It was a woman's faint and resentful voice, very light and ethereal.
She sat up from the bed in confusion, and then saw a thin woman standing in the moonlight in front of the window.
She was startled: "You, who are you?
How did you get in?"
The woman took a step forward, and the moonlight fell on her face. Lu Zimo could clearly see that her face was exactly the same as his own now.
She was even more shocked and frightened, and unconsciously shrank to the corner: "You, are you Fang Zimo?
You’re here to get your body back, right?”
A smile appeared on the woman's pale face: "I am Fang Zimo, but I am not here to get my body back.
I'm leaving soon, I have something to tell you!"
"you are leaving?
Where are you going?"
Lu Zimo knew very well that what she saw in front of her was too weird. She pulled the corners of the quilt tightly and plucked up the courage to ask.
"Of course I'm going to where I should be! I'm already dead from that high fever, but my obsession is still in this body."
the woman said.
"Obsession?
What's the meaning?"
"Have you never thought about it?
Why would you be reborn in my body after you died?"
The woman took another step forward and was now in front of the bed.
Lu Zimo was frightened and hid in the corner of the bed again, shaking her head mechanically: "I don't know! Do you know why this is?"
The woman sat down by the bed: "This is my obsession, and it is also Fu Yuanxi's obsession.
The combination of our two obsessions, coupled with the blessings from the oldest tribe in Africa, led to your rebirth in me."
Lu Zimo was confused when she heard this: "I don't know what you are talking about!"
"Of course you don't know what I'm talking about! Before this, all you had in mind was your husband Murong Ling and your five children. You never knew that in a corner of this world, there was a man who loved you unforgettably.
You have many years.
Even for you, I risked my life and broke into the most mysterious and ancient tribe in Africa.
In front of the gods of the tribe, I prayed with my blood, just to marry you and grow old with you in this life! However, when that man finally came back from Africa after going through life and death, you were already married to Murong Ling and pregnant with five children.
twins.
All he can do is silently bless you!"
The expression on the woman's face was very moving when she said these words.
Lu Zimo still couldn't understand her words: "Who is this man you are talking about?
What does this have to do with my rebirth?
Also, now that you are back, do I have to give my body to you?
Then can I ask you to give me two more days? Just two days is enough. I want to go back to Yucheng to meet my parents and stay with them for one more day to repay them for their nurturing kindness in this life.
!”
By the end, Lu Zimo couldn't help crying.
But the woman laughed softly: "Lu Zimo, you are really cute. No wonder Fu Yuanxi risked her life to pray in front of the gods to marry you and live with you forever!"
Lu Zimo stopped crying: "Fu Yuanxi?
You just said that the person who risked his life to break into the mysterious African tribe for me, and prayed with his blood in front of their gods to marry me, was Fu Yuanxi?"
This news is so shocking!
The woman nodded seriously: "Otherwise, who do you think I am talking about.
Haven't you noticed these days?
You and I look very similar, and the pronunciation of our names are exactly the same.
When Fu Yuanxi pursued me, helped me with so many things, and married me, it was just because she regarded me as your substitute."
Speaking of this, Fang Zimo sighed heavily: "Fu Yuanxi is a good man who values love and justice. Over the years, he has treated my mother and taken care of her. He has done many things for me.
matter.
I was sorry for him, so when I knew that the person he loved deeply was you, after I had done so many things for you.
I had an obsession, to exchange my life for your love and happiness in the rest of your life! To tell you the truth, I am not crazy, I just don’t know how to face him, so I am pretending to be crazy.
In the past five years, every night in the dead of night, I would kneel in front of the window and look at the night sky and pray to the gods and Buddhas, asking them not to be so cruel to Fu Yuanxi.
Let him get what he wants! To repay my debt to him!"
After hearing her words, Lu Zimo frowned deeply: "You mean, my relationship with Murong Ling had problems in Europe, and then I died tragically in a car accident, and your obsession, and Fu Yuanxi once
Does it have anything to do with the practice of sacrificing blood and praying for blessings in Africa?”
The woman was stunned after hearing her words: "Lu Zimo, why do you think so.
There was a problem between you and Murong Ling, and you died tragically in a car accident. It has nothing to do with us.
That was your life. Without our obsession, you would be dead now, and it would be impossible for you to survive in my body.
To put it bluntly! I exchanged my life for yours! This world is too bitter for me, I am leaving, going to the place where I should go, and I will not come back again.
This body will belong to you forever.
I hope you won’t let down Fu Yuanxi’s deep affection and love him well for me! He is a man worthy of your love!”
After saying that, she slowly stood up, walked towards the moonlight by the window, and then disappeared just like that.
"Wait a minute!"
Lu Zimo screamed and sat up from the bed, opened her eyes, and the room in front of her was peaceful.
The curtains are drawn tightly, what kind of moonlight is there, what kind of woman is there?
She raised her hand and touched her forehead, which was already covered in cold sweat.
Everything that just happened turned out to be a dream.
But why are dreams so real? She raised her hand and touched the bed where the woman just sat, and she could even feel a chill.
Could it be that Fang Zimo's soul came back, entered her dream, and told her the truth about rebirth?
Fu Yuanxi has always loved her deeply!
The reason why she was reborn into Fang Zimo was because of the obsession of the two of them, and what else was there about the blood-sucking prayers of some mysterious African tribe?
Is this really the case?
Lu Zimo couldn't sleep anymore, so she sat on the bed with her arms around her, feeling that everything was too weird.
Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she ran directly to the door of Fu Yuanxi's room on the first floor in her bare feet and pajamas. After a moment's hesitation, she knocked on his door.
Fu Yuanxi had just fallen asleep at this time. After being woken up by the knock on the door, he became a little impatient: "Stone, it's midnight, why are you bothering me if you don't sleep?
Didn’t I say that I’m fine, I’ll just take a nap and I’ll be fine?
Go away! I won't get up and open the door for you."
He thought the person knocking on the door at this time was a stone.
Lu Zimo took a deep breath and spoke outside the door: "Fu Yuanxi, it's me. I have something to talk to you about."