Chapter 189 Persistence

“Miao Miao, since you’re here, just make the best of it. Why are you so fixated on finding answers?”

“Because I don’t like my life being controlled.”

“Because I want to know why the original host swapped identities with me. She can even come into my dreams from time to time to tell me this and that. Old man, I feel like I’m going to break down.”

“Just because of that?”

Fang Miao Miao almost laughed with anger at his words: “What do you mean, ‘just because of that’?”

Her body not being under her own control was a terrifying thing, alright.

“Miao Miao, those things are in the past. Dwelling on them won’t help.”

Fang Miao Miao: “…………”

Did this old man not understand what she was saying?

“I know what you want to ask,” the white-bearded old man sighed. “The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. You just need to know that cause and effect are destined. Those caught in this cycle of cause and effect can escape for a while, but not for a lifetime.”

“Oh, I don’t understand.”

“Miao Miao, isn’t your current life good?” the white-bearded old man countered. “Why are you so attached to the past?”

The same question again. Fang Miao Miao took a deep breath and looked at the old man, earnest and persistent.

“Why shouldn’t I be attached to the past just because my current life is good? In my previous life, I finally had the confidence and capital to terminate my contract with that unscrupulous company. You all brought me to this place without consulting me, did you?”

“The original host keeps appearing in my dreams, making me unable to sleep and worrying Wen Yan An. Is this also for my own good?”

“Why? Why would the original host give you a million and let me swap bodies with her? Fine, the swap happened, but why does she still want to control me?”

“Miao Miao.”

“I just want an answer, is that too much to ask?”

As she spoke, Fang Miao Miao’s voice trembled. She lowered her head, her dejected hands pinching her own face. Then, feeling that this wasn’t right, she raised her head to look at the old man.

Just a simple answer.

She didn’t know what truth she was pursuing, or if she felt that she was just a puppet for the original host. Perhaps, once she completed the original host’s unfortunate tasks in this world, she would inexplicably return to her own world.

If that were the case, her little darling would have to call the original host ‘Mom,’ and her boyfriend would become the original host’s.

Why?

This was completely unfair.

The white-bearded old man looked at Fang Miao Miao’s stubbornness, which refused to let tears fall, and sighed helplessly: “You, you are still too attached.”

“But, shouldn’t things like this warrant attachment and concern?”

“I know, but, Miao Miao, I want to tell you, what you have in mind will never come true. You are cause and effect, reincarnation, and also the end.”

Fang Miao Miao sniffled, looking aggrieved: “Senior, can you be more precise? My brain is slow, and I haven’t read much in either of my lives. I really don’t understand what you’re saying.”

The white-bearded old man looked at Fang Miao Miao’s aggrieved appearance, his eyes showing no pity: “Cut the act. You might not be good at anything else, but your acting skills are top-notch. This old man was almost fooled by you just now.”

To reveal so many secrets of heaven, it was shortening his lifespan.

“Then the original host’s dreams.”

“Consider it a warning.”

“What do you mean?”

Didn’t the events in the dreams already happen?

Could it be that the people in the dreams could still harm her?

“It means exactly what you think,” the white-bearded old man said, looking somewhat tired. “Alright, you know almost everything you wanted to know. It’s time for you to leave.”

“Can you say a bit more?”

“Get lost.” The white-bearded old man stood up from his wooden chair, making a gesture as if to chase her away. “This old man wants to live a few more years. Don’t cause any more trouble for me.”

Fang Miao Miao raised her hand to wipe her tears and, employing her thick skin to the fullest, said: “I have one more thing.”

“Fang Miao Miao!”

“But I can’t sleep. I have dreams every night, and it feels like I haven’t slept at all.”

Saying this, Fang Miao Miao became even more righteous: “Senior, you don’t know, lately these dreams have been tormenting me to the point where I can’t eat, can’t sleep, and I’m completely exhausted, my eyes dull and lifeless.”

“Heh heh.”

The white-bearded old man looked at Fang Miao Miao’s performance with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

“Old senior.”

“The time is not right. It’s time for you to leave. If you don’t go, believe it or not, I’ll hit you with a broom.”

“Hmph, why are you being so stingy?” Fang Miao Miao also returned to her normal demeanor.

“Have some shame, will you? You’re already fifty or sixty years old combined across your two lives, and you’re still pretending to be young.”

“I’m only in my twenties now, why can’t I pretend to be young?”

The old man: “……”

Where was his knife? He wanted to kill the woman in front of him who was shamelessly pretending to be young.

Oh no, he was accumulating negative karma. This person was clearly here to torment him.

“Ahem,” Fang Miao Miao, seeing the murderous intent in his eyes, took a step back in fear: “Old senior, I suddenly remembered I have something to do, so I won’t bother you any longer. If there’s anything in the future, I’ll come to you for advice.”

With that, Fang Miao Miao turned and ran out.

Qing Jiu, who was swinging on the swing,’s eyes lit up when he saw Fang Miao Miao. He jumped off the swing.

This scene startled Fang Miao Miao so much her heart almost jumped out: “Xiao Jiu, be careful when you get off the swing. What if you fall?”

“Thank you for your concern, benefactor Miao Miao. Xiao Jiu will remember.”

“Don’t go to your master’s room later. I think I just annoyed your master.”

“Benefactor Miao Miao, rest assured. Master’s temper comes and goes quickly.”

As he spoke, Qing Jiu took out a sachet from his embrace and offered it to Fang Miao Miao: “This is a sachet I made to help with sleep. Benefactor Miao Miao can take it if you like it.”

The sachet was embroidered beautifully, with a lifelike white crane: “This sachet is embroidered so well.”

“Benefactor Miao Miao, I’m happy if you like it,” Qing Jiu said with a pleased smile.

“Then I’ll respectfully accept. Thank you for your gift, Xiao Jiu.”

“Benefactor Miao Miao, I’m happy if you like it.”

After seeing Fang Miao Miao off.

Qing Jiu’s demeanor changed from obedient to shrewd. He turned to look at the old man behind him.

“You told her?”

The old man spread his hands: “How could I? This old man wants to live a few more years. Of course, I wouldn’t reveal anything to her.”

“It’s my fault. They shouldn’t have to bear this.”

The old man was silent for a moment: “I hope everything can get back on track.”

If it couldn’t get back on track this time, it would be troublesome.

…………

“Madam.”

Fang Miao Miao glanced at the Taoist temple in the woods behind her: “Let’s go.”

This trip, she felt like she understood something, yet also felt like she had been fooled by that senior again.

The older the ginger, the spicier it is.

Fang Miao Miao looked at the sachet in her hand. The fragrance was faint, almost imperceptible.

The phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar number.

She answered.

“Miao Miao.”

A familiar voice, it was the original host’s mother, Zhou Wen Jing.