Chapter 2 Rebirth back to 1968

It was as if a long-standing illness had suddenly been cured.

Did Xie Lin send her to the hospital?

Just as she was thinking this, she heard a gentle voice.

“Wanwan, those things will always be a hidden danger if you keep them.  It’s better to let me keep them for you. I’ll return them when it’s safe.”

Was it Song Huaiqing?

But hadn’t he gone to the United States, across the ocean?

Lin Yiwan turned her head in confusion, and the next second, her pupils dilated, and an expression of disbelief appeared on her face.

Song Huaiqing, looking twenty years younger, wore a military green casual outfit. His sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing his clearly defined wrists. A Chairman Mao badge was pinned to his chest, and his face held the youthful vigor unique to young men.

She remembered this scene.

In 1968, she was about to be sent to the countryside, and Song Huaiqing said that the jewelry and paintings left to her by her mother were unsafe and asked her to entrust them to him for safekeeping.

What was going on?

Had she gone back in time?

“Wanwan, did you hear what I said? Why are you spacing out?”

Song Huaiqing lightly tapped her smooth forehead with a touch of helplessness and fondness.

The pain on her forehead instantly brought Lin Yiwan back to reality.

It was real!

She had been reborn! Back to 1968, when she was only twenty years old!

Lin Yiwan wanted to laugh, to laugh wildly!

But her years of asthma made her subconsciously hold back, revealing only a joyful smile.

“I heard you.”

The girl’s voice was clear and delicate, the slightly upward inflection of her tone like a hook, making one’s ears involuntarily flush.

“You’re this happy just to let me keep them?”

Song Huaiqing was infected by her smile, and the corners of his lips also rose slightly.

His handsome face had an added dazzling brilliance.

In her previous life, Lin Yiwan would definitely have been captivated.

But now, she only felt cold mockery.

“Happy!”

Why wouldn’t she be happy? She had returned to the past! Before she was sent to the countryside.

“When can you take me to get them? I’ve found a safe place, guaranteed no one will find them.”

Song Huaiqing persistently persuaded her, his voice deliberately softened, as if she were the apple of his eye.

A safe place? Did he mean Lin Yirou’s room?

Lin Yiwan sneered.

In her previous life, she had been blinded, hopelessly entangled in his fabricated tenderness.

Only after she was completely scarred did she understand how foolish she had been.

The person he truly cherished was always only Lin Yirou.

“In a few days.”

Lin Yiwan’s lips curled into a mocking smile.

Wait a few days, she wouldn’t let anyone who plotted against her get away with it.

But Song Huaiqing didn’t notice. Hearing that it would take a few days, he became anxious.

“Wanwan, you need to hurry. The longer you wait, the less safe it becomes.”

By then, she would be sent to the countryside, and she wouldn’t be able to return home for a whole year. It would be very difficult for him to find her again then. 

But Yirou was still waiting for his good news, how could he disappoint her?

“Okay.”

Lin Yiwan nodded, appearing as obedient as could be.

Song Huaiqing felt relieved and was about to ruffle her head, but Lin Yiwan dodged him.

His hand still hung in mid-air, missing its target, and he felt a little embarrassed.

“Then I’ll wait for you.”

He put his hands in his pockets and smiled helplessly.

Lin Yiwan nodded absentmindedly and wanted to leave, but Song Huaiqing called out to her again.

“Wanwan, wait.”

Suppressing the impatience in her eyes, Lin Yiwan turned around.

“What else?”

A flash of guilt quickly crossed Song Huaiqing’s face. After a pause, he said, “You should also hand over your work as soon as possible.”

Lin Yiwan: …

She had almost forgotten about that!

“Of course, don’t worry.”

She would definitely arrange a “good job” for Lin Yirou!

Song Huaiqing seemed very pleased with her obedience, his smile almost overflowing.

“After you settle down in the countryside, we’ll get married.”

Hearing this, Lin Yiwan almost couldn’t help but laugh.

He had said the same thing in her previous life, but what happened?

She returned from the countryside looking haggard, but he repeatedly and impatiently delayed their wedding.

In the end, it was Xie Grandpa who pressured him into holding the ceremony with her.

Lin Yiwan would never forget the humiliation of that wedding.

A haggard and worn-out her, wearing a baggy red dress and pale makeup, stood beside Lin Yirou, who was pampered and looked like a flower, like a clown.

Everyone laughed at her, even Song Huaiqing felt embarrassed, giving her the cold shoulder for years after their marriage.

But her perfectly tailored dress was replaced by someone, she didn’t know who.

Everyone urged her that there wasn’t enough time and to just wear it.

Even he impatiently told her not to make a fuss.

Lin Yiwan didn’t know what had gotten into her in her past life that she thought this man was perfect in every way.

“I know.”

She still nodded obediently, her smile as sweet as could be.

Without the shyness of a young girl, she was like a blooming rose, beautiful and passionate.

Song Huaiqing subconsciously covered his chest.

But he felt his heart pounding wildly.

Lin Yiwan turned and left without hesitation.

Her back was carefree and unrestrained.

It was a side he had never seen before!

Lin Yiwan hadn’t gone far when she suddenly remembered something and turned back.  But just as she reached the corner, she heard Lin Yirou’s voice filled with guilt.

“Isn’t what we’re doing wrong? I heard that the countryside is very hard.”

Song Huaiqing looked at Lin Yirou, whose face was full of apology, and his heart was filled with pity.

Yirou was still so kind.

“Don’t worry, she went to university, she’s capable, she can manage anywhere.  It’s you, if you miss this opportunity, you’ll have to go to the countryside, the countryside…it’s hard, how can a girl like you endure it?”

Although they were mobilizing people to go to the countryside, those who had already returned were all dark, thin, and haggard.

It showed what kind of life they were living in the countryside.

Lin Yiwan: …

Heh heh, Lin Yirou is a girl, and she’s made of steel, right?

Forget it, she’ll find the information later.

Without listening to the couple’s whispering, she quickly left.

Lin Yiwan walked along the rather narrow and old bluestone street. On both sides were gray courtyard houses and low brick and tile houses.

Under the old tree at the entrance of the alley, a dilapidated bicycle leaned against the wall, its basket containing leaflets and the Little Red Book.

A loud revolutionary song blared from a loudspeaker on a telephone pole, and the air was filled with a tense and passionate atmosphere.

Looking at the hurried passersby on the street, Lin Yiwan’s pace quickened.

About an hour later, she sat in the “People’s Tea House.”

And sitting opposite her was a man in a green military uniform, his expression somewhat serious.

“You mean, you want to marry me?”