In the first year of their marriage, their love bore fruit, a pair of twins.
Due to the original owner’s health reasons, the children were not raised by her personally, and she only went to the foster family once a month to see them.
Until the children turned seven, when the original owner’s health stabilized, she took them to live with her.
Perhaps because she did not raise them by hand, the children were respectful to the original owner, but not close.
This was the only regret in the original owner’s heart.
In the following days, life was calm and happy, the children gradually grew up, and her husband loved her as he did for decades.
Even when outstanding female comrades expressed love towards Han Zixuan, the original owner didn’t need to intervene, as her husband handled it himself.
He truly was a very good husband, a good father.
The children also preferred their father, which made the original owner feel a bit lost.
But the husband quickly comforted her heart’s loss, and Han Zixuan treated the original owner even better.
Han Zixuan was also a capable man, and the original owner never worried about food, clothing, housing, or transportation.
Until in her old age, the original owner discovered a diary in the study by accident.
On it were sparse words, forceful handwriting, making it easy to sense the hatred and unrest within the writer’s heart.
"Huo Wei must die..." The simple four words shocked the original owner imnsely.
She even saw detailed action plans on the following pages.
Moreover, there was an old examination report of her and the twin siblings, proving that she had no blood relation with her own children.
It seed the diary recorded more things, but the original owner didn’t have ti to read before Han Zixuan discovered it.
At that mont, Han Zixuan’s devilish twisted appearance terrified the original owner.
"Since you know, then go die..." These were the words the original owner heard faintly as the pain in her heart surged.
She was filled with confusion, her husband whom she loved all her life actually wanted to kill her.
Why?
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Stepping out, outside was a rural courtyard where several families lived together in one yard.
The current era background resembled so 60s or 70s Su Li experienced, yet many aspects were different according to the original owner’s mory.
The people in the yard, upon seeing Su Li, greeted her warmly.
"Xiao Wei, co have dinner at my house later, before leaving your Zixuan instructed repeatedly to take good care of you."
"Xiao Wei, your health is weak, hurry back to your room, don’t catch a chill from the wind."
Su Li smiled slightly but said nothing, retreating back into her room.
Even as Su Li remained silent, others didn’t feel it was out of place. Ever since Huo Wei suffered complications from childbirth, her once lively and enthusiastic nature beca much more reserved.
Indeed, the original owner’s health was truly poor at present.
Recalling scenes from the original owner’s mory, before the age of eighteen, the original owner’s physique was quite good.
Not to say she could punch a cow to death, but at least she wasn’t a delicate, fragile girl.
Yet after childbirth and its complications, she beca like Lin i, struggling to catch her breath after just a few more steps.
Thanks to Han Zixuan, she recovered over a few years to appear normal.
The original owner didn’t find it strange, but Su Li found it quite odd.
A woman with a strong constitution should find childbirth easier, even with complications, the recovery should be quicker than for a fragile woman.
Su Li returned to the previous room.
In the small worlds she experienced before, the protagonists resembled her true self; this ti, however, it was Huo Wei.
Her appearance was different from the prior vividness, tending more towards soft and charming.
At present, it was two years into the tiline where the original owner married Han Zixuan, the child was born, and the body was weakened.
Su Li slowly climbed onto the bed, sitting cross-legged to view inwardly.
Aside from postpartum weakness, the original owner’s body was also poisoned...
It made sense, a strong original owner shouldn’t be so delicate even after complications.
Due to toxins in her body, her heart also had minor issues.
Linking the original owner’s claim about her husband wanting to kill her, Su Li couldn’t help but speculate that this was his sche.
However, more mysteries unfolded.
As per the original owner’s life trajectory, she and Han Zixuan harbored no great animosity, and he was willing to marry and show affection for decades.
Su Li guessed, if not for the original owner’s final discovery of the diary, until death, she would have thought him a deeply affectionate husband.
What drove a man to deceive a woman for a lifeti?
If deceiving for a lifeti, even the lie becos reality, at least it was such for the original owner.
The Spiritual Energy of this world was very scarce, Su Li practiced the ntal thod for several cycles, barely purging the toxins from her body.
Yet the body remained frail, leaving Su Li no choice but to temporarily let it be.
In the evening, she went to Yu Zhenzhen’s ho for dinner, the family that warmly invited her in the afternoon.
At midnight, while Su Li ditated with eyes closed, she sensed movent at the door.
The room’s light ca on suddenly.
Han Zixuan, who tip-toed into the room, was montarily blinded by the sudden light.
Upon seeing Su Li sitting on the bed holding a blanket, watching him, he imdiately felt pity.
Still carrying his backpack, he rushed to her side, wrapping Su Li tightly in the blanket.
"You, being so careless, it’s cold at night, your body is weak, not keeping warm could make you catch cold."
From Han Zixuan’s conduct, it’s hard to tell if it’s genuine affection or exceptional acting, even Su Li saw him as a good husband truly caring for his wife.
Suppressing the impulse to push him away, Su Li adjusted the blanket and shifted the topic, "Where have you been, coming back so late?"
At these words, Han Zixuan stepped back from the bed, hurriedly placing his backpack on the table, and took out a package.
Excitedly, he waved it at Su Li, "I went through my distant relatives, putting in great effort to get this, it’s very good for your health."
Su Li focused on Han Zixuan’s hands, wrapped in a piece of old floral cloth.
Layer by layer it was unwrapped, revealing multiple transparent test tubes inside.
Each test tube contained liquid, of uncertain type, colorful, seemingly dreamlike.
Ten tubes in total, neatly arranged on the table, creating a stark juxtaposition with the simple rural room.
Su Li calmly asked, "What is this?"
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