Chapter 73: The Main Personality, Jiang Banyue

Su Jian took the money, grabbed a bowl, and ran outside, feeling grateful to the old man selling tofu, or else she wouldn’t have been able to leave.

An elderly man was riding a bicycle, with a large block of tofu on the seat behind him. He was tapping a wooden stick and shouting loudly:

“Tofu, selling tofu…”

Su Jian ran up to him and stopped the old man.

“Tofu seller, wait a moment, cut me a piece of tofu!”

“Coming right up!” The old man stopped, cut a piece of tofu, and placed it in her bowl.

Su Jian held the tofu and started walking back. A woman, also holding a bowl, stopped her.

“Jiang Banyue, how come you’re back!”

Wang Lanxia was also from the village. She was twenty-seven years old and had always liked Shen Yunhe, but he never returned her affections. At the age of twenty, she married a man from the village.

Every time she saw Jiang Banyue, she felt uncomfortable. She would throw insults at her, knowing that Jiang Banyue’s soft personality meant she wouldn’t stand up for herself.

“Who are you?” Su Jian was irked by the woman’s hostile attitude and felt her anger rise.

“Jiang Banyue, you actually still pretend not to recognize me? You’ve really grown some courage, haven’t you? Do you want a beating?”

Wang Lanxia glared at her with jealousy. What was so great about this woman? Why did Shen Yunhe marry her?

“Dammit, you dare curse me!” Su Jian was furious. She threw the tofu aside, grabbed Wang Lanxia’s hair, and yanked it downward with force.

“Ah…” Wang Lanxia didn’t expect Jiang Banyue to dare hit her. She lowered her head and scratched at her, but Su Jian’s violent side surged. She dragged Wang Lanxia’s hair and slammed her head against the wall again and again.

“Ah… Jiang Banyue, you bitch, let go of me…”

A plump middle-aged woman rushed over and pulled Su Jian away, rescuing Wang Lanxia.

“Lanxia, daughter, are you alright?”

“Mom, I want to kill this bitch, Jiang Banyue!”

Wang Lanxia, with a fierce look in her eyes, lunged at Su Jian. Su Jian kicked her away. She had originally wanted to grab a knife and strike, but then she remembered that Shen Yunhe was nearby, so she decided to let it go and not escalate things. Su Jian turned and walked back home.

Wang Lanxia’s mother saw her daughter lying on the ground and rushed to her.

“Lanxia!”

Wang Lanxia pointed at Su Jian and pushed her mother to grab her.

“Mom, catch her! Grab her! If I don’t teach her a lesson today, I won’t be surnamed Wang!”

The fat woman struck Su Jian from behind, and Su Jian was knocked to the ground. Her head hit a stone, causing it to bleed.

Seeing that her daughter-in-law had been gone for a long time and still hadn’t returned, Shen Mu went outside to look for her. Just then, she saw Wang Lanxia and her mother bullying her daughter-in-law. She shouted back to the house.

“Yunhe, come out quickly! Someone’s bullying your wife!”

Shen Yunhe heard his mother’s voice and rushed out. When he saw his wife lying motionless on the ground with blood on her head, he panicked. He hurriedly ran over, picked her up, and rushed her toward the village clinic, shouting as he ran.

“Su Jian, Su Jian, don’t sleep, wake up…”

At the clinic, the doctor treated her injury and examined her.

“The wound is treated. She should wake up soon. If you’re worried, you can take her to a bigger hospital for a check-up.”

“Okay.” Shen Yunhe’s eyes were red as he stayed by Jiang Banyue’s side.

Shen Fu and Ji Changfeng caught hold of Wang Lanxia and her mother. Shen Mu, furious, directly called the police.

Wang Lanxia, seeing that Shen Mu had called the police, began to panic.

“No, Aunt Shen, please don’t call the police! If I get arrested, it’s all over for me. My family still has children. If I’m arrested, what will happen to my kids?”

Shen Mu, trembling with rage, replied, “You’ve hurt our child. I won’t let you off the hook!”

The police arrived in the village, assessed the situation, and took Wang Lanxia and her mother away. They refused to cooperate and were forcibly shoved into the police car.

About an hour later, Jiang Banyue woke up. Shen Yunhe rushed to her side, eyes fixed on her.

“Su Jian, you’re awake.”

Jiang Banyue stared at him blankly. “Who is Su Jian?”

Shen Yunhe froze. “Are you Jiang Banyue?”

Jiang Banyue sat up, looking around, feeling confused. She remembered being enraged by Liu Juan, going into premature labor, and dying during a difficult childbirth.

“Did I die? Was I saved?”

Shen Yunhe stared at her in shock. “Who are you?”

Jiang Banyue anxiously grabbed his hand. “Yunhe, where are the children? What happened to my children?”

“Don’t worry, the children are fine. They’re at their grandmother’s house,” Shen Yunhe reassured her, holding her close.

Jiang Banyue, with both hands beating his back, cried out in distress, “Why did you go out? Liu Juan caused me to go into premature labor and almost killed me on the operating table!”

Shen Yunhe held her tightly. This was Jiang Banyue—the Jiang Banyue he married, the one who died from premature labor in the previous life. How was this possible? His wife’s body now had three personalities. One was the Jiang Banyue who made cakes and suffered from depression, another was Su Jian, who had violent tendencies, and this one was the Jiang Banyue who had died during childbirth.

How could one body have so many personalities? He calmed her down and let her sleep, then rushed to the village’s phone booth to call Lan Haizhou.

“Yunhe, what’s the matter?”

“Lan Haizhou, something happened. Another Jiang Banyue has appeared—she has three personalities.”

“What?!” Lan Haizhou stood up in shock. Two personalities were already hard enough to handle, and now there were three.

“What’s the state of this third personality?”

“She’s the real Jiang Banyue—the one I married, my wife.”

“Okay, you should calm her down. Don’t stimulate her or let her get too emotional. I’ll call my teacher abroad right away to have them come and treat Jiang Banyue.”

“Alright.”

Shen Yunhe hung up, suddenly remembering his vacation was almost over. He knew he couldn’t leave with things like this, so he called his superior and got approval for another half month of leave.

By the time he returned, Jiang Banyue had woken up, sitting on the bed drinking rice porridge that Shen Mu had made.

Seeing him return, Jiang Banyue put down the bowl and waved at him.

“Yunhe, come here.”

“What’s wrong?” Shen Yunhe sat down beside the bed and gently smoothed her messy hair. Jiang Banyue pointed at the calendar on the wall.

“Is this year 1993?”

“Yes,” Shen Yunhe replied, glancing at the calendar.

Jiang Banyue lowered her head, furrowing her brows in confusion. “Did I lose my memory? I only remember giving birth. I can’t remember anything else.”

“Don’t worry, you just fell ill. Once you recover, you’ll remember everything,” Shen Yunhe comforted her.

Jiang Banyue lowered her head in disappointment, feeling a sense of guilt. “These years… I’ve been sick. Have you been the one taking care of the children all this time?” Shen Yunhe froze, not knowing how to answer. He had been on a mission for seven years, and during that time, another Jiang Banyue had been the one taking care of the children.