Later, the children she bore were not yours. When a man is determined, he can be ruthless. After raising them for so many years, you could easily turn your back heartlessly. Later I thought, citing Zhou Yuwei at least enjoyed glory and wealth and gained reputation, even if it means cutting off your lineage, it didn’t matter to her. Climbing from being the ’other woman’ to the top, she’s quite the successful case."
"You owe me two lives; one is our child, the treasure I awaited for over a decade, and the other life is mine. When I woke up from that dream and saw you, only then did I believe that dream was real. I feared experiencing that same ordeal again, and have always wanted to kill you."
Mo Junhua swallowed hard, his throat dry, "Then why didn’t you kill me?"
You think I didn’t want to kill you; I just couldn’t.
Lan Tian pointed upwards, "Heavenly Dao does not permit it. If I killed you, it would kill me. I have such a wonderful life; why should I always entangle with you? There are plenty who like me. Besides, I couldn’t bear parting with grandma, aunt, and uncle; it would break their hearts if I died. Later, seeing the Merit Light on you, which could help me avoid the Heavenly Dao, I wanted the Merit Light from you, so I married you. Master said we have a fate as husband and wife spanning three lifetimes; this is the last one. Once this hurdle is over, my path to becoming an Immortal will be smooth."
Mo Junhua’s heart was on a roller coaster, full of ups and downs, wondering what Lan Tian meant by saying this—perhaps thinking of crossing the bridge and dumping him!
He really felt wronged. He had been punished for things he did in his past life, and in this life, he hadn’t done anything. Girl, you can’t be unreasonable!
What was Ji Feng’s involvement with the girl in his past life, and what did Ji Feng do for her that made her care so much about him? Unfortunately, he had no memory of these events.
What Mo Junhua cared about was the young man and the girl, what had transpired between them was critical to him.
What happened? So that Ji Feng, disregarding all consequences, rushed forward to shield the girl from the Heavenly Tribulation.
Mo Junhua always felt that he had neglected something very important. As he replayed the past events in his mind, the moment he saw Ji Feng stepping out of the car, Mo Junhua realized the look in the young man’s eyes directed at the girl—it was filled with affection, admiration, and nostalgia...
That wasn’t the expression of a stranger seeing someone for the first time. It was understandable for the girl to lose control of her emotions upon seeing the young man, due to her dream, but the expression on the young man’s face was intriguing.
It was as if a flash of white light exploded in his mind, Mo Junhua’s pupils contracted, and a thought flashed through— the young man recognized the girl; hence, his gaze wasn’t the aloof one strangers give, but instead, it was filled with longing.
Why the longing? Because they had known each other in their previous lives. From here, Mo Junhua deduced that, just like him, the young man also retained memories of his past life, which explained why he, despite his frail health, chased from Beijing to Shanghai, just to see the girl once more.
At that time, seeing the girl cry over a stranger, Mo Junhua felt a burning rage and wasn’t thinking straight; all he wanted was to kill him. He couldn’t have noticed the anomaly then.
Mo Junhua intuitively felt that Ji Feng, the young man, would not easily let go, and the girl had a terrible impression of him. Mo Junhua felt distressed, seeing a bleak and desolate future, feeling his life was devoid of purpose.
"After I found out you are different from Mo Junhua in the dream, I wanted to let you go. From now on, let’s walk our separate paths as if crossing a bridge in different directions, and remain strangers forever. You shamelessly clung and wouldn’t let go. You blocked a Heavenly Tribulation for me during Foundation Establishment, saving my life once; you still owe me a life. When you return that life to me, we can talk about matters of the heart then. Are you sure you still want to come?"
Lan Tian tilted her head, waiting for Mo Junhua’s response. Previously, she had been deceiving herself, thinking that by disregarding Mo Junhua and staying out of the matter, she was letting go of all past life resentments. In the end, she was just afraid to face it.
After disclosing everything, Lan Tian truly let go of her past life; all grudges between her and Mo Junhua, the last trace of cloudiness buried in her heart dissipated, her spiritual platform became clear, and her mind felt broad and free. Her state of mind broke through the Foundation Establishment Stage, entering the Golden Core Early Stage.
What an unexpected joy!
"Yes," Mo Junhua answered firmly, "In this life, I live as your man, and I shall die as your ghost."
Mo Junhua said this love declaration with all seriousness, his gaze fixed straight ahead, his ears tinged slightly red. A man can accomplish anything as long as he’s willing to put his face aside.
This was the most touching love declaration Lan Tian had heard in both her lives, but wasn’t it directed at the wrong person? Shouldn’t this normally be something a woman says? Perhaps she could give it another try with Mo Junhua.
"Girl, I am your man now, you can’t just ignore me. Ignoring me would be playing hooligans." Shamelessly, Mo Junhua’s sweet nothings flowed much smoother, "Look at me, I can handle both the kitchen and the hall, fight off hooligans, warm your bed, I’ve got the looks, and the physique, it’s a sure win for you. Really, just give it a try."
Lan Tian had an intuition; Mo Junhua’s moral integrity had no lower limit, only ever lower.