Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2443 - 2379: Those Whose Paths Crossed

Previously on Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s...
Zhu Shun joyfully reunited with Meng Xinian, introducing him to Chiang Xiao, Chen Yin, and Wang Yi amid lighthearted banter. Eager to catch a long-pursued fish trapped in a crevice, Zhu Shun persuaded Meng Xinian to join him in the water, cautioning care for his healing wound. As the men prepared, Chiang Xiao and Wang Yi ventured into the woods, spotting vibrant clusters of edible mushrooms. Drawing on her rural childhood, Chiang Xiao swiftly wove leaf baskets from wild plants to gather their unexpected harvest.

"That's truly remarkable. A childhood like that doesn't seem so terrible to me." Wang Yi let out a sigh, and then, as if a sudden realization hit him, he hurriedly explained, "I'm talking about picking up those skills, not the family circumstances."

"I understand."

Chiang Xiao remained utterly unconcerned.

In her view, things were going pretty well for her at the moment.

Yet, the moment Zhu Shun crossed her mind, memories of her previous life flooded back unbidden.

Truth be told, the instant Zhu Shun addressed her as "sister," Chiang Xiao had felt a jolt.

That voice rang with such striking familiarity!

What's more, this individual tied directly to the very day of her demise in that former existence.

Why had she chosen to flee rather than letting those pursuers seize her outright?

The group had blocked off her only escape route with their vehicle, lying in wait.

As she approached the location, they could have simply flung open the door and dragged her in.

But right when Chiang Xiao neared the car, a man across the street suddenly yelled out to her, "Run, sister! Bad guys are in that vehicle!"

Startled by the cry, Chiang Xiao froze for a second before her instincts kicked in, sending her bolting away.

After dashing some distance, she glanced over her shoulder and saw, as expected, a few men from the car giving chase.

In the chaos of her desperate sprint, she never got a clear look at her warners face. Even so, capture came for her in the end.

Right up to her final moments, Chiang Xiao hadn't found a chance to dwell on the identity of her savior.

She'd even convinced herself the memory had faded away.

That illusion shattered when Zhu Shun surfaced from the water and called out to them.

It hit her then that the recollection lingered sharp and vivid, the voice etched deep in her mind.

Regardless of everything, that stranger had aided her once, extended a helping hand.

In her prior life, such a gesture felt like a rare treasure.

Back then, she'd been stunned that the man across the road spotted the danger in the car and urged her to escape. Now, with insight into Zhu Shun's history, it all made sense.

As a former standout in the special operations unit, he possessed sharper instincts and awareness than most folks.

Still, she puzzled over why he'd only shouted a warning without rushing to her aid.

With that thought, Chiang Xiao gave a wry shake of her head.

Was she demanding too much from a near-stranger?

Zhu Shun must have been around fifty then, an elderly figure long retired from the special operations team. Decades out, his agility likely waned, so how could she hope an older man would charge in to rescue her?

His mere shout of alert, despite her ultimate fate, stood as a genuine act of goodwill toward her.

That very reason prompted Chiang Xiao to readily accept Meng Xinian's offer to snag some fish.

"Xiao Chiang, Xiao Chiang?"

Wang Yi's call yanked her from the grip of those recollections.

"What's up?"

"I was just wondering if these are safe to eat?" Wang Yi displayed two mushrooms tinged with a faint blue-green hue, eyeing her with concern. "You alright? Your face looks paler than before."

Chiang Xiao hesitated briefly.

Indeed, countless years had gone by, yet reliving the day of her death from that past life always brought throbbing headaches and racing terror, the sensation of plummeting weightlessly through the void still fresh.

The hopelessness, the agony, the dread.

Under such weight, how could her color possibly improve?

How might she ever let go of the foes from her former life?

"It's fine. I was just thinking about Brother Xinian's wound, still anxious about him diving in like that."

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