Three lifetis of reincarnation have probably worn down all my hostility.
Because I wanted to possess so much, I dared not hold too tightly.
The result was that in the third lifeti, they didn’t even have a grand wedding, and she quietly conceived a child.
I can’t understand!
Why, after I gave everything, why, after I treated her with all kindness, did it end like this?
Ti and ti again!
If my forceful possession in the first was what made her resentful, then this ti I have changed. Clearly, there were countless opportunities where I could have taken her away, yet I couldn’t bear to.
I wanted her willing heart.
I always thought I wasn’t doing well enough, so I tried harder.
But how could she fall for soone else in such a short ti?
Could she really not rember at all?
I don’t believe it!
If the child is to co, then so be it; it wasn’t as if it never happened in the first life.
I thought to myself, if I could send that man away at this mont, and take good care of her, maybe there would be a chance?
Even up until then, I never thought about why she was so averse to .
Even if after reincarnation there are no mories, even if her first impression of cannot be her savior, at least it shouldn’t be fear or terror.
Until the day she gave birth, I suddenly thought of the first life.
The words she used her last breath to say to as she was dying...
Ying Ce, I curse you! To be loved unreciprocated all your life, through all your reincarnations, never to end well!
You will endure endless bodily tornt! You will suffer relentless spiritual anguish!
The souls of Bianliao’s hundreds of thousands of wronged citizens will haunt you day and night!
You must live well, live long, to experience such grief and unbearable pain!
I don’t care about those souls of Bianliao’s citizens; even if they haunt day and night, I am not afraid.
But that one line... to be loved unreciprocated all your life, through all your reincarnations, never to end well.
It has co true.
In every reincarnation, I am loved unreciprocated.
In every reincarnation, I et an end that is not good.
I have died again and again, eternally in pain within this world.
Every minute, every second, I endure the liver-slicing, heart-wrenching pain she described.
This is a curse she made with her life.
A curse branded into the soul.
Thus, even if I reincarnate a hundred tis, I will always be sothing to fear?
I once thought, perhaps I should just let go.
But I can’t accept that.
If I were to disappear, I’m afraid not even a trace of hatred would remain in her heart for .
While I hesitated on what to do, from afar, I saw her with her maid, holding a two-year-old girl in her arms, appearing at the market.
That girl with two pigtails looked so much like the little girl who once gave candy.
At that mont, there was nothing else I could think of, and I lost all reason.
Originally, I loathed the arrival of that child, but seeing her at that mont, I felt her arrival was my redemption.
At that ti, I changed my appearance and followed them through the crowd.
The little girl lay on her mother’s shoulder, curiously observing everything around her.
But when she saw , she smiled.
That smile...
I will rember it for the rest of my life.
Finally, in this life, I still ended up doing sothing that hurt her.
I took that two-and-a-half-year-old girl away, personally raising her.
Initially, I was suddenly fearful of my action, worried that she was too young to survive.
But she was so well-behaved.
She even called with a smile: Big brother.
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