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I could guess his lewd intentions immediately, and of course, I was unwilling. Watching something like that could only be done with my husband; that was a boundary I still held.
"Let's start with the simplest challenge first. Once you win that, we can talk about increasing the difficulty," I said as I snatched the notebook from his hands and placed it on the desk.
And so, we began our meditation competition. Lin Xiuyu, without any suspicion, quickly got into the zone.
I was extremely nervous; this was my only chance, and failure was not an option. I hoped I could hold it together and absolutely could not make any embarrassing moves.
I soon entered a meditative state, recalling every moment that Su Anrong had appeared in my life. After laying a solid emotional foundation, I dove straight into the theme.
I racked my brain to bring forth everything healthy and unhealthy I had ever seen, imagining myself lying on a warm big bed, moonlight spilling across the sheets as Su Anrong emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel.
He slowly climbed onto my bed, calling me "Wife," envisioning his slightly rough hands gliding over every inch of my skin.
Harmony Lord flew by; please feel free to unleash your imagination here and fantasize about various ways to roll in the sheets.
In my mind, Su Anrong's face became clearer and clearer, his low whispers and breaths awakening every cell in my body.
"Mmm," I involuntarily murmured, tightly embracing his solid form as the scene from my birthday flashed back into my mind.
Even if it was just a fantasy, I was already blushing furiously.
"You lost." Suddenly, a cold voice pierced through my fantasy, shattering all the images in my mind.
I immediately snapped back to reality and realized I had rolled onto the bed while clutching the blanket.
Lin Xiuyu had been pushed off the bed by me; he stood coldly on the floor, looking at me with rare disdain and asked, "What are you doing?"
I felt electrified and quickly released the blanket, blushing as I hurriedly got off the bed. Staying there at that moment would be like asking for trouble; I would never do anything that could lead to temptation.
I quickly explained, "Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep just now."
"I won the preliminary match, so let's raise the stakes," Lin Xiuyu said expressionlessly as he opened my notebook.
I felt utterly embarrassed; I had just opened Teacher Kongkong's educational video and hadn't turned it off yet. Where was I supposed to hide my face now?
However, when the computer powered on, there was no response at all. The screen remained pitch black, not even flickering.
Lin Xiuyu's expression changed slightly as he pressed the power button on the laptop to restart it.
To both his surprise and mine, the computer still showed no signs of life.
No way, is my laptop broken? It was working just fine a moment ago!
Though I was relieved that he hadn't seen anything inappropriate, I couldn't believe that my several thousand-dollar laptop wouldn't even boot up.
Lin Xiuyu closed the laptop with some displeasure. "Since that's the case, I'll set the rules for our competition. This time, it's not about who can sit longer but rather who moves first. The one who moves first loses. If you lose, you have to come with me unconditionally."
"Not a chance," I flatly refused.
"Wheat, don't you want to know what really happened hundreds of years ago? What you've seen is completely different from the truth."
"Unfortunately, even if it's different, I'm not interested."
"What if it concerns Su Anrong? Wouldn't you want to know then?" Lin Xiuyu looked at me with certainty, as if he already knew I would be curious.
I bit my lip; this time he had won. I did want to know. Su Anrong always spoke in half-truths, and my curiosity had been piqued to an unbearable level.
"Fine, let's compete. What's the big deal? But let me make it clear: you can't cheat. You have magic; I don't. If you decide to play dirty, I won't stand a chance."
"Even if I wanted to cheat, I've never done so against you," Lin Xiuyu said cryptically. "You know well that I've had many opportunities to make you suffer immensely, but I've always chosen not to."
What was he talking about? Was it about the time I punched Zhang Tianlong or today's incident?
"Alright. Enough talk; let's get started." I pushed aside the blanket on my bed and sat back down.
Just as Lin Xiuyu was about to come up, a familiar and domineering voice echoed in the air, "Wife, you just finished with me, and you're so eager to jump into bed with another man?"
I felt as if I had been struck by lightning, completely frozen in place.
It was really him.
I had never thought of him like this before, nor had I ever wanted to see him as much as I did now. I frantically searched for his figure but was disappointed to find nothing.
Lin Xiuyu's expression was not good. "What are you looking at?"
I quickly shook my head. "Nothing, nothing at all."
The thought that Su Anrong was definitely here made it impossible for me to calm down. Although he still hadn't appeared, at least I could talk about him; that was enough for me.
Knowing he was around eased my mind significantly, and I began the second round of competition with Lin Xiuyu. The atmosphere was tense.
"Lin Xiuyu, does moving your mouth count as moving?"
"Of course it does."
"But I want to talk to you," I pouted in a feigned grievance.
He frowned slightly, thinking for a moment before saying, "Then it doesn't count."
I pretended to be very happy as I settled down and smiled. "Alright then, let's get started. No more moving!"
After sitting quietly for several seconds, I began trying to engage Lin Xiuyu in conversation to extract information from him. "Lin Xiuyu, can I ask you some questions?"
"If I say no, will you stop asking?" He seemed to know me quite well.
I awkwardly chuckled. "Well then, I'll ask. First question: how did you die?"
Lin Xiuyu's expression flickered slightly, as if he was reluctant to answer. "Did you not hear what I just said?"
"Just now, you only mentioned that you were executed. You didn't specify how it happened," I replied. Truthfully, I was trying to provoke him, curious to see if he would make the first move.
If he moved, he would lose.
To my surprise, Lin Xiuyu did not get angry. Although his voice trembled slightly, he still sounded calm overall.
"When I led fifty thousand soldiers across the Yellow River, I was given a death warrant and stripped of all my military power on the spot. We were just one step away from victory, but that woman reported me, claiming I was colluding with the enemy. She said that once we crossed the Yellow River, I would join forces with them. The soldiers were furious and stabbed me to death right there on the banks of the Yellow River. My body sank forever to the bottom."
I had intended to anger him, but hearing his story made me feel sympathy for him. A good general who devoted himself to his country was betrayed by his own mother and killed by his compatriots. He must have felt excitement when crossing the Yellow River, but before he could celebrate, disaster struck. I could imagine his pain and helplessness at that moment.
He must have tried desperately to explain himself, but everyone was already enraged and refused to believe him. They saw him as a traitor and executed him on the spot.
He had carried his grievances and hatred through all these years.
"Why don't you reincarnate?" There have been many traitors throughout history, but the cycle of life and death is a rule of yin and yang. Even if he had committed sins in his past life, he should still be able to be reborn into a good family.
"Do you really want to know?" Lin Xiuyu's voice became slightly hoarse, as if he was recalling an even more sorrowful memory.
I felt a bit scared; his words clearly indicated that this matter might truly be related to me.
Seeing that I did not respond, he took my silence as agreement and continued, "Before that battle, I had a fiancée. I promised her that once the war was over, I would marry her. But you can probably guess what happened next. I died on the Yellow River, and she learned about my supposed treachery. Like everyone else, she believed I had truly betrayed my country. In her anger, she married another man just seven days after my death."
"She" could not possibly be me; it definitely wasn't me. I would never do such a thing. Even if I were angry, I wouldn't casually marry someone else.
"She is your past life; her name was You Pingting. Wheat, you once told me that no matter how the world changes, you would never change or forget me. But..."
"Enough! Don't say any more," I interrupted him hastily. If he continued, I wouldn't know how to face him.
His mother, fiancée, and subordinates—all of them did not believe him. No one in this world believed in him; I couldn't imagine how lonely and painful his heart must have been. But the past is already gone; even if I owed him something in a previous life, that was in the past.
I am Youmai Vegetable now, not You Pingting. I have no desire to revisit those past events at all.
"Yau Ping Ting, I heard today that you got married. It feels like my heart has been torn apart. Everyone in the world can betray me, everyone can doubt me, but you cannot. Do you know that on the seventh day after my death, you married someone else? My bones lie forever beneath the Yellow River, and I didn't even get to see you one last time. But today, I watched you marry someone else once again."
"I searched for many years, and finally found you, yet you avoid me like the plague. We can't even be friends; you've built up such high walls around your heart that no matter what I do, I can't get through. You are so cruel."
The development of the situation felt wrong; clearly, I wanted to provoke him, yet now I found myself emotionally affected by his words.
I couldn't refuse him as completely as before, denying him any chance to get close.
I was afraid to say such things again and hurt him. He had been wronged for so many years, his soul wandering for so long, suffering greatly. I couldn't bear to rub salt into his wounds once more.
"Yau Ping Ting, come with me. I won't hurt you. I just want to spend even a single day with you; only then can I leave in peace. Will you come with me?"
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