Rebirth Mission

Leng Yu'an had his hands handcuffed as he sat obediently on the chair opposite, looking up and glancing at the person on the other side of the table.

I spent almost a year in prison. I had to go to bed early and get up early every day, eat according to the regulations, and attend training. It was boring and I had to do hard labor. This place was not good at all.

The women in the same cell even formed cliques and factions to order her around. She was a little princess who was raised in the Leng family. She was delicate and weak. How could she beat them? Not only could she not beat them, she couldn't even scold them. No one had dared to talk to her like this before.

She suffered a lot and complained to the prison warden. Every time she was the victim, she had to be punished along with the others. After being punished, they bullied her even more fiercely. They are a group of poor and uneducated women. They deserve a miserable death!

Now a handsome man appears in front of me. I can't help but feel aggrieved for my experience. He gives me psychological counseling, so I can tell him my grievances openly and he can comfort myself.

It would be better for her to have more psychological counseling. Not only can she stay away from those women, but she can also meet handsome guys more often, which is really killing two birds with one stone.

I felt familiar with Leng Yu'an when I saw his photo. Now I remembered him when I saw him in person. He had such fox eyes and innocent looks, but his heart was so vicious.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Xu Weiliang, the new psychological counselor at this prison."

"Hello, Dr. Xu."

Xu Weiliang put away the gloom in his eyes, raised his head and showed a smile that did not reach his eyes: "Hello, let's get started."

Two hours later, Leng Yu'an was taken back by the prison guards. Xu Weiliang waved his hand and wrote "paranoia" on her medical record.

A prison guard came in from outside the door: "Doctor Xu, this is the last one. You will be sent to the men's prison starting tomorrow."

"it is good."

"There aren't many people who need psychological counseling over there. Thank you for your hard work."

Xu Weiliang lowered his eyes and glanced at the information in his hand. The name on the first page was "Wu Rifan". The corners of his lips curled up and he pushed his glasses: "No, it's within my job duties."

Jing'er suffered a lot at the hands of these two people in her previous life, and this time, neither of them can escape.

If she was really reborn as he guessed, then as long as he got these two people out of prison, Jing'er would definitely come to find him.

When the time comes, what kind of expression will she use and what will she say to make me hand over the person?

Do you still need to be as sincere as usual?

Quite looking forward to it.

Xu Weiliang thought of the first few times they met, Leng Yujing's serious expression. The smile on her face became much more sincere, and her expression softened.

When Xu Weiliang was doing psychological counseling for the criminals in prison, he discovered a very interesting phenomenon. These criminals were not at all difficult to deal with when facing him, unlike those people outside. Instead, they seemed obedient no matter what he said.

Haha, other people’s attitudes towards you are indeed different depending on your position.

Leng Hongwen picked a day suitable for the sacrifice. The Leng family got up early, and several people dressed in black drove to the cemetery.

A new tombstone has no photo on it, only a name.

Leng Tiantian——the eldest daughter of the Leng family.

"Sweet..."

Lan Shu told her that she had named her Leng Tiantian. Thinking of the girl who was always smiling in her dream, this name was very suitable for her.

"Child, we are here to see you. You must take care of yourself and live well in your next life..."

Lan Shu later remembered that Leng Tiantian had not answered her question about the price of her rebirth, and she didn't know how to ask again.

I can only pray that she can live a good life in her next life.

Everyone was holding a bouquet of flowers in their hands. The bouquet of lilies and chrysanthemums was pure and white, but the yellow and white color combination made people feel depressed.

They put down the flowers in their hands one by one and stood behind. Leng Yujing knelt in front of the tombstone, stretched out her hand and gently brushed away the dust on the tombstone. Her fingers traced the two words "Tiantian". Below was a row of small words, which wrote the date of birth and date of death, with only three days between them.

She closed her eyes and recalled the scene in the hospital again. She had experienced the feeling of suffocation, unable to breathe, and could hear nothing except the amplified heartbeat. She could feel her heartbeat getting more and more rapid but was powerless to do anything.

At that time, I even thought that it might be more comfortable to kill myself with a knife.

Leng Tiantian carries the memories of her previous life. Even though her shell is only three days old, she is a person with clear perception inside. She has just experienced death and was suffocated to death. How desperate she must be.

Will my sister regret it...

"will not."

An ethereal voice sounded in Leng Yujing's mind. Leng Yujing opened her eyes instantly and looked around. Everyone else was observing a moment of silence like her and did not notice her reaction.

The sound just now was the same as the one I heard in my dream.

It’s cold and sweet!

Did my sister hear the doubts in my heart and give me the answer?

He half closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

I will carry your share with me, live well, and see the mountains and rivers, the places of interest and historical sites, and all things in this world for you.

Leng Yujing put down the offerings she brought. She didn't bring flowers, but a loaf of bread.

She wanted to find the bread that Lan Shu had given to Leng Tiantian, but that bread was bought locally, and because of the war, more than 20 years had passed and the bakery had long ceased production.

It's hard to find something similar.

I could only recall the appearance and color of the bread and the packaging bag in my memory. After two days of fiddling in the kitchen, I finally got the shape right. As for the packaging bag, I tried to draw what I had in my mind.

The graffiti she drew in Leng Hongwen's room that day was just to make him happy. Although Leng Yujing couldn't paint, she had no problem sketching what she wanted.

The packaging is not complicated, and there is not even any extra text on the front. It is simple to draw and easy to produce.

So the bread used for the sacrifice today was made by Leng Yujing herself from the inside out.

Leng Hongwen and Lan Shu were a little surprised. They looked at the bread with their eyes narrowed, as if something had fallen into their minds and immediately surfaced.

"Get up, Jing'er. Be careful with your knees if you kneel for too long."

Leng Gongze felt even more sorry for his younger sister. He didn't know what Tiantian had said to Jing'er, but he felt that Jing'er felt full of guilt towards her sister.

Jing'er has been kneeling for several minutes now, and her injury has finally healed. Don't hurt your knee again.

Leng Gongze spoke, and Leng Yujing was very obedient. As soon as she held her brother's hand and stood up, she found that her brother was looking at her parents who were very excited.

Seeing Jing'er looking at them, the couple calmed down temporarily.

They remembered that when they passed through Africa on their honeymoon, that place was in a turbulent period of war. They received a notice to evacuate and all went to the edge of the city to board the vehicles sent by their motherland to go home.

Lan Shu had seen too many tragic scenes like this along the way. She was already two months pregnant with Leng Gongze at that time.

Seeing the young girl being pushed out and falling to the ground, Lan Shu couldn't control his steps and ran over. No matter how anxiously Leng Hongwen called out from behind, he didn't stop.