Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

Song Lingge lowered her head; she didn't know how to answer.

However, she felt it was necessary to make things clear.

"Just now, I persuaded my aunt to come with me to see my dad. Do you know what I'm up to?"

Qiao Nansheng frowned slightly, thinking about how to answer the question.

If the answer is yes, she will definitely think that I am bothered by this, which is why I just broke up with her.

Answering no would be going against my conscience.

Qiao Nansheng didn't answer, but looked directly at Song Lingge with sincerity and frankness.

Song Lingge sighed and said softly, "Nansheng, I don't know if what I'm doing now is right or wrong. Many times, I actually fall into self-doubt."

"If even the police can't find out, why should I think I can uncover the truth just by being brave enough to do it all?"

"At first, I tried to face my new life with equanimity. But I found that it was a betrayal of my former self."

Does the truth that cannot be found not exist?

Qiao Nansheng didn't interrupt her, letting her vent her emotions.

He simply reached out a hand and placed it on Song Lingge's shoulder.

He wanted her to know that he would always be there for her, no matter what.

Song Lingge continued, "So, I want to use my own methods to make them receive the punishment they deserve."

"I am just an ordinary person, and sometimes I may go astray and resort to some extreme methods."

"For example, I just urged my aunt to go with me. I knew it wasn't good for her, but I still wanted to do it."

"If you hadn't been there, I might have succeeded."

Qiao Nansheng frowned: "Is this why you're blaming me and breaking up with me?"

Song Lingge shook her head and looked into the distance.

"Through this experience, I realized that the distance between us is actually very far."

Qiao Nansheng excitedly grabbed Song Lingge's hand and said urgently, "I just advised you not to rush things and to find a safer way. I'm not stopping you from taking revenge. I can understand how deep your feelings for your mother are. Lingge, believe me, I will be with you."

Song Lingge withdrew her gaze and looked at Qiao Nansheng. Her clear, bright eyes were misty with a poignant smile.

"I have never disbelieved you."

Qiao Nansheng believed that Song Lingge's words came from the heart.

But he didn't understand why she broke up with him so easily.

There must be some other reason that he overlooked.

Song Lingge touched his cheek, and the man's panic in his anxiety stung her heart.

It's only been two days, and she's already made him feel so bad.

I wonder what he will do when he finds out what happened to her in the future.

She didn't want to see him suffer.

Song Lingge steeled herself, determined to shatter his illusions: "Why do you like me?"

"Do you like me for the way I used to shine on stage, or for the way I have so many novel ideas, or is it just because our ancestors knew each other?"

"Once we're actually together, will you feel deceived? Will you discover that I'm not as good as you imagined, that I have a dark mind, and that I'll stop at nothing to achieve my goals?"

......

"Stop!" Qiao Nansheng couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted Song Lingge.

He looked into Song Lingge's eyes and said firmly, "Lingge, there's only one thing I can tell you very seriously: I like you. As for why I like you, I've always hoped that you would feel it yourself, rather than having me tell you."

"But......"

Song Lingge couldn't believe her eyes.

In her past life, she was deceived for decades and remained blind for just as long.

She lacked confidence in herself, but she didn't believe that being reborn would cure her eye disease.

She simply had faith in Qiao Nansheng.

Because I had faith in him, I went to him without hesitation.

It was because I had so much faith in him that I dared not let myself become a burden to him.

Song Lingge's inner turmoil reached its peak at this moment.

She didn't want to be anxious anymore and decided to confront Qiao Nansheng.

"Nansheng, let me tell you a story!"

The suggestion was a bit absurd, but Qiao Nansheng had a gut feeling that the story was crucial.

So he nodded.

Where should we begin the story?

After Song Lingge discovered that she wanted to be a writer, a very significant change occurred.

They just love to show off and complicate simple things.

Where to begin the story is another matter entirely; it's a story for others.

For her, this is her life.

Song Lingge coughed lightly twice; it was remarkable that she could still be distracted at a time like this.

"The protagonist of the story is a woman. She lived a life of comfort and ease from childhood, fell in love with and married the man who had pursued her for a long time during college, and had a lovely daughter after marriage. Doesn't it sound like a perfect life? But it's also a very boring one."

"Perhaps even God felt her life was too boring, so He threw a heavy punch into it. One day, she discovered that her devoted husband had killed their beloved daughter."

"But no evidence could be found to prove that her husband did it. And her suspicions stemmed from a very vivid dream, which her daughter told her herself."

"Isn't that a bit unbelievable?"

Song Lingge discovered that her story, when told, seemed to have a rather supernatural quality.

Qiao Nansheng shook his head, signaling her to continue.

"Faced with such a huge blow, the woman couldn't think of any way to seek justice, so she confronted her husband. The result was predictable: she was killed in retaliation."

"Her resentment ran too deep, and God realized he had gone too far, so He gave the woman a chance to be reborn."

"Everything went back to when she was unmarried, before the tragedy happened. And she chose a different life."

"Do you think she should still seek revenge after being reborn?"

Song Lingge dropped the question and then fell silent.

Qiao Nan asked, seemingly still wanting to continue, "Are you finished? Do I have to answer this question?"

Song Lingge nodded, but then felt that the nod lacked force, so she gave a loud "hmm".

She desperately wanted to know the answer.

"If I had been reborn before I was married, the tragedy that followed would not have happened. And I wouldn't have had that lovely daughter."

daughter.

Song Lingge's heart suddenly felt like it had been grabbed hard, a heart-wrenching pain.

Qiao Nansheng pondered for a moment before answering, "If it were me, I would keep a close eye on the scumbag's actions, and even lure him out to find an opportunity to carry out my revenge without harming myself."

"You've completely broken away from your previous life, yet you still choose revenge? Is such revenge meaningful?"

Qiao Nansheng nodded emphatically: "It makes sense. My daughter will know."

Song Lingge's tears suddenly gushed out.

It seems that the long-suppressed emotions have found an outlet.

It seemed to be proving that the path she had chosen was not wrong.