PFC Chapter 198 Raising a Turtle
Chapter 198 Raising a Turtle
"You mean... you have memories of your past life?" Chang Xingyu found it incredibly unbelievable. "How is that possible?"
“It’s not impossible! There are still many unsolved mysteries in the world, such as reincarnated living Buddhas!” Zhang Jianjun had actually studied living Buddhas in his previous life. There are unpublished materials that prove that some living Buddhas carry memories of their previous lives. Zhang Jianjun also found this information in the database of a relevant department after he mastered the technology of hacking.
"But...but..." Chang Xingyu's mind went blank for a moment. He wanted to refute it, but he didn't know where to start.
“Actually, some of my memories are a bit blurry, but there’s one thing I’m sure of! In my past life, Sanli and I were husband and wife!” Zhang Jianjun knew that Chang Xingyu was a little hesitant to believe it, but that didn’t matter. He continued to tell this fabricated story, “It was a strange place where Sanli and I ruled over many people. We were often in a very, very high place, looking down at the masses below.”
Zhang Jianjun lifted Chang Xingyu up and placed him on his lap, just like he had done with Qiao Sanli last time! He really liked this position.
“When I was four years old, I remembered some things from my previous life. It was like I had suddenly become enlightened and understood all the principles and knowledge!”
"After that, I met my master and learned traditional Chinese medicine from him. The more things I came into contact with, the more memories I would awaken. For example, my school days were more like memories than actual learning. That's why I skipped grades one after another. If I wasn't afraid of attracting too much attention, I could have taken the college entrance exam at the age of ten!"
"Then, I met you! Xingyu, you are a very likable girl, and I have fallen hopelessly in love with you, Xingyu!"
Zhang Jianjun looked at Chang Xingyu. Although Chang Xingyu was very aggressive at first, looking like he was going all out, he couldn't stand being outmaneuvered by Zhang Jianjun and lowered his head, not daring to meet Zhang Jianjun's gaze again.
"After discovering that you also had feelings for me, I never rejected you! That's why we both fell deeper and deeper into each other's arms."
"And Sanli, she seems to be an indelible mark etched deep in my soul, a mark that has been there since childhood, constantly reminding me that the person I love is Qiao Sanli."
"So I'm in a lot of pain, torn between the constraints of my soul's imprint and the guidance from the depths of my heart!"
Zhang Jianjun acted out his pain and inner turmoil, saying, "Xingyu, I'm so sorry! All I want to say is, I don't want to let go of either you or Sanli!"
Zhang Jianjun gave himself 82 points for his Oscar-worthy performance.
It's not just about acting skills. After all, it's been nine years. Zhang Jianjun also really likes Chang Xingyu. She's beautiful, kind, cheerful, and lively. Chang Xingyu is no less than Qiao Sanli; it's just that he met her a few years later.
Chang Xingyu fell silent. Zhang Jianjun's words had a great impact on her, but when she returned to reality, she realized that Zhang Jianjun was so greedy! For a moment, she didn't know what to say, or whether she should agree or refuse.
"You don't need to give me an answer so quickly, we still have plenty of time." Zhang Jianjun noticed that Chang Xingyu was conflicted and confused, so he loosened the kite string.
Chang Xingyu nodded, then suddenly realized he was still sitting on Zhang Jianjun's lap, with Zhang Jianjun holding him. He had initially thought he'd enjoy Zhang Jianjun's embrace one last time, and then that would be the end of it. But now, although he hadn't made up his mind, he didn't want to continue sitting on Zhang Jianjun like that; it would seem very unladylike. So he pushed Zhang Jianjun away, got off him, and sat down on the side.
"Although what you're saying sounds very true, the idea of three people together is still too... too far-fetched." Chang Xingyu had recovered somewhat from his illness, so he felt that this was not very reliable.
"It's okay, I have a solution." Zhang Jianjun brought up the overused "ex-wife solution" again. It might be outdated, but it worked!
Chang Xingyu was clearly tempted, after all, if he agreed, he could get Zhang Jianjun, but if he didn't agree, his nearly ten years of feelings would go to waste!
But agreeing to it felt like a huge loss; she just wanted to live like a normal person, with one love for life!
"Xingyu, could you please not tell anyone about this?"
"Can't Sanli say anything either?"
Zhang Jianjun nodded. "Don't say it! She's not like you. If I tell her about this, I'm afraid she'll overthink it and feel like she's someone's substitute!"
Chang Xingyu agreed, "You're right, I won't tell anyone about this."
After that, both of them fell silent.
Chang Xingyu pondered Zhang Jianjun's words, finding them utterly absurd. It wasn't that he didn't believe Zhang Jianjun, but rather that he found them too difficult to accept.
After all that arguing, it was already noon. Chang Xingyu shook his head, no longer thinking about it, and pointed to the snacks on the blanket. "Jianjun, let's eat all the food we brought! I don't want to take any more back!"
Zhang Jianjun also pulled out his own, a thick and long meat roll.
He cut it in half, handed one half to Chang Xingyu, and kept the other half for himself, saying, "Your Aunt Wu made this, try it and see how it tastes."
Chang Xingyu didn't have much of an appetite, but he still took the food and started eating. The taste was quite good. Zhang Jianjun provided the secret seasoning recipe, telling Wu Fenglan it was a gift from a friend.
Before he had finished eating, Chang Xingyu discovered a novel toy: a little turtle!
Zhang Jianjun examined it and found it to be an ordinary grass turtle. It just so happened that the warm season had arrived, and the grass turtles were beginning their new year of hatching and breeding.
This little grass turtle, less than five centimeters long, seemed to have drifted in from somewhere, all alone.
Chang Xingyu walked over, caught the turtle, and placed it beside him. He then tore off some minced meat and put it near the turtle's mouth. The turtle didn't stand on ceremony, poking its head out of its shell and enjoying the meat with gusto.
"Little turtle, little turtle, you'll be with me from now on!"
Zhang Jianjun cautioned, "Turtles are not as easy to raise as you might imagine."
"Don't they say that turtles live for a thousand years and tortoises for ten thousand? They should be easy to raise!"
"Turtles are cold-blooded animals, and they are quite sensitive to environmental temperature. They can't tolerate temperatures that are too high or too low! Although this turtle is wild, the stream water has a suitable temperature all year round because it comes from a mountain spring, and the temperature difference between the stream water and groundwater is not significant. It's warm in winter and cool in summer, which is why it can survive. If you take the turtle home, it's best to prepare a constant temperature box for it so it doesn't freeze to death in winter." Zhang Jianjun gave Chang Xingyu a simple explanation of the basics of turtle care.
Many people keep turtles as pets, but after a year or two, the turtles gradually lose their vitality and become less active than they were at the beginning. In the end, they either release them back into the wild or they die.
Chang Xingyu looked at the cute little turtle, reached out and touched its shell, which wasn't so hard anymore. "Since we've met, it must be fate. I want to take it with me!"
Fate is the most beautiful coincidence in life, the most mysterious bond, and the most heartbreaking choice.
Chang Xingyu sat on the bus, holding a tortoise in his hand, gazing at the magnificent sunset on the horizon, lost in thought.