Qi Taiguo reached out to touch Cheng Su’s forehead, it was cool, not a fever, what nonsense was she talking about?
"Are you too tired? If you’re tired, rest first, and we can talk tomorrow, okay?" Qi Taiguo asked gently.
Cheng Su was indeed very tired, nodded her head and leaned directly into his arms, the past few days of running around coupled with the emotional ups and downs had already exhausted her greatly.
Now, leaning against Qi Taiguo’s chest, inhaling his familiar scent, her whole body relaxed, and she quickly started to breathe evenly.
Qi Taiguo didn’t expect that she would fall asleep just like that, hurriedly changed a dry towel, dried all her hair, then carried her back to the room and placed her on the bed.
Cheng Su murmured and continued to clutch the quilt, falling back asleep, though her brows remained furrowed.
"What exactly happened in Guangcheng?" Qi Taiguo gently stroked her brow, murmuring to himself.
Cheng Su nudged slightly, sinking into a deep sleep.
In the middle of the night, Qi Taiguo was half-asleep but then heard a soft sobbing sound.
He was stunned for a moment, gradually coming to his senses.
He pulled the electric lamp string hanging by the bed, turned his head, and saw Cheng Su’s face covered in tears, crying and calling softly.
Qi Taiguo leaned over to listen.
"Why won’t you want me, why won’t you want us, why?"
She kept repeating these sentences, with tears flowing freely.
"Susu, wake up, Susu." Qi Taiguo gently patted Cheng Su’s cheek.
"How could you not be yourself? You are you, you’re my wife, Qi Taiguo’s wife, and you’re right here by my side now." Qi Taiguo said.
"No, I’m not me, I..." Cheng Su suddenly became anxious, not knowing how to express herself.
"Don’t worry, take your time, speak slowly."
Cheng Su took a couple of deep breaths, released him, lay flat looking at the top of the mosquito net, and said, "Two years ago, I woke up and found myself in this home, I had become another person, married to you for five days. And before that, I was a woman living in the 21st century, over thirty, a modern woman, a general manager at a star-rated hotel. Because of an accident while saving someone, I was pulled off a high floor and when I woke up, I was here. And the person who pulled me off the building was myself, to be exact, it was my current body, that pulled the version of me who was supposed to live in the future off the building, and then returned to this era, becoming who she was."
Qi Taiguo was taken aback, looking at her, he couldn’t believe his ears.
What was she saying? How come he couldn’t quite understand, it felt like a tongue twister.
Cheng Su turned her head like a robot, staring at him blankly, mechanically saying, "Qi Taiguo. I am merely a ghostly soul from the future."

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