"..." Despicable? Suddenly, I had a bad feeling. What on earth had my original self done?
My original self, Zhong Xiaoxiao, said embarrassedly, "I cried, I made a scene, and I pretended to hang myself. I begged my brothers, telling them that no matter what it took, I had to marry Yang Ming."
"My brothers had no idea what to do with me, so they went to Yang Ming’s parents and threatened them, saying they had to marry me off within three days, or else they would cause a scene at the Academy and ruin his chance of getting any titles."
"..." That was a vicious move. It was no wonder that Yang Ming spoke with such disgust on our wedding night.
"Sister, I really didn’t expect my brothers to do that, but when I found out they had indeed agreed to the marriage, I was overjoyed to marry him. Do you think I’m despicable, not a good person?"
"..." Are there scoundrels who do bad things but still look so self-reproachful?
"You’re good, If it were me, I’d do the same thing," Xiaoxiao said to comfort her.
Seeing Xiaoxiao didn’t despise her, the original Zhong Xiaoxiao’s eyes began to brighten, and she continued, "Sister, actually I’m quite confident I can make Yang Ming fall in love with me!"
"After all, I’m not as useless as the rumors say. Anyone who gets to know me will like me."
"..." The original self was quite narcissistic. "You say you’re not useless, so what can you do?"
"Hehe, I learned music, chess, calligraphy, painting with Li Chuntao, and needlework, too. I think as long as we spend time together, he’ll be able to see my good qualities, which is why I married him."
These words surprised Xiaoxiao. She really hadn’t known the original self could do all these things. It turned out she wasn’t foolish; she had always been shrewd.
She was right, not the slightest bit worse off than her. She was a lively and cute girl, someone anyone would like after getting to know her. Even Xiaoxiao could see she was a good girl.
The original Zhong Xiaoxiao’s eyes suddenly dimmed, and she said with a bitter smile, "But unexpectedly, there was no chance to get to know each other, and I lost, haha."
This original self made it impossible for Xiaoxiao to view her as a rival. She was like a little sister, someone she wanted to take care of, to protect.
She hugged the original self tightly and said to comfort her, "No, it’s not like that. It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t appeared, he definitely would have fallen for you."
The two embraced, warming and comforting each other, "Sister, that just shows you two were fated, and we weren’t."
"Sister, I’m so happy to meet you here. We’ll have to go back soon, so tell me about home. I miss them, and I’ll tell you about your parents too. You miss them, right?"
The two of them did just that, sharing each other’s situations, talking for a very long time.
Until Little Cutie called out to stop them, "Stop chatting, or you won’t be able to go back."
These two women could talk endlessly. Five days wouldn’t be enough, so he had to intervene, "Have you decided? To swap or not to swap?"
"Sister, how could you..."
Xiaoxiao said with a smile, "We both miss everything about our respective places so much. Since that’s the case, let’s return our souls to where they belong."
As she said these words, Xiaoxiao’s heart was bleeding. She silently said to herself, "Husband, I’m sorry. Please forgive me. She’s a good girl, worthy of your care. With her by your side, I can leave with peace of mind."