Menglixi People

Tong Xi died on the night of his 35th birthday, and his last consciousness remained in the bone-chilling chill of the operating room. In her previous life, obesity was a stigma attached to her, and her low self-esteem had been drilled into her bones since childhood. She once thought she was married to the right man, but the man used cold violence to deal with her daily life, and finally tricked her into taking on loan sharks that snowballed. Her parents regarded her as a burden, and her husband's family only regarded her as a reproductive tool. She tried her best to please everyone, but all she got was in vain - not even a single person was around her when she died. When I opened my eyes again, the burnt pain of overtime coffee still lingered in my nose, but a little girl was reflected in the mirror: as thin as a bean sprout, with timid eyes, and the corners of the washed-yellow vest were frayed. The humiliation of the previous life, the coldness of debt, the loneliness of being abandoned by the whole world... Were like a red-hot iron, scalding on Tong Xi's heart! She clenched her fists and swore silently to the shivering figure in the mirror: "In this life, I don't have to look at anyone's face, and I don't have to care about anyone's expectations. Cut off love and focus on making money - this is the path I should take!" In the dead silence, the gears of fate suddenly clicked. Tong Xi didn't realize that at the moment when she was decisively cutting away from the past, there was a pair of eyes locked firmly on her in a corner that she had completely ignored in her previous life. That gaze was as silent as a deep pool, but it was filled with the tremor of being lost and found, hiding a love that even time could not erase. In her previous life, she was a weed that no one cared about, fending for itself in the wind and rain. In this life, there were already people who were full of tenderness, built a canopy to protect her from the rain, and prepared a way for her to chase the light.