Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Shang Qing felt very upset and tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

I simply stopped sleeping, sat up, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and looked out at the dark night. The moonlight was bright and hazy.

She was conflicted. Was she really that selfish, cold-blooded, and heartless? If not, why had she done so many disgusting things in her past life?

Isn't rebirth a chance for kindhearted people to make amends? A blessing for them!

But what about someone like her, someone who had never done a good thing in her previous life, and whose existence had caused many people to be hurt or even die?

Shang Qing couldn't figure it out. She didn't understand. They often say good people are rewarded. Her grandmother was a good person, did she get rewarded? Did those who died because of her also good people, do they get rewarded?

The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt, so much so that she had already burst into tears without realizing it.

I don’t know how long it took until my legs became stiff and my whole body seemed to be invaded by cold air.

Perhaps, this rebirth is also an opportunity for her, an opportunity to make up for her mistakes with regret, apology, and a heart of atonement.

Then, she must catch it! She will definitely catch it!

She, in this life, will never be the same as she was in her last life! She will protect those who love her and repay those she hurt in her last life. She will repay them! Let them live well! Live happily!

She was a carefree person. After coming to terms with her situation, Shang Qing no longer felt entangled or distressed.

Lying on the clean bed filled with the scent of sunshine, smelling the quilt with a fresh scent, Shang Qing smiled.

Grandma, I will never follow the same path as in my previous life. I will not be like in my previous life. I will take good care of you to atone for my sins. She gradually fell asleep.

The morning light was brilliant. In order to avoid being scorched by the sun, Shang Qing and her grandmother decided to set off early.

After breakfast, the clock pointed to eight.

"Grandma, grandma, let's go." Shang Qing smiled and took Grandma Kang's hand, skipping out.

"Okay! Let's go!" Grandma Kang followed Shang Qing closely like a little kid who knew nothing, and said with a smile that she would obey her orders and would never cause any trouble for her.

It is now the end of July and the beginning of August, the middle of summer vacation. Even though it is still early, it still feels stuffy when walking on the street.

If it weren't for the fact that many stores don't open until 8:30 at the earliest, Shang Qing would have wanted to leave earlier.

Luckily, within a few minutes of arriving at the bus stop, a bus slowly approached. Shang Qing pulled her grandmother aboard, and a burst of cool air washed over them. Fortunately, the bus's air conditioning helped dissipate much of the summer heat.

There weren't many people around, so the grandparents sat together, happily watching the shadows of trees and houses falling backwards outside the window.

Time slowed down, the cool breeze from the air conditioner was comfortable, and Shang Qing leaned on her grandmother's shoulder like a spoiled child. Grandma Kang smiled dotingly and gently stroked her hair.

Arriving at W City's commercial street, Shang Qing walked into the mall and looked at the dazzling array of shops. Stars sparkled in her eyes. This was simply her dream street. Unfortunately, she had no money. She could only look and feast her eyes.

Shang Qing was not discouraged. This time she was just going to buy daily necessities.

Of course, she had to dye her shit-yellow hair black first. Otherwise, she would be extremely self-deprecating. Even wearing a hat wouldn't be enough to change her mindset.

She always felt that people around her would look at her from time to time. Let's go to the barber shop first!

She found a small shop, dyed her hair black, and cut it short. She liked long hair. It wasn't that she didn't want to straighten the curls, but if she did, she wouldn't have enough money and would have to ask her grandmother for more. She didn't want to ask for money again.

She had her own ideas and instructed the barber, or you could say a young man with not very strong aesthetic sense, on how to cut hair. The young man, who was very dissatisfied at the beginning, was so shocked that he wanted to worship Shang Qing as his master.

This is a huge change! He instantly turned into a beautiful boy!

Shang Qing has soft hair, which is cut short and slightly curled with distinct layers. The hair on his forehead flows freely, making him look natural and free and unrestrained, extraordinary and otherworldly, making him a bright and beautiful boy.

Qingqing looks good in every look. Grandma Kang looked at her granddaughter, who had changed so much. She had seen the whole process, but the result was so unbelievable: had she gone from having a granddaughter to having a grandson?

After coming out of the barber shop, Shang Qing felt that his hair was refreshed, his whole body was refreshed, and his mood was even more refreshed. In short, everything felt refreshed!

Seeing her granddaughter happy, Grandma Kang was also happy: "Qingqing, let's buy whatever you want. Grandma has the money."

Shang Qing didn't answer. She took her grandmother's hand, looked around, and said, "Grandma, let's go to the clothing area."

Grandma didn't doubt it: "Okay."

The clothing section they came to was an affordable area.

As we all know, the layout of any commercial street is divided into different levels.

Rich people go where rich people go to spend their money, and poor people have their own way of living.

Shang Qing's eyes lit up as she looked at the discounted clothes. They didn't have money, so if they didn't have money, they shouldn't be pretentious. Discounted clothes were the perfect choice.

Thinking back on the clothes in her closet, they were truly eye-catching, and she couldn't help but admire her past life self! She had collected the ugliest and most bizarre clothes in China, which was quite a feat!

The worn ones had already been thrown away, and she sorted out the new ones that hadn't been unpacked, preparing to try setting up a stall to see if she could clear them out.

But because of this, she realized a problem. Apart from those, she really had nothing to wear. There was a school uniform, which she could wear on weekdays, but she still had to buy two sets of clothes to change into.

So, no matter whether she has money or not, she must buy new clothes today!

In front of the stall, Shang Qing was casually looking for discounted T-shirts. She liked things that were clean and fresh, nothing fancy. The key was that she was very satisfied with the prices of the items on the stall.

The T-shirts were buy one get one free and the quality was good, so Shang Qing bought them without hesitation and only spent 35 yuan.

Forget about the rest, I’ll buy them later when I have money.

After all, the green sweatpants I'm wearing now are not too exaggerated and can still be worn.

The senior clothing section also has discounted clothes. That's great.

Shang Qing saw a short-sleeved shirt with small floral patterns, which was refreshing and elegant, and suited her temperament very well. Naturally, she bought it for 25 yuan. She was very satisfied.

Grandma wouldn't let her spend money, only telling her she had clothes to wear. Even if she wanted to buy something, she would pay for it herself. She knew her granddaughter didn't have enough money.

Didn't Shang Qing know? Because of her, her grandmother never bought anything for herself. She saved whenever possible.

She just said that the one she was wearing now was very worn out and had been worn for several years.

She didn't care about that, and her face was full of unhappiness: "Grandma, I just want to buy you a small gift, don't you want to accept it?"

Looking at her granddaughter's aggrieved expression, Grandma Kang felt distressed and quickly nodded in agreement.

Seeing Shang Qing skipping and jumping to the counter with her short-sleeved shirt to pay, Grandma Kang's eyes turned red.