Her head felt somewhat dizzy — not just her head, her entire body felt faint and muddled.
Hmm, it's perhaps the side effect of the cold medicine she'd taken before sleeping. She felt this way every time, like being lofted high into the clouds.
But this time, it seemed a bit different.
How did she sit up?
Something was wrong!
Hua Zhao was shocked. She reached out and what her hand touched was a robust, burning chest.
The rapid, powerful heartbeat thumped against her palm, making her even dizzier.
Hua Zhao was even more shocked. She strenuously opened her heavy eyelids, but it was pitch-black in front of her. Only the faint moonlight shone in through the window behind her, allowing her to vaguely see the scene in front of her.
The room was small, with two old wooden tables and cabinets on the floor, which no one would want even if they were for scrap. Above the wooden table, a large mirror was slanted.
In the mirror, she saw a muscular figure sitting on top of a man.
Hua Zhao lowered her head; the man's facial features were hidden in the darkness, not clear, and she could only see the sharp contours of his face.
Just from this contour, she felt confident it was a handsome man at the level of 007!
What was going on?!
She must be dreaming!
Right, that must be it!
Hua Zhao's face turned a tad redder. Has she finally gone mad after being single for 30 years? Is everything coming unstuck in this dream?
Well, it's just a dream. So why not keep going?
Her hand could feel the heartbeat beneath, growing faster and stronger as if it could jump out of the chest at any moment and fall into her palms.
007 groaned, his voice was hoarse, "you... get off..."
Aaah, his voice was the gravelly deep tone that she admired. So rich and full!
She really liked this dream~
"I don't want to, I'm not tired~"
007 abruptly gasped in cool breath.
Hua Zhao was a bit surprised. When did her voice become so sweet and soft, coy and cute? It sounded like a young girl's yet carried a natural allure.
By the sound of her voice, she was like an underage vixen...
That slight lilt at the end of her voice, like a little paw, scratched at hearts. Her own body went numb from the scritch-scratch, not to mention the impact on a man.
But those were not the words she meant to say! How could she say such flirtatious words!
But it's a dream, after all, no one else can hear, it's fine, it's fine~~
Then, 007 began to struggle.
Hua Zhao instinctively pushed down with both hands, firmly holding his wrists, preventing any movement from him.
Huh? She's a strongwoman in her dream?
Well, well, no matter, the important thing is to keep dreaming.
A rooster crowed outside the window, waking Hua Zhao.
The moment she opened her eyes, it was as if her brain was pierced by a beam of light, a myriad of images tumbled in her mind, and after the intense pain, she realized her current situation, she had time-traveled.
She traveled back to 1976, into the body of a village girl who shared the same name as hers.
The short life of the village girl just flashed through her mind. She died due to her own foolishness.
The village girl lost her parents at a young age and lived with her grandfather.
Because of her grandfather's indulgence, or perhaps her own personality, she was cunning, lazy, gluttonous, savage, and domineering from a young age. Coupled with being dark and fat, she was disliked by almost everyone in the village, and at the age of 18, not a single person proposed marriage.
One day, her grandfather's old comrade sent his grandson to visit, who was tall and handsome, and immediately caught the eye of both grandfather and granddaughter.
Then the old man plied him with alcohol, and the village girl took action, forcing herself on the young man....
After the incident, the young man said nothing and married the village girl. However, he left the same day and was only seen again in the form of monthly living expenses; no one ever saw him personally again.
Ten months later, the village girl gave birth to a pair of twins.
At the same time, her grandfather also passed away.
With two children to look after, the village girl had to work both on the land and in the house, her temper grew even more volatile, disliking everyone she met, especially her beautiful and slender cousin Hua Xiaoyu.
One day, she picked a fight with Hua Xiaoyu. In the process, she accidentally slipped and rolled down a hill, causing her own death.
"Sigh!"
Huazhao heaved a sigh, why in the world is transmigration a real thing? Why did it happen to her? And why was the body she transmigrated into so terrible?
Why couldn't the time point of her transmigration be even a day earlier?
Dreams may be beautiful but when they become reality, they turn scary.
She enforced herself on a man...if one were to think from his perspective, he must be nurturing murderous thoughts, right?
Huazhao lay in her bed, her body stiff as a board, pretending to be dead.
She didn't dare to move her mountains-like body, nor her pancake-like face especially towards her victim.
Moreover, that pancake, it was a black one...
Oh God! Strike her dead with lightning!
"Hua, Little Hua, wake up. Your third aunt's here!" Suddenly an aged voice came from the courtyard, followed by a few coughs and loud conversation.
Zhaopopo warmly welcomed the arrival of Huaqiang into the room.
However, Zhaopopo was moving slowly.
For Huaqiang, this burly granddaughter, marrying her into any family would just bring misfortune! She definitely didn't want her house windows smashed by angry people.
But she was a distant relative of Huaqiang and had already refused many times. This time Huaqiang's attitude was particularly humble. Not giving face to a respected old veteran would be too much, so she agreed to come this time.
Of course, she just came to deal with the matter. Later, she'd introduce a few old widowers and disabled old men to Huazhao. Huaqiang would definitely disagree and then, this matter would be over.
Inside the room, Hua Zhao, was startled into sitting upright in bed.
She had just received the memories of the original body and knew this was nothing more than a farce of being "caught in the act".
The grandfather and grandson were afraid that Ye Shen would not marry her, and deliberately arranged for this incident to be discovered! If he refuses to admit to his actions later, there will be witnesses, and they can report him to the army!
Hua Zhao clenched the quilt, this could not happen! This would be too embarrassing! She's been raped...she cannot trample on his dignity anymore.
"Which third aunt? Is it the one who says I won't get married in this lifetime and that I'll never step foot inside our family gate?" Hua Zhao shouted shrilly, "Tell her to get lost! Even if I don't get married in this lifetime, I don't need her to introduce me to any candidates!"
Hua Zhao's voice was cute, but it could not cover the provoking words.
Madame Zhao's face flushed, then turned pale, she turned around and left.
Hua Qiang stood there in shock; this was not what they had discussed last night.
Through the dirty glass, she saw that only grandfather was in the yard, Hua Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.
A sudden chill blew across her back, and Hua Zhao abruptly remembered that she was still naked!
She could also feel a hot gaze sticking tightly to her back, as if piercing right through her.