Memories surged forth, and Cheng Su clearly remembered working at the hotel when a lady with a VVIP card from the hotel decided to jump off the building. She stepped forward to persuade her. After much difficulty, she managed to stabilize the woman and grabbed her hand. And then...
She was pulled down by that woman!
Falling from such a high floor, could anyone possibly be all right? One would either end up crippled in the hospital or dead...
But now, she was intact, feeling no pain at all?
Could it be a dream? Or was she dead and just not feeling it?
No, if she were dreaming or dead, she wouldn't be able to feel the faint pain in her private area, right? That discomfort was clearly the feeling of being possessed by someone for the first time.
So, what on earth was her situation now?
And those memories in her mind that didn't belong to her—she was Cheng Su, and the man she adored was this military commander before her, named Qi Taiguo.
Yes, he was a military man, and now, he was her husband.
Husband? She didn't even have a boyfriend, so where did a husband come from?
Cheng Su was petrified, with an unbelievable thought suddenly emerging, sending a chill through her heart.
Could it really be what she was thinking?
The blanket covering her head was flung off by someone; Cheng Su lifted her head and met the displeased face of Qi Taiguo.
"What are you playing at?" Qi Taiguo frowned, looking down at her from a superior position, taking in her bewilderment and helplessness, a bit puzzled.
Was she drunk? Acting all strange, where had the joyfulness from the banquet gone?
Was it shyness because it was the first time? Hmph, what about those times she doggedly pursued him and insisted on marrying no one but him? Now that she had gotten what she wished for and succeeded, she was suddenly putting on an act?
This woman, she was just so!
Cheng Su's lips moved slightly as she scanned the room she was in—an expanse of red, even with a picture of Grandpa Mao on the wall, along with the character for double happiness, and on the table, there were small oil lamps still burning and a plate with items like red dates and longan.
Looking around the interior, all the decorations exhibited an antique Cultural Revolution style, even the furniture. This style was filled with a sense of the era.
The memories that didn't belong to her flashed through her mind; Cheng Su asked Qi Taiguo in a stammer, "Say, is it 1985 now?"
Listen to this, what was she talking about? She must have drunk too much during the toast.
Qi Taiguo, running out of patience, grabbed his pants nearby, put them on, lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and said, "You should just sleep." Trying to reason with someone drunk was futile.
Cheng Su watched him slam the door and leave, then quickly grabbed the red-framed mirror on the table and took a look, her eyes widening.
The person in the mirror was her, yet not her, and somehow familiar, as if she had seen this face somewhere before!
Where had she seen it before?
Cheng Su looked at the 'herself' in the mirror, and slowly the face in her memory overlaid it. Wouldn't this face, twenty years later, become the face of the lady she had saved in her previous life?
"Oh my God!" Startled, Cheng Su fell to the floor. Could it be that she had really experienced the legendary time travel, and even into the detestable body of the 'perpetrator'?
So, the memories in her mind were that of the lady's? Was she now the younger version of that woman?
Horror and panic ensued, as such an inconceivable event was something Cheng Su would have never believed in her past life, but reality had slapped her hard, leaving her in pain.
"Cheng Su, this is truly no good deed going unpunished!"