Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1050: A Frank Meeting 4

Chapter 1050: Chapter 1050: A Frank Meeting 4

Feng Qingxue chuckled and reached out to tap his chin, only to be pricked by his stubble.

"Why would I coax you? If you had had a wife in your previous life, would I be so at ease now? No, I would only feel guilty, feeling like I had stolen someone else’s good marriage, and I’d never be able to get over it."

When she first read about Lu Jiang, what saddened her the most was that this hero had died in the torment of illness, causing Lu’s father to grieve profoundly. What she was most grateful for was that in this life, she was with him, and Lu Jiang didn’t have to live in the post-war sorrow alone as he did in his previous life, nor did he need to bear the moral shackles of stealing someone else’s marriage fate.

Even if everything was arranged by the heavens, she would still feel guilty towards the original owner of the body and the person whose identity she had taken over.

Lu Jiang let out a sigh of relief, "That’s good, that’s good—I was scared to death!" He had almost thought he had another family in his past life.

Even though his wife usually seemed gentle and easy to talk to, she harbored a strong sense of possessiveness deep down. If he had had a marriage in his previous life that was unrelated to his wife, she would have taken it to heart, all the way until her old age.

"Why are you so afraid?" Feng Qingxue glanced at him sideways.

"Nothing, nothing!" Lu Jiang then showed a smug smile, "I think there’s only one reason I was a bachelor in my last life."

"What reason?" Feng Qingxue faintly guessed he was about to sing his own praises, but she still asked the question.

Lu Jiang said with a grin, "That’s because I would rather be lacking than settle! If I couldn’t meet a revolutionary companion with whom I shared heart and soul, I was determined to be a bachelor for life, unwilling to make do. Wife, I’m really lucky, I must have accumulated a lot of virtue in my past life, for you to specifically come to me in this life, giving me a new family, and adorable children."

As he spoke, he took his wife’s hands in his own and placed them on his heart, his eyes brimming with deep affection—there were no traces of the playful smirk, but rather a serious and solemn expression: "Wife, thank you, thank you for bringing us happiness and change. I finally understand what the recluse meant; yes, you are the variable in our lives. Fate is determined by the heavens, but the variable is created by people. The heavens are indeed merciful, pitying our unsatisfactory past life, and sent you to change it all."

"You think I came specifically for you?" Feng Qingxue whispered. She herself didn’t know whether the intentions of the heavens were good or bad.

"Of course!" Lu Jiang was that confident. Otherwise, why would his wife have married him? It must be that their marital fate was predestined by heaven; the different eras caused them to miss each other, so the heavens resorted to this trick.

Feng Qingxue was very happy, narcissistically saying, "I think so too. Who asked you to be an old bachelor in your last life!"

The two looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter, their hearts nearly merging into one.

There were no other pedestrians on the road, and they walked briskly, chatting merrily.

"I remember the hermit’s dwelling is nearby; let’s go take a look. The old man left behind only a few words before he turned into an immortal. Why couldn’t he have waited? At least let us meet him, ask him about your matters—I want to know if you will always be with me and that we won’t encounter the problem of transcending time again." Lu Jiang’s greatest fear was this.

Actually, Feng Qingxue was also very worried, after all, they couldn’t dictate the will of the heavens.

"Let’s have a look. Maybe we’ll find something. I don’t believe the hermit knew his time was near and left nothing behind." Feng Qingxue strongly agreed with Lu Jiang’s suggestion.

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