['I, Xiong Jingfei, take Yang Zheyan as my husband. To care and love him during the good and bad times. He will be the only one for me in this lifetime.']
['I, Yang Zheyan, take Xiong Jingfei as my wife. To care and love her during the good and bad times. She will be…']
Xiong Jingfei opened her eyes and stared up at a ceiling that she wasn't familiar with. Her body was aching, but it didn't hurt as much as what she felt in her heart.
Why did I have to dream of that day again?
She tried raising her right hand to wipe away these useless tears coming out of her eyes. Why bother coming out when it wasn't going to solve anything? However, her hand was as useless as these tears. It was trembling by just trying to raise it up beside her.
The door clicked, and Wu Yuan walked in. "You're finally awake."
Xiong Jingfei looked up at Wu Yuan from where she was lying.
His existence was proof that what she saw and did was real. It wasn't a silly dream like the ones she had. Well, those weren't dreams, to begin with. They were fragments of her past life that came back to haunt her.
Every time she closes her eyes, she enters into a dark world, but it wasn't so scary after knowing Ai was with her. She has been by Xiong Jingfei's side ever since she could recall her dreams. She will listen to Ai's cries and screams, trying to understand it, but she never could understand it.
In tonight's dream, it was the ending between her and Ai.
Xiong Jingfei took her time and walked up to Ai, who was always dressed in a white hanfu dress. She didn't look any different from the day Xiong Jingfei met her. She had beautiful long black hair that covered the side of her face. In her hands, she is holding onto a silver butterfly hairpin.
Xiong Jingfei has never seen Ai's face in the past twenty-two years of her life, but now, she sees her.
The person she named Ai meant love because she looked lonely. That person was no one else but her.
I am Ai.
Xiong Jingfei could only quietly cry and hug the Ai in her dream. Ai was meant to be here as a reminder for Xiong Jingfei and the oath she made.
"I'm sorry…" Xiong Jingfei held onto the crying Ai in her embrace. "How could I have forgotten…"
She wanted to forget about anyone who was part of her painful past life. Xiong Jingfei didn't want to remember those people's faces when she saw them in this lifetime. Causing her to automatically forget people's faces, but now, it was no longer a problem.
Ai's crying and screaming became quieter and quieter as Xiong Jingfei kept apologizing over and over. Slowly, the figure of Ai was vanishing away. There was no need for Ai anymore when Xiong Jingfei came to accept her long-forgotten self.
"Feifei, how are you feeling?" Wu Yuan asked, wiping away her tears and helped her sit up. She was in an emotional state right now, and he knows how she is currently feeling.
Remembering and feeling all the happiness, sorrow, and pain you went through your past life wasn't easy. Everything comes crashing onto you… Hitting you so real that you felt like you went through it again this lifetime.
Perhaps that's why people are born without remembering their past life. They're given a second chance at a new life without knowing what they went through in the past. A fresh and clean start.
Unlike the rest. Xiong Jingfei and Wu Yuan were the few who had no choice but to remember sooner or later.
Xiong Jingfei sighed and tried to stop the tears from falling, but it just wouldn't stop! Everything still hurts… Like a needle always poking at her chest one at a time.
When she opened my mouth and tried to say something, nothing was coming out. Besides a dry sound escaped. Worried, she looked over to Wu Yuan. Was that the only chance I got to use it? Did I lose my voice again!?
Wu Yuan poured water into a cup and gave it to her. "You didn't lose your voice. It's only like that because you were screaming and crying."
Xiong Jingfei frantically made a gesture, asking how long she had been sleeping? Why would her body feel like this if it was only a few hours?
He smiled and gently patted her head like a child. "A day and a half. Rest some more to recover your voice."
Rest? She has been sleeping for a day and a half, so how much more rest does she need? Xiong Jingfei's body was aching for sleeping way too long.
"Like I said, why are you always so eager to leave? We still have plenty of time to talk." Wu Yuan got up and closed the door. "Rest well, Feifei."
****
Three days passed by since Wu Yuan told her to rest.
During those three days, Wu Yuan accompanied her and made sure not to leave her alone for too long. She wasn't sure why he would be this worried about her. It wasn't like she was going to take her life again this time around. He also wouldn't let her leave her room too.
So, during those three days, Xiong Jingfei stayed in the bedroom Wu Yuan put her in. Her main activity to pass the time was to stare out the window. It wasn't that fun, but she didn't feel like doing anything else too.
By not saying a single word to Wu Yuan during those three days. He became worried that Xiong Jingfei's voice hadn't fully recovered and her mental health.
Then by the fourth day, Wu Yuan came bursting into the room and beckoned her to follow him. When she didn't get up immediately but sat put by the window. He grabbed her by the arm and ushered her out of the room.
"Let's go."