Pretty idiots are born to be played with and ruined by their husbands.

Chapter 74 Previous Life

"I've been looking for it for so long and I still can't find it... They can't find it either..."

Bai Zhiqi's long black hair brushed against Ruan Zhijuan's skin, and Ruan Zhijuan instantly shrank back, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground. This, this, this is definitely not human, he was very sure of it. It could even lie on his back and float.

"Waaah, Zhou Gangxun, you bastard!" Ruan Zhijuan pouted and started fidgeting with her hands and feet, as if she were about to slip away on all fours like a puppy.

Bai Zhiqi looked down at her own body, then looked up at Ruan Zhijuan quietly. "I've seen you before. One day at noon outside the construction site, you and your husband."

"From that day on, I often dreamed about certain things at night: the village, the village chief, the man, and peaches. After I died, those things became clearer and clearer. They were probably things that happened in my previous life."

Ruan Zhijuan paused in her crawling, her eyes widening as she stared at Bai Zhiqi. In her past life, in the village…

"But you don't have memories of your past life, so you probably don't know." Bai Zhiqi squatted down in front of Ruan Zhijuan, a smile on her pale face. "I saw you in my past life too, and I gave you a peach peel."

Ruan Zhijuan thought of the handsome boy at the village chief's house in her previous life, but he seemed to look different... Upon closer inspection, his facial features seemed to be those of the same person!

"Do you know why it's just the peel? It's because the peach flesh is very sweet. They would put drugs in the peach flesh. You were staring at the peach in my hand, drooling. I had no choice but to give you a little."

Bai Zhiqi smiled faintly, touching the marks on her neck. "I was brought into the village from outside and raised at the village chief's house. Someone will drive into the village at night, stay for a while, and then leave."

"I tried to signal for help to children, the elderly, women, and men... but the whole village ignored me."

"So I would eat those peaches every day as if nothing had happened, until one day, I didn't eat them, I pretended to be asleep, and at night I knocked over the kerosene lamp, which set fire to the pillows and blankets. The houses started burning down, and then one after another, firewood and straw were added, and the fire grew bigger and bigger. That night, most of the villagers died inside."

"Many of them are involved in trafficking women and children."

Ruan Zhijuan blinked, sat on the ground, and began to think about what Bai Zhiqi had mentioned: drugging, someone coming at night, abduction... Did it mean being sold, like he was sold to the old blind man?

As Ruan Zhijuan thought of something, his heart suddenly felt blocked, making it hard to breathe. His internal organs felt like they were being soaked in bitter water. He seemed to know...

Bai Zhiqi reached out and touched Ruan Zhijuan's head. "Some people can't have children, so they secretly take other people's children away and raise them in their own homes. But they don't let them go to school, and they don't let them know anything, because they're afraid that if they know too much, they'll find out that they were stolen. They just make them work day and night, and then take care of them when they're old."

"Until one day, they discovered they were pregnant and began plotting how to kill or get rid of the extra child. Eventually, they found out that he could be sold to the old bachelors in the village who couldn't find wives."

Ruan Zhijuan's eyes suddenly welled up with tears, and he lowered his head, silently shedding his tears.

So he really wasn't their child. So that meant they were going to throw him away and kill him.

Ruan Zhijuan began to think about Zhou Gangxun's words: rat poison is hidden in rat food. If he hadn't wanted to avoid wasting money on a packet of rat poison, he might have already been poisoned to death.

He thought it was because he wasn't obedient or good enough, or that he hadn't done enough work... They're so mean... so mean...

Ruan Zhijuan's body trembled slightly, and the tears that fell into her mouth tasted extremely salty. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt.

He started speaking very late as a child. His parents didn't teach him or have much conversation with him to guide him. He always thought he couldn't speak and could only make "ah ah ah" sounds, like a mute. It wasn't until he was over four years old that he started to speak in ambiguous sentences by imitating others.

At the time, he was thinking that he wasn't mute after all. He felt amazing that he had cured his illness, which would save his parents money and prevent them from getting into trouble.

But his parents' expressions were terrible; their faces were grim, as if they wanted to kill him.

Ruan Zhijuan started working when he was four or five years old, feeding chickens, pulling pig feed, fetching water, washing clothes, doing things little by little. When he was six, he started chopping firewood. He wasn't very strong, and it was always very strenuous for him to chop. Before long, his palms would turn red, and then the area between his thumb and forefinger would split open and bleed...

But once calluses form, it won't be so easy to get injured.

Ruan Zhijuan understood from that time that he needed to do exactly what his parents asked and not be clever.

Like a silly child who is deaf and blind, who knows nothing and cannot know anything.

But he's not stupid.

After his younger brother was born, Ruan Zhijuan felt as if he had been isolated from the family. The food that was barely enough to fill his stomach became less and less after his brother's birth, leaving only some watery soup. Water in the house was rationed, so he could only secretly drink from the river. Sometimes the water was very bitter and would give him a stomachache.

Ruan Zhijuan felt that they should still need him to work, and as long as he could still work, he wouldn't be abandoned.

So in his previous life, all he had to do every day was work and not take any food. From morning till night, after finishing his work at home, he would go to other people's homes to help earn some food or money, but these things never ended up in his hands.

You also have to be wary of doing something wrong and suddenly getting a dark look from your parents.

But now that I think about it, they probably just wanted to starve him to death quietly like that.

Ruan Zhijuan felt his eyes burning and wet. He didn't want to think about it anymore, or he would cry himself sick. So he looked at the corpse in poor condition and tried to distract himself, asking, "You... how did you die... did you accidentally fall?"

"My face looks a little different from my previous life, but I still have a beautiful face." Bai Zhiqi smiled bitterly. "So in this life, I can't avoid the same fate and ending."

"A few days ago, I went to audition for a famous director. I did very well and passed. After that, I was asked to shoot a sample video and a promotional video. The director organized the crew to bring me here for filming."

"At first it was normal, but halfway through filming, the director tried to sexually harass me. After I refused, it turned into assault. I tried to resist but he accidentally strangled me to death. He pushed my body and it fell down and was dumped in the mountains." Bai Zhiqi sighed, looking at her broken body, her eyes revealing heartache and helplessness.

"I can't find my body. It's right here, but I can't find it. It's like I'm trapped, and no one can see me until I met you on the bulletin board. You can see me."

"Later, when I got back to the house, I found that they could see me too, but they would forget about me after a while. They were often startled by my appearance."

Bai Zhiqi looked at Ruan Zhijuan, probably because they had only met a few times in their previous lives. Once, Ruan Zhijuan was drooling as she watched the peach in Bai Zhiqi's hand, and another time, Bai Zhiqi saw Ruan Zhijuan's body being carried out of the old blind man's house and gave him peaches as an offering.

So this life will be the same, with only a few faces: construction sites, bulletin boards, and... searching for corpses.

"It was probably that peach peel that caused the connection between us, which is why you were able to find my body and this is the result."

Bai Zhiqi chuckled, teasing herself, "This mountain might be the location of that village from my previous life, which is why I died here again."

Everything is predestined; nothing is up to us.

"Shh, shh..." The sound of footsteps suddenly came from the woods.

It was Zhou Gangxun, who dragged his feet as he walked over.

He saw Ruan Zhijuan, took a few steps forward, picked up the person who had collapsed on the ground, held him in his arms, and looked in the direction Ruan Zhijuan had just been staring at. Had he seen a ghost again?

Zhou Gangxun's eyes turned cold as he offered the ghost a reasonable solution: "He's still young. If he needs paper money, help, or something else, you should come to me."

Ruan Zhijuan blinked and followed Zhou Gangxun's serious gaze, but there was nothing there. Was Zhou Gangxun suffering from presbyopia and couldn't see clearly?

His eyes were glistening with tears. He pressed a few fingers against Zhou Gangxun's face, cradling his head and turning it towards Bai Zhiqi. "He's here, right here."

Zhou Gangxun: "..."

He swallowed hard, hummed in agreement, and covered Ruan Zhijuan's eyes with his hand to stop him from looking.

But when his palm touched Ruan Zhijuan's eyelids, he felt a slight dampness. She had been crying. Why had she been crying?

He's not dead, so there's no need to mourn.

Oh, I was scared by a ghost.

Zhou Gangxun looked into the blank space, his eyes filled with threat, "If you need anything, come to me, ask in a dream."

Bai Zhiqi smiled, blinked, and said to Ruan Zhijuan, "Your husband really keeps a close eye on you. My body has been waiting for so many days, it's almost rotting."

"Fortunately, the murder evidence on the body was still preserved in Shanyin."

Now that his obsession has subsided, he can move on.

Bai Zhiqi smiled, took a deep breath, and looked at Ruan Zhijuan, saying, "It's almost time. Thank you for helping me find the body. The gift I'm giving you is a VIP card for a cake shop, which allows you to eat as much as you want for a long time. I took a picture of them before, and it's in your pocket."

"And also, live a good new life in this lifetime."