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"I'm so disappointed in you!"

He Jing opened her eyes when she heard the voice, and saw He Jianhua, who was over 40 years old. She was stunned for a moment, then looked around - pure white lime walls, cement floors, and the layout. It was the He family, her home fifty years ago.

She is back!

He Jing found it unbelievable because she clearly died of a heart attack.

Everything before my eyes must be a dream.

But why did I dream back to the year when I was eighteen?

1976, such a distant time.

He Jing felt a sense of desolation for no reason. She was afraid that she regretted choosing to stay in her adoptive parents' home, so she had such a dream before she died.

"He Jing!" Seeing that she was unrepentant, He Jianhua wanted to slap her again.

He Jianhua's roar brought He Jing back to her senses suddenly. She looked at the furious He Jianhua blankly, and couldn't help but recall why He Jianhua was so angry?

"Jingjing, Fangfang has forgiven you. Now apologize to your father, admit your mistake, and go to the hospital to take good care of Fangfang, and then we'll forget about this matter." Xie Rong stopped the angry He Jianhua and looked at He Jing with a worried look on her face.

He Fangfang? Hospital? Forgiveness? Mistake?

He Jing remembered that when she was 18 years old, He Jianhua got a promotion and took his whole family for a physical examination. He found out that her blood type did not match hers. Only then did he realize that the He and He families had taken the wrong child in the hospital 18 years ago.

He Jianhua and Xie Rong hid it from her and went to the village to pick up He Fangfang. They then told her the truth and hoped that she would stay.

He Jing has lived in the He family for eighteen years. She has a stable job in the city, familiar friends, and a fiancé. Naturally, she is unwilling to return to her biological parents' home where she is not familiar with them.

So, He Jing stayed.

But on the day before the family reunion party, He Fangfang found her and said she hoped she could help take a look at the skirt.

He Jing agreed. The skirt was very beautiful and fit He Fangfang very well.

But at the family reunion banquet, He Fangfang's skirt suddenly broke and slipped off.

He Jing was stunned when she saw her clutching her half-fallen skirt. He Fangfang said nothing, but just looked at her with tears in her eyes with grievance.

He Jing reacted and asked her what she meant angrily, but was slapped by He Jianhua. He Fangfang then tried to stop her in a hypocritical manner, which made He Jing even more angry and pushed her, causing He Fangfang to hit the corner of the wall and faint.

He Fangfang was sent to the hospital and had eight stitches on the back of her head. She needed to stay in the hospital for observation.

He Jing kept explaining, but He Jianhua didn't believe her, Xie Rong didn't believe her, and her fiancé looked at her as if he had never recognized her before.

Recalling all this, He Jing sneered. She stood up and looked at them sharply, "If it was me who did it, I would accept it openly. If it wasn't me, I would not admit it even if the sky fell!"

"You still want to quibble!" He Jianhua raised his hand and wanted to hit him again.

This time, Xie Rong did not stop her. She looked at He Jing sadly.

He Jing grabbed He Jianhua's hand and looked straight at him with her dark eyes. "This design is full of loopholes. I don't believe that Director He can't see it."

"Now you just don't want outsiders to know that your biological daughter, whom you found with so much difficulty, is a selfish villain!" He Jing shook off his hand, looking at them with a trace of sadness in her black eyes, "I don't owe you anything."

"It was not my intention to have the wrong child taken away." He Jing never expected that after so many years, she still couldn't help feeling sad and upset just in her dreams.

He Jing couldn't help choking up and continued, "I will leave."

After saying that, He Jing resisted the urge to cry, walked past them, and went back to her room to pack her luggage.

Xie Rong was stunned for a few seconds, and when she saw He Jing was really packing her clothes, she immediately panicked, "Jianhua, is Jing Jing really going back?"

He Jianhua didn't believe it at all. He snorted coldly, turned around and sat on the sofa in the living room, picked up the newspaper and started reading. He replied nonchalantly, "Just watch her act."

What are the conditions of the He family? What are the conditions of the He family?

He Jing must be crazy to choose to go back.

After hearing this, Xie Rong thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed true. She then felt relieved and stopped caring about He Jing.

An adopted daughter is certainly important, but the incident has become so serious that the entire Yunluo City is laughing at their family.

At this time, if He Jing does not take responsibility for this matter, the He family will lose all face.

He Jing packed two sets of light clothes, looked at the clean and tidy desk and the neatly made bed. Everything in front of her was so real, so real that she doubted whether this was a dream.

Dream? !

He Jing's heart trembled suddenly. She turned to look at the mirror on the dressing table and touched her face with trembling hands. Her red face still felt a little stinging.

She looked at her eighteen-year-old self in the mirror, her eyes sparkling and moist.

At this moment, she had not yet followed He Jianhua's arrangement and married a 40-year-old man, nor had she been blinded by domestic violence.

He Jing's heartbeat quickened, and she pinched her thigh nervously and anxiously, the pain instantly making her cry.

This is not a dream!

She really came back to life!

Back to the year when I was eighteen!

He Jing cried!

Her whole body began to tremble, her hands and feet became weak with excitement. She didn't have to marry an old man, she wouldn't be beaten half to death, and she wouldn't be able to get a divorce.

Looking back on her previous life, she had wasted half of her life. Only after her old man died of illness did she have the opportunity to do what she wanted to do. But by then, she was already fifty years old, blind, and sick.

No matter how good her cooking skills are, He Jing has no way to realize her dream of opening a happy restaurant.

After several rounds of deep breathing, He Jing finally calmed down. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, exhaled a long breath, and after sorting out her mood, He Jing came out carrying the wicker suitcase.

Before leaving, He Jing looked back at He Jianhua and Xie Rong, but neither of them paid any attention to her.

He Jing pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, turned back, opened the door, and left the house.

The door was closed, and He Jianhua snorted, "Not tonight, she will definitely be back soon."

"I'm going to the hospital to see Fangfang." Xie Rong stood up and glanced at He Jing's room. Everything was tidy. It seemed that she didn't bring anything with her. She just wanted to piss them off.

Xie Rong felt relieved.

After He Jing came out, she felt the air was a lot fresher. She looked at the blue sky, took a deep breath, and took a big step forward.

station.

He Jing bought a ticket to the countryside, but when she looked at the ticket, she thought of her biological parents.

In her previous life, her biological parents had come to visit her, but she was already married and was being abused by her husband.

She was so proud all her life that she didn't want her biological parents to know that she was not living a happy life. After her biological parents left, she cut off all contact with them.

But He Jing knew that after that visit, her biological parents would send her money, tickets, and local specialties every month.

She never replied once.

Thinking about it now, He Jing wanted to slap herself twice. She was really not a human being in her previous life. She ignored her good family members and had to think about her adoptive parents who had harmed her in her previous life.