Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander -
Chapter 461 - 319 I Come from the Future
Chapter 461: Chapter 319 I Come from the Future
I had something to do today, so I wrote a bit late. I will post before dawn tomorrow.
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"Speak," Zhou Mikang poured himself a glass of water, casually looking at Chuxia with the air of someone all ears. Clearly, he thought she was just throwing a little tantrum.
Chuxia fixed her gaze directly on him, "Do you believe in ghosts and gods?"
Zhou Mikang shook his head, "No!"
"Do you believe people have souls?" Chuxia asked again.
After a slight hesitation, Zhou Mikang shook his head again, "Not sure."
"What would you think if I told you they do?"
"I’d believe you."
"Really?" Chuxia raised her eyebrows, "Are you humoring me or do you really believe me?"
"Of course, I believe you," Zhou Mikang looked at her earnestly, "Nothing is absolute. My understanding may not necessarily be correct.
I know you’re not the type of girl to spout nonsense about spirits, and if you say it, there must be a reason for saying so. If you’re willing to tell me, I’d be very happy to listen."
After hanging her head silently for quite a while, Chuxia made up her mind, "Do you want to be the most important person in my life, never to leave me no matter what happens, to share every secret with me?"
Zhou Mikang nodded solemnly, "Of course!"
"Have you ever doubted my identity?"
"Your identity?" Zhou Mikang looked at Chuxia with some confusion, "What identity? Are you talking about the discrepancy between what you know and what you have studied?"
"Yes."
"You mean..." Zhou Mikang lowered his voice, "You..." He paused, his eyebrows knitting together, and after a moment, he shook his head, "Impossible. Your life’s trajectory from childhood is very clear, there can’t be anything... Are you testing me?"
Chuxia rolled her eyes, "You think I’m a spy?"
Zhou Mikang didn’t make a sound, obviously, that’s what he was thinking.
"You have quite the imagination..." Pausing, Chuxia continued, "However, it’s not without reason. If I told you I am a spy from the future, would you believe me?"
"A spy from the future?" Zhou Mikang couldn’t help but laugh, instinctively reaching out to ruffle her hair, "What nonsense is running through that little head of yours?"
"Zhou Mikang, I’m serious..." Chuxia glared at him indignantly, "You just said you believed that I don’t spout nonsense about spirits and that there must be a reason behind my words!"
"I do believe you, but telling me you’re a spy from the future," Zhou Mikang spread his hands, "If I said I believed that, wouldn’t you think I was out of my mind?"
"So, the things I’m about to tell you might indeed make you think you’re out of your mind, because, yes, I am Lin Chuxia, but I’m not the Lin Chuxia from this era.
I come from the twenty-first century, born in 1989, which means the real me has not yet been born this year.
As for why I’m in this era, I don’t know. Anyway, I woke up and became Lin Chuxia of this era.
At first, I was incredibly afraid and uncomfortable. I constantly thought about returning to my own era, and each day, I hoped night would fall so I might sleep my way back.
Unfortunately, as days passed, I remained in this era. It’s not that I haven’t thought about suicide, but I lack the courage to die."
"Most importantly, the way I came to this era was too bizarre. I didn’t dare to try randomly; what if after committing suicide I didn’t return to my original body but ended up in the terrible ancient times? What then?"
"Comparatively speaking, although this era is poorer and more closed off, it is still a thousand times better than ancient times."
"Since I couldn’t find a way back, my only option was to adapt to life here and treat my parents as my real parents."
The room fell into a prolonged silence. Zhou Mikang gazed at Chuxia thoughtfully, his eyes full of inquiry.
"I’m not making up a story, and I’m not testing you. I intended to keep this secret for my whole life, but now you’re facing all these unknown dangers, and I don’t want to live with regrets in the future.
Making this decision was hard. I’ve been hesitating and struggling these past few days, but in the end, I decided to tell you."
"Silly girl." Zhou Mikang stood up, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly. "Such a silly girl. I was just thinking, no wonder a person’s personality can change so much—it’s like changing a core, isn’t it? Haven’t you changed too?
It must have been tough holding it all in by yourself for all these years. From now on, tell me anything you can’t tell others. For your sake, I will also make myself keep going."
No doubts.
No probing.
No frights.
No surprises.
...
There was only deep understanding. Tears involuntarily brimmed in her eyes. Chuxia reached out her arms and clung tightly to his waist, her sobs growing louder, until finally, she cried uncontrollably...
He gently patted her back, asking no questions, offering no consolations, just letting her vent all the fear and loneliness that had accumulated in her heart.
"It’s not... not these years..." Chuxia finally stopped crying, her voice thick with nasal congestion, "It’s only been a year. When you met me, I had just come to terms with it not long ago."
"You are very brave," Zhou Mikang sighed softly. "Really brave. I am honored to be your husband and happy to be trusted by you."
Chuxia suddenly looked up at Zhou Mikang with earnest eyes, "By the way, you said my personality reminded you of your sister who passed away. Could it be, she was also like me, from the future?"
"No," Zhou Mikang shook his head. "She was just spoiled from a young age, a bit fiery in her personality. What she knew didn’t go beyond what she had learned."
Chuxia said, "I studied music, up to level twelve in piano. Now, it’s no wonder I’m proficient with instruments, right?"
"You..." Zhou Mikang tightened his hold on her arms. "You won’t suddenly go back one day, will you?" The Lin Chuxia he had fallen in love with was the one right before him, and naturally, his feelings wouldn’t change just because she was from the future.
"I don’t know." Chuxia shook her head, "But I feel I probably won’t. I won’t hide from you; recently, I dreamed about returning to a home that was mine.
The me of that era was still alive, getting along very well with my family, and I had even met a man I liked. Perhaps, this is destiny’s arrangement."
"Do you mean the Chuxia of this era has gone to your era?"
"Right, that must be the case. Because I’ve always felt a lack of belonging to this era, always missing my mom and dad, grandparents, worried that they would suffer from losing me.
As a result, I had such a dream. If it’s said that daytime thoughts lead to nighttime dreams, that might be possible, but the feelings in my dream convinced me it must be real.
It was also because of that dream that I truly decided to settle down and live well in this era; if the daughter of my parents here has comforted my relatives there, then I should act as their real daughter."
"Good, good, good..." Zhou Mikang said ’good’ several times, not making it clear whether he meant it good that Chuxia wouldn’t go back or good that she took care of her parents. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com), with recommendation tickets or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
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