Time Travel: Female Cannon Fodder of the Republic of China

Ai Shutong understood.

After Dr. Fowler explained it this way, it seemed like there were two souls inhabiting one body.

She thought so and said so.

Dr. Fowler smiled good-naturedly, "We can't see what the end of science is yet. If you understand it that way, I have no objection!"

Ai Shutong smiled and nodded, "It makes sense."

After the two exchanged contact information, Dr. Fowler personally took Ai Shutong to meet Huang Lanying.

Huang Lanying was originally thin, and when Ai Shutong saw her this time, she felt that she had lost at least ten pounds, and her entire body was just skin and bones.

She was wearing a blue cheongsam and staring out the window in a daze. Even when Dr. Fowler and Ai Shutong walked up to her, they did not pull her eyes away.

"Ms. Huang, I'm here to see you. Do you still recognize me?" Ai Shutong said cautiously.

Huang Lanying did not look away, her eyes were still looking out the window, as if the scenery there particularly attracted her, "Miss Ai is really capable, you can come in here too."

Ai Shutong didn't care about the dissatisfaction in her tone. She didn't stand up and yell at herself. She should be content.

After all, the two of them are not friends at all. They were on opposite sides before, and with Shen Jiaxing there, their relationship will probably not be very good in the future.

"Can I be alone with Miss Huang for a while?"

Fowler looked at his watch and said, "I'll take you out in half an hour."

Ai Shutong nodded and agreed.

When there were only two people left in the room, Ai Shutong spoke again, "Huang Lanying, no, I should call you Huang Lanzi. After all, this body belongs to my younger sister Huang Lanzi, right?"

Huang Lanying finally responded. She looked at Ai Shutong blankly, "It's better if you call me Huang Lanying. Lanzi hasn't appeared for a long time."

Ai Shutong asked curiously: "How did you know?"

Huang Lanying: "I have been writing to her every day recently, but I haven't received a reply from her."

Ai Shutong told her her previous guess.

Before she could fully digest it, he continued, "Huang Lanzi might be doing this to help you. She feels guilty about you, so she wants to give her body to you."

Huang Lanying simply couldn't accept this fact. "No, you are lying to me, you liar! Lanzi will not leave me. We live well in the same body. We will live together!"

Ai Shutong shook her head. "No, it's not good for you to live in the same body. Open your eyes and look where you are."

"Do you think you two can get out of this place, sharing the same body all this time?"

In Huang Lanying's desperate eyes, Ai Shutong revealed the truth she had tried hard to hide, "No, you can't get out. They will kill one of you before letting the other go back."

Before she could say anything else, Fowler walked in, looking at his watch, "Miss, it's time. I'll take you out."

Ai Shutong looked at Huang Lanying deeply for the last time, then turned around and walked out without looking back.

Sitting in the rickshaw on the way back, Ai Shutong was still thinking about her own meddling just now.

Perhaps because they had similar experiences, she felt a little empathy.

She understood this fear very well, and dared not tell anyone, let alone let others find out, because once discovered, she would most likely be killed as an alien.

Huang Lanying is a good example. In her body, whether it is two souls or two personalities, only one can remain.

What's the difference between the other one disappearing and being dead? !

Ai Shutong returned home with emotion and ran into Li Zhong at the door. He looked unhappy. Before she could ask, Li Zhong took the initiative to say, "Miss, my father sent me a letter, and there is one for you. I guess you asked him to inquire about your old servant, and there is news."

Ai Shutong took the letter, thanked him, looked at his face and asked, "Uncle Li, why do you look so bad? Are you feeling unwell?"

Li Zhong looked at her, hesitant to speak, and after a few seconds of silence, he finally said, "Chunrong is back."

Ai Shutong was a little surprised. Why did Li Chunrong come back suddenly? She hadn't been back since she got married. She didn't come back on August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival. Why did she come back today when it wasn't a festival?

Seeing that Li Zhong looked unhappy, she guessed that it was not a good thing, so she said, "If there is anything I can help you with, just ask."

Li Zhong sighed deeply, "Chun Rong was divorced by the Qiu family!"

"She also...had a miscarriage. I was just about to ask someone to come back and take care of her during the confinement period."

Ai Shutong didn't expect that Li Chunrong would encounter such a thing, "Why did Chunrong have a miscarriage?"

Li Zhong opened his mouth this time, but no words came out.

If his father knew that he said these dirty things to the young lady, he would beat him to death.

Thinking of this, he groaned twice and said nothing more.

Ai Shutong saw his embarrassment and most likely thought that family disgrace should not be made public.

"Uncle Li, I won't bother you anymore, go and do your work first!"

When she got home and hadn't changed her shoes yet, Xia Yu came over. As soon as Ai Shutong saw her angry expression, she knew she wanted to talk about Li Chunrong.

Sure enough, she said with an unhappy face: "Miss, Chunrong was kicked out by the Qiu family."

Ai Shutong put her handbag on the table, "How did you know? Did Uncle Li tell you?"

Xia Yu shook his head, "Uncle Li, why should I tell you that?"

"Chunrong was carried back by the Qiu family's servants on a door panel. The door panel was covered in blood, and Chunrong was unconscious."

"Snapped--"

Ai Shutong slammed the table in anger, "You just let them go like that? There's a phone at home, just call the police!"

Xia Yu was frightened. "Uncle Li argued with them for a few words, and they said that they were servants and they had no say in the affairs of the young mistress. They dared not disobey the young master's order."

Ai Shutong's chest heaved up and down with anger. If she hadn't left the house, she would definitely not have let those people leave. Without the help of servants, how could that heavy smoker from the Qiu family have made Chunrong like this? !

Seeing Ai Shutong so angry, Xia Yu quickly comforted her, "Miss, don't be angry. The monk can run away, but the temple cannot."

"Pudong Nanhui is neither too close nor too far from here. Haven't you learned how to drive? Isn't it easy to go there?!"

Ai Shutong was deeply shocked by Xia Yu's IQ. "No matter who comes to their house, we will detain them. If they want the person back, they have to come to our house on their own initiative."

"Let's say that even if they don't come to our house, we can sell those servants to the mines and get thirty dollars a head!"

"Wouldn't it be nice to use that money to buy some supplements for Chunrong?"

"What can I do in Nanhui? Go get beaten?"

Xia Yu secretly glanced at the young lady and said in confusion: "Can we call the police even if we go to Nanhui?"