Chapter 2 — After Rebirth, I Will Not Be a Widow Anymore

03

Dung Hinh was blocked by me. He unconsciously said:

"The blue color is also beautiful, very suitable for you. Now that it's summer, I ordered someone to sew new clothes, add a few sets of jewelry and bring them to you..."

Half said, he suddenly came to his senses and closed his mouth. In this life, he marries my sister. I'm not his wife anymore. How could he give these things? The subconscious habit made him frown. I waved my circular fan, gently touched the tip of my nose, and let out a scornful laugh.

"If you have extra money, you might as well buy a few more personal items for your sister. My parents and fiance take care of my affairs. My husband overstepped his authority and replaced someone else, so where does that put my sister?"

Every word "brother" seemed to forcefully push him away. Hearing me mention my fiance, Dung Hinh's eyes darkened, as if he couldn't bear it.

"I know that you resent me for letting you marry your older sister's husband from her previous life. Brother Lam is virtuous and upright in character. When I read books in the library, having sex with him is the best. If you have a relationship with me, if you marry there, you won't suffer a loss. It's also considered that I'm compensating you."

I stared at Dung Hinh, smiling so much that it made him shiver. One word Lam brother, two words Lam brother, that's a very friendly call. So in the past life, what kind of narrow-minded person was a narrow-minded person who, when he learned that his good friend thanks to a spring poem at a flower-viewing banquet, he was favored by his elder sister, and immediately became sour to the point where he constantly tripped people up in court? I smiled and looked at Dung Hinh.

"Big brother Lam is so good, then go ahead and get married. Oh, I forgot, you're just a stick that has passed through someone else's hands. But if you wash the back a little clean, even if you force it, it's still clean."

My voice changed direction, I spat at him.

"Phi! Only you are worthy of mentioning Big Brother Lam's name? Don't make people disgusted."

The vulgar words made Dung Hinh's face pale. He was heartbroken to the extreme, clutching his chest.

"Thanh Uyen, in the years since my death, what have you been through? Why has your personality changed to this extent?"

Probably in Dung Hinh's imagination, after my beloved husband passed away, I had to avoid sleeping, wash my face with tears every day, and be depressed all my life. Not knowing what to think, his eyes suddenly lit up. He squeezed my wrist.

“Is it because you missed me so much that you finally followed me and left, so you were reborn like me, carrying your attachments?”

Facing his hopeful eyes, I smiled sarcastically.

"I hate myself for being reborn too late. When I was reborn, you were already worshiping my sister."

He showed a "I knew it right away" expression, both awkward and painful, shaking his head.

"I know you are in love. But the word love is difficult to explain. You like me, I like your sister. If there is another life, I can promise you..."

I swung a slap. The howling sound of the wind interrupted his words.

“I hate myself for being reborn too late, not being able to stop my sister from marrying a shameless, shameless bastard like you who both wants this and wants that.”

The slap was so strong that it directly knocked the elegant Dung Hinh to the ground. He covered the corner of his bleeding lips, his eyes were full of disbelief, and complex emotions flashed.

“Why is her strength so great?”

In the past, I was gentle and soft. I used to squeeze Dung Hinh's shoulders and back, and my words were as soft as water. After meeting that person, I realized that the slap I gave him was just as painful. Think When it comes to that person, I hate Dung Hinh in front of me even more. I raised my voice and waved my hand behind him:

“Sister, why are you here!”

Dung Hinh was stunned. He quickly got up, adjusted his shirt, and turned around in panic. But the back is empty, where is there a big sister's shadow? When I turned around again, I had also disappeared without a trace.

04

At dinner, someone asked about Dung Hinh's red, swollen face. Dung Hinh discreetly glanced at me, smiled and said:

"I was accidentally falling while admiring the flowers, no big deal."

The sister was heartbroken and applied medicine to him. Dung Hinh was lost again, his eyes kept drifting towards me. When they were about to leave, I called the elder sister aside.

“Do you really like Dung Hinh?”

The elder sister blushed.

“This girl, he is my husband, of course I like him.”

"You're talented and handsome throughout the capital. There are so many men who admire you, why does it always have to be Dung Hinh?"

The elder sister put down the cup of tea, falling into distant memories.

"At the flower viewing party that year, the whole garden was filled with thousands of purple roses. Everyone praised the precious peonies, only Dung Hinh noticed the cold apricot tree in the corner of the garden. The apricot poem he wrote at that time, using apricot blossoms as a metaphor for people, implicitly satirized the world's habit of flattering aristocrats, yet it coincided with what I thought in my heart."

Her eyes sparkled with gentle light.

"It was as if he heard my heart. Thanh Uyen, at that moment I immediately felt that he was different from other people."

My heart is very uncomfortable. Although Dung Hinh is a flower detective and has a beautiful skin, his writing is absolutely not as good as the husband of his sister's previous life - Lam Loan. If I remember correctly, that poem was originally written by Lam Loan. Lam Loan and the eldest sister both have the bones of writers. After getting married, the two of them enjoyed the moon and wind together, discussed poetry, held iron and peace, and loved each other without doubt. Yet in this life, Dung Hinh cowardly plagiarized Lam Loan's poetry. Relying on his reincarnated advantage, he took the elder sister one step ahead. I'm so angry that I just wish I could chop that bastard Dung Hinh into pieces. Not only did he hate me, he designed me to marry my husband from my previous life. But he also blocked my sister's path. If Dung Hinh truly likes his sister and treats her with all his heart, I can accept it. But he sneaked up on me three times or four times. He's not a good person at all. The elder sister saw my face full of sadness and guessed that I was about to get married, so she confided in her daughter. She patted my head.

"The Lam family is a wealthy family. That person named Lam Loan, no matter how hard it is, is worthy of my sister. I secretly asked for you, he is not a bad person."

My nose stings, I shake my head.

“Sister, I will not marry Lam Loan.”

She was impatient.

"The concubine has changed, there are only two months left, why don't you want to get married?"

When I raised my head, my face was full of tears.