The Sweetness of the Seventies
Chapter 1015 - 984: Interesting

Chapter 1015: Chapter 984: Interesting

He Tiantian felt as if she were drifting in a dreamy sea, unable to extricate herself.

He Tiantian slept soundly at night, and in her dreams, she carried a small basket on her back, picking a variety of fresh flowers on the flower-covered hillside to make floral teas.

While picking flowers, she sang.

"In March the partridges wander all over the mountains, in April the river flows everywhere, the tea-picking girls move along the tea mounts, with the tea songs soaring to the white clouds, yo hey yo, as the hares scurry over the slope..."

The joy in the dream also made the soundly-sleeping He Tiantian’s lips curl up into a smile, and she even hummed out loud...

Even in the darkness of night, Huo Yingjie could still clearly see the expression on He Tiantian in his arms, guessing she was having a beautiful dream. He just wondered if he was in that dream?

In her dream, He Tiantian was picking tea, and when she was hot and sweating profusely, Huo Yingjie brought her sweet spring water in a bamboo tube.

Afterward, they stopped picking tea and started picking flowers, the two of them roaming and adventuring through the mountains and meadows where they encountered three plump little pigs...

Initially, He Tiantian wanted to eat the three little pigs, but they seemed to have become enchanted, actually calling her ’mommy’.

He Tiantian took a closer look and realized they were her three children, who had mischievously dressed up in little pig pajamas.

Thinking back, she shuddered, almost having eaten her three little ones.

Afterward, the two of them, along with the three kids, played and frolicked on the mountain. However, the children were particularly mischievous, giving He Tiantian quite a headache.

One moment, Huo Ruihua went down to the river to catch fish.

Another, Huo Ruimin climbed trees.

At one point, Huo Ruifeng even started poking a hornet’s nest!

...

Irate, He Tiantian chased the children all over the mountain, trying to spank them, while Huo Yingjie continually protected them, ending with He Tiantian aiming her blows at Huo Yingjie as well.

Such a dream was really too amusing.

After a night of good dreams, He Tiantian woke up in the morning feeling refreshed and clear-headed.

Huo Yingjie, who was gently leaning against the headboard, asked, "What did you dream about last night? You started with a smile, then you flailed your legs randomly, and at the end, you were hitting someone..."

He Tiantian was startled and the smile at the corner of her mouth faded as she asked, "Was I sleepwalking?"

"It wasn’t sleepwalking; it’s just that the images in your dream had such a strong influence on you that you unconsciously made some movements from the dream," Huo Yingjie explained, "You were restless in my arms last night, you must have dreamed of many interesting things."

"Haha!" He Tiantian chuckled, "Yesterday I dreamt of..."

Since Huo Yingjie asked, He Tiantian actually remembered everything that happened in her dream from the day before, especially the scene where she chased the kids, which at one point made her laugh out loud.

Hearing He Tiantian’s description, Huo Yingjie also laughed along, no wonder his wife’s sleeping pose was so... so varied and amusing!

Part of this Chapter was redacted, and the author has rewritten an extra to post instead.

Extra (Four) Revenge, Rebirth

Since He Tiantian had not returned home, he called her, but no one answered. He made several calls until the other side turned off the phone.

At that time, he even wondered if her phone had been stolen.

However, when he received the phone call again, it was from the police, informing him that He Tiantian had died in Nan City and telling him to come quickly to identify the body.

"Fangfang, that’s your sister-in-law. She must have come here for a reason, perhaps after hearing that the old house back home was going to be demolished; she might have wanted to take one last look," Qi Jianguo recognized He Tiantian’s attachment to Nan City and the old house, as every time it was mentioned, He Tiantian would become pensive.

"She probably didn’t want to miss out on the demolition compensation," Qi Fangfang murmured softly.

Qi Jianguo looked at Qi Fangfang and said, "Fangfang, what kind of person was your sister-in-law? Don’t you know after all these years? Would she care about money?"

Zhou Hongqi reprimanded, "Fangfang, respect the dead. Your sister-in-law is gone now, so you shouldn’t talk like that. People mustn’t forget their roots; that house was a gift from your sister-in-law, and we must always remember her kindness."

Seeing that his brother-in-law could still speak some sense, Qi Jianguo’s anger subsided, and he went to rest in the room.

The next day, Qi Jianguo, Qi Fangfang, and Zhou Hongqi went together to the crematorium to receive an urn, which held He Tiantian’s ashes, to be taken back for burial.

Having listened to all the recordings, Huo Yingjie learned of the grievances He Tiantian had suffered over the years.

Since the day of He Tiantian’s death, Huo Yingjie had people investigate everything about her.

Thus, he came to know about all the events of He Tiantian’s life!

Huo Yingjie was filled with regret, wishing he had double-checked back then, wishing he had trusted He Tiantian just a little more.

But the world is not full of what-ifs!

A secretary came in carrying a large box and placed it on Huo Yingjie’s desk, saying, "Chairman, this is the item you requested."

"Thank you, you can go now," Huo Yingjie said softly.

Assistant You left the room and closed the door behind him.

Huo Yingjie gently opened the cardboard box and took out a delicate urn.

Yes, this was He Tiantian’s urn.

Inside were He Tiantian’s ashes.

He Tiantian had had such an unhappy life; he wouldn’t let her be buried in a foreign place. The urn Qi Jianguo had taken contained nothing but sand and stones.

Huo Yingjie took out a black and white photo from his wallet and attached it to the urn.

In her life, he hadn’t taken good care of and cherished He Tiantian; in death, he wanted her to leave beautifully!

So the urn was the finest one, and the photo on it was also from He Tiantian’s youthful days.

Huo Yingjie admitted he should bear the main responsibility for this affair; it was his weakness and giving up that made it impossible for them to be together.

He was filled with remorse.

But there is no medicine for regret in this world.

He Tiantian could not be brought back to life.

The fury in Huo Yingjie’s heart had nowhere to be vented.

He had uncovered those who had framed the He family all those years ago and sent them to prison.

As for Qi Jianguo, the man who had deceived He Tiantian all her life, Huo Yingjie would also make him pay a painful price; as for Qi Fangfang and Liu Lingli, who had bullied He Tiantian, Huo Yingjie wouldn’t let them off either.

Then, not long after, Qi Jianguo, Qi Fangfang, Mother Qi, Zhou Hongqi, and Zhou Zhicheng—a family of five—died in a car accident while on a road trip.

The accident was attributed to a vehicle quality issue.

Liu Lingli, who had taken advantage of He Tiantian and helped Qi Jianguo deceive her, was sentenced to fifteen years in prison for corruption and bribery after being reported, likely to spend her old age behind bars.

Ha, dead, imprisoned, but what does it matter!

He Tiantian could not be brought back to life.

Huo Yingjie sat in the study, took out two cups, drank from one, and talked to the photo on the urn.

This photo was Huo Yingjie’s most treasured; the He Tiantian in the photo was at the prime of her beauty, merely fifteen years old.

From now on, he could only look at this photo.

"Tiantian, if you had been happy, if you had lived a happy life, I might feel a bit more at ease, but you... you didn’t have it good..." Huo Yingjie drank a whole cup once again.

"You didn’t have it good, so why didn’t you come to me?" He drank another cup.

"Actually, it’s all my fault, I should have come to you..." That was the third cup.

"I was cowardly, why didn’t I dare to come find you?" This was the fourth cup.

"I want to know, do you hate me?" That was the fifth cup.

"You must hate me..." That was the sixth cup.

"Hating me means you still love me..." That was the seventh cup.

"In my heart, I hate you, I love you..." That was the eighth cup.

"If... if there is a next life... even in death, I will not give up on you..." That was the ninth cup.

However, Huo Yingjie only drank half of the ninth cup before he slumped onto the table, weakened, his face pale, motionless.

Afterward, when he woke up again, Huo Yingjie had returned to his glorious eighteen-year-old self!

His sweet Tiantian was then the fresh and lovely fifteen she once was!