Chapter 144: Changing the Ending

It was as if the fox spirit's ending had something to do with her.

Jiang Cheng pulled her into his embrace; he had regrets.

Twenty years ago, because of a misunderstanding regarding a love letter, he did not have the courage to pursue his moon, so the two of them wasted time until now to finally be together.

But the regrets of his reckless youth could now only remain regrets.

After all, no one could be like the fox spirit in the strange tales, capable of reversing time.

However, while telling this story, he still held a fantasy in his heart: if he could return to his youth, he would certainly and resolutely pull his moon into his arms.

No one would be allowed to snatch her away from him.

Si Rong could not wait for the story to continue and pinched his arm to urge him, "Tell it!"

"On the day of the grand wedding, the Zhuangyuan was followed by a friend carrying a sword. Although time and space were in chaos, the fox spirit recognized at a glance that this person was exactly the Daoist from her previous life."

"The sword that Daoist carried was not as large as the one in the previous life, and his cultivation was not as high as in the previous life either. The fox spirit stayed by the scholar's side without changing her expression."

"She had loved the scholar for two lifetimes. Behind the red bridal veil, her gaze was filled with reluctance. When a sword thrust toward her chest, the fox spirit was already prepared; the scholar's sword missed, and she snatched it away, backhanding it into the scholar's heart."

Si Rong liked this ending very much.

Unlike her guess that the fox spirit would die twice at the hands of the scholar, the fox spirit's counterattack was truly brilliant.

Otherwise, it would have been a complete waste of this time-space reversal.

She was the same.

After remarrying, she and Shen Lan and Li Xuan were no longer on the same path; she would only live happily and healthily.

Jiang Cheng lowered his eyes to look at the top of her head; his deep features appeared even more three-dimensional under the moonlight.

He had changed the ending of this story.

He did not like the original ending where the fox spirit died twice at the hands of the scholar.

He had seen this novel by accident, and now that he had changed the ending, it would be a new story.

At night, Jiang Cheng had a dream.

In the dream, he returned to his youth, moving wantonly through the campus; when passing the dance studio, he could not help but stop his feet.

He looked at the girl in the center of the dance studio wearing a white dance outfit.

The girl's face was rosy, likely because she had been dancing for a long time; her extended waist was like a swan's, and her arms were as agile as butterfly wings.

She was so beautiful that one dared not even make a sound while breathing, for fear of disturbing this beautiful scene.

Suddenly, the girl looked toward him from across the space, and Jiang Cheng's heart began to beat wildly.

When he woke up in the morning, his mood carried a sense of that lingering loss.

The woman in his arms turned over and wrapped her arms around his waist, and Jiang Cheng immediately felt his heart was full again.

He kissed Si Rong's beautiful hair; the woman had now shed the immaturity of a young girl and possessed an increasingly mature charm.

The two fine lines at the corners of her eyes could not affect her beauty in the slightest; they were merely strokes gently left behind by the passage of time.

Jiang Cheng's heart stirred slightly, and he kissed the woman awake.

Then...

After it ended, a satisfied smile hung on the corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth.

He cleaned everything up before going to work.

Wu Ma received instructions from the master of the house and did not go up to call the mistress to eat until nearly noon.

"Ma'am, if you don't want to get up, shall I bring the food up?"

Wu Ma was getting on in years, and in this life, she had seen many people and experienced many things.

People are different from one another, and fates are different too.

It had to be said that her own mistress was truly one of the few happy women she had ever seen.

After getting pregnant, her maiden family sent tonics and good things in a steady stream, her husband was an officer who came home to accompany her after work, and her parents-in-law called every two days to ask what she wanted to eat so they could make it and send it over.

"No need, Wu Ma," Si Rong stretched, slowly getting up from the bed, where Jiang Cheng had already laid out a maternity dress for her at the foot of the bed, "I'll go downstairs to eat."

She was not used to eating in bed; it was more comfortable in the courtyard.

"By the way, Ma'am, there is one more thing," Wu Ma said, rubbing her hands a bit embarrassedly, "My daughter's school is on break and she has nowhere to go. Could you let her stay here for a while? She can just sleep in the same room as me."

Her husband had remarried, and when her daughter went there, she was always treated harshly by her stepmother.

Si Rong thought about it and realized it was not a big deal, so she said, "Then let her come."

"Thank you, Ma'am. My daughter is very well-behaved and sensible; she definitely won't cause you any trouble. Then, please deduct a little from my salary for these two months as her meal money."

The Jiang family's food was good; even with the meal money deducted, they were actually the ones taking advantage.

Wu Ma thought she would have to work even harder to serve the mistress well.

"It's just adding a pair of chopsticks, Wu Ma, no need to be so formal."

Soon, Si Rong met Wu Ma's daughter, Wang Caiyun. Wang Caiyun had inherited Wu Ma's round face, which was somewhat flat; the young girl was always shy when meeting strangers.

After being taught by her mother to say 'Hello, Ma'am', she lowered her head and dared not speak.

Her long, straight bangs hung down, almost covering half of her face.

"Hello."

Si Rong had another thought in agreeing to let her come: Jiang Zhi was going to Jing Shi to attend university in September, and she heard Wang Caiyun was also attending university in Jing Shi. If they hung out during the summer, Jiang Zhi would have someone to look after her when the time came.

"She is about the same age as Xiao Zhi, they can play together."

However, perhaps she had overthought it; Jiang Zhi was not a lively person by nature, and when she met Wang Caiyun, it was rare for there to be a single word between them for half a day.

Being this honest, she was actually relieved.

If she were as glib as Li Xuan, she would have started to worry.

Li Xuan had not been sleeping well these past two days. She was already exhausted from handing out flyers everywhere during the day to recruit students, sometimes even having to curry favor with the fat man, and at night, Shen Lan kept tossing and turning, disturbing her.

Shen Lan felt that something was wrong with his body.

A few days ago, he ran into Zhu Yun by chance, and when he mentioned his insomnia, Zhu Yun took his pulse.

Zhu Yun's expression was very grave, but no matter how he asked, Zhu Yun insisted there was no problem.

It was only when leaving that Zhu Yun seemed hesitant to speak, saying only that he should eat whatever he wanted to eat as soon as possible.

Then the man left.

As soon as Shen Lan received his wages, he went to the hospital to have every possible examination done.

Yet there were no major problems at all!

This made Shen Lan even more uneasy.

If there were no problems, why would Zhu Yun have said that?

Although that old man was unscrupulous, his medical skills were still formidable; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to concoct a dose of medicine that prevented Si Rong from conceiving for twenty years, which no other doctor could diagnose.

Let him eat whatever he wanted?

This reminded Shen Lan of his father's final days; at that time, when they brought his father home from the city hospital, the doctor had said the same thing, and as a result, his father passed away in less than half a month.

Could it be that he was also about to die?

Now, whenever he thought of this possibility, his whole body felt as uncomfortable as if it were covered in fleas.

What should he do?

He was now desperate to find Zhu Yun, but that unscrupulous old thing had completely vanished, just like he did not long after poisoning Si Rong, and he had searched the entire Huaiyang without finding him.

"Are you going to sleep or not?" Li Xuan no longer had much patience for him, "If you aren't sleeping, then get out!"

"Li Xuan, I think I have a serious illness," Shen Lan said.