In her previous life, Zhou Yi'an died on the front lines.
Jiang Shuyao was only twenty-four when she became a widow. Everyone said she was lucky, that Captain Zhou had left her compensation money and the honor of being a martyr's widow. No one knew she held his military uniform at night and cried until dawn. No one knew she wept to the empty air, saying, "Come back."
And no one knew that his farewell letter said: I hope you find someone to stay by your side for the rest of your life.
She hated those words. She wanted him.
Then she was reborn, returning to 1976, the second year of their marriage.
He had just returned from the front lines. They hadn't seen each other for six months. He was thinner and tanner, but he was alive.
That night, she thought she was dreaming. Since it was a dream, she didn't have to hold back. She clung to him and cried, wrapped her arms around him and kissed him, telling him everything she'd wanted from him but had gone without in her previous life.
As a virile man, how could he resist? They made love until dawn.
Only when morning came did she realize it wasn't a dream.
She looked around the family compound of 1976 and realized she had been reborn.
She turned to look at him, bare-chested. He stubbornly muttered, "...Don't cry next time. When you cry, I don't know what to do."
Jiang Shuyao laughed through her tears and thought:
Zhou Yi'an, I wronged you in my previous life. This time, you're mine and mine alone.
So what if our marriage was arranged? I'm Jiang Shuyao, and I'll stand by the marriage arranged for me.
Tags: #PeriodFiction #Reborn #MarriageFirstLoveLater #RuggedMaleLead #ThePursuitAfterTheBreakup #SweetRomanceBothAreEachOthersOnlyOne
