CHAPTER 59: CHAPTER 59: THAT LITTLE GIRL WAS ACTUALLY HER?

Ye Manman’s cheeks puffed up with anger, and she found He Chen incredibly annoying just looking at him!

Damn it, clearly he has someone in his heart yet treats her so well, obeys her every whim, is both considerate and blushes with shyness, and today he even confided so much to her, perhaps all of this is what he wants to do for that girl!

Thinking of this, Ye Manman felt even more depressed and furious.

She didn’t even let He Chen help her, furiously wriggling down on her own, insisting on lying down by herself without his help.

But how could He Chen let her have her way, having just opened up about his feelings, he desperately wished to engrave Ye Manman into his bones, and he didn’t understand why she suddenly became angry.

He still helped Ye Manman lie down properly and tucked her in.

"I’m sorry, I can’t tell stories well, I did a terrible job, don’t be mad, I will definitely learn how to tell good stories, next time I’ll tell you a nice story, okay?"

He Chen squatted by the bedside to apologize, his eyes filled with urgency and deep affection almost overflowing.

But Ye Manman turned her head away, not looking at him at all.

"Hmph, I don’t want you to tell stories anymore, I’m tired, I want to sleep."

She still had nowhere to vent her anger.

Ye Manman was dying of frustration, squeezing her eyes shut and trying hard to recall the original plot, but no matter how she tried, she couldn’t find any trace of the girl in the story.

Thinking like this, Ye Manman fell asleep even though she originally wasn’t sleepy.

In her sleep, Ye Manman felt as if she had entered a misty white world, she walked and walked until she finally saw a place with color.

She ran over quickly, only to find herself in another world, still in Qingshui Village, but it was the Qingshui Village from more than a decade ago, looking older and more rundown, some houses were just thatched huts, not even brick houses.

Subconsciously, Ye Manman walked to the Ye Family, and then she widened her eyes.

Oh my, wasn’t the little girl chopping wood in the yard just her younger self!

She wanted to talk to the little girl, but no matter how much she jumped in front of the little girl, the little girl didn’t react, as if she couldn’t see her at all.

Ye Manman stopped trying to speak, instead, she began following the little girl, watching her use all her strength to chop wood, but due to her small strength, she barely made any progress, then she was scolded and had her ear pulled by the young Xiuxiu Mei.

When Yang Xiumei was young, she was indeed somewhat good-looking, more gentle than her current sharp appearance, but her hideous scolding and secretly pinching the little girl revealed her future viciousness.

The little girl was ordered to boil water, didn’t know how, got soot and tears all over her face, and eventually fainted from hunger by the mud stove.

Ye Manman was anxious, yet suddenly the little girl opened her eyes again, but this time her eyes were filled with curiosity and excitement rather than restraint, grievance, or fear.

Then Ye Manman watched Yang Xiumei come over to check if the water was boiling, seeing that the fire in the stove was out and the water was still cold, she reached to tug the little girl’s ear again, but the little girl dodged away from her hand nimbly and ran out.

Once outside, she turned around and pulled down her eyelid to make a funny face at the furious Yang Xiumei, making her so angry she picked up a stick to chase her.

The little girl ran straight out, and Yang Xiumei chased for a while before stopping, yelling behind her not to come back if she had the guts to run out, with the little girl heading straight into the mountains without a backward glance.

Ye Manman quickly followed, now very suspicious that the current little girl wasn’t the original host, instead, the girl felt more like her childhood self.

With a bad temper, lively and energetic, yearning for freedom, like a little devil, curious about everything outside, with a boldness that knows no bounds.

The little girl plunged straight into the mountains, covered in bruises from pinching, yet she seemed to feel no pain, wildly playing, crawling through the ground, catching bugs, throwing stones at birds in trees, and boldly climbing up a peach tree.

As she tasted the peaches she picked herself, the little girl’s eyes squinted with joy, and at that moment, Ye Manman was one hundred percent sure she was her childhood self.

The body was still the original host’s, but the soul was undoubtedly hers!

Damn it, as a child, she did dream of climbing trees to pick fruit to eat, but the bodyguards were too close, leaving her no chance to act wild.

This little girl must be herself after achieving her dreams!

Ye Manman sighed, rubbing her forehead, and saw the little girl encountering difficulty on the tree, easy to climb up but hard to climb down, not daring to go lower from that height, on the verge of tears among the branches.

Suddenly, a boy appeared below the tree, carrying a big bundle, looking rather unwell but still climbed up easily to rescue the little girl.

Ye Manman suddenly had a flash of insight.

"How does this scene match exactly with the story He Chen told?"

Could it be that the little girl in He Chen’s story was actually her?

Suppressing the confusion in her heart, Ye Manman continued to watch the interaction between the two beside them.

The boy at this time was quite tall, with a delicate appearance, yet looking malnourished with sallow skin, the little girl was slightly better off, but not by much.

However, the little girl had an especially good mindset, perhaps because her childhood self had no idea why she suddenly ended up in such a place and thought she was suddenly set free, excitedly running around the boy’s side.

She was especially happy, constantly asking the boy his name, what he planned to do, if he wanted to dig out bird eggs and roast them, if he could swim, whether he wanted to catch fish or rabbits...

The boy initially didn’t want to let her follow, but maybe infected by her emotions, he soon put down his bundle and took the little girl to dig out bird eggs.

The little girl had many curious ideas and things she wanted to do, but she couldn’t accomplish much in a day, seeing her tired, the boy had to give up leaving that day, finding them a place to sleep together.

The second, third, and fourth days went like this, the boy and little girl grew increasingly familiar with each other, and the boy’s face, once filled with bitterness, resentment, and hostility, gradually brightened with joyful smiles.

Until the boy decided to leave, the little girl suddenly grabbed him, pleading for him not to go, wanting him to keep playing with her. She liked having fun with him, only he would spoil her unconditionally and let her do whatever she wanted, playing with her.

The boy also couldn’t bear to leave the little girl, touched her head, asking if she would like to go with him, to settle outside, get married, live happily ever after like his parents.

The little girl agreed without thinking, nestled in the boy’s arms, blushing as she declared she wanted to be his bride.

They held hands, ready to leave, but before they could get down the mountain’s other side, it rained suddenly, and both wearing thin summer clothing, though the boy quickly found a place to shelter, the little girl still caught a fever.

Seeing the little girl burning up, unable to even speak, the boy was heartbroken, realizing he was too young and penniless, he could only grit his teeth and carry her back to the Ye Family.

During the days when the little girl was feverish, the boy lingered near the Ye Family every day, but until she recovered and stepped out, many days later, seeing the boy approaching warmly, she freaked out, crying.

"Who are you? I don’t know you! Don’t touch me!"

The boy, carrying his bundle, wanted to take her away, but the little girl flung his hand off and ran away, crying.

Watching the boy stand by the Ye Family’s gate, bewildered and disheartened, Ye Manman’s nose felt a twinge.