1980s: I was reborn after being scumbag to death

Chapter 1 Pain Comes from Regret
The three best things for a middle-aged man: promotion, wealth, and death of his wife.

Han Ning is the man, and Meng Shulan is the wife who was cheated to death.

When she was diagnosed with cancer that year, Meng Shulan was destined to die young. However, she never expected that she did not die of the disease, but was suffocated to death by Han Ning with a pillow.

The man kept saying at the end: "Shulan, I was wrong. We won't get divorced, even if we die..."

Meng Shulan couldn't understand. He had been cheating on her for so many years and was even hanging out with his mistress next to her hospital bed. She just wanted a divorce, so why did he want to kill her?
Something flashed in Meng Shulan's mind, and she felt that she must have been deceived.

The past is like an old slide covered with snowflakes. Meng Shulan wants to clear away this fog and explore the truth of her fate.

It was just too difficult. The suffocating feeling of drowning swept over her thoughts like a tide. The pain in her body, the helplessness of half her life, the memories were like blades, cutting her nerves and causing her heart-wrenching pain.

Someone once told her that pain comes from regret.

Meng Shulan thought, she regretted it!

In fact, the person she loved from the bottom of her heart was not him, but Han Ning was very good at dealing with people, his words were full of false feelings, and he knew how to manipulate people, so she was manipulated without knowing it.

In that era, girls were conservative and dated with the intention of getting married. If the two families seemed to be a good match and there were no issues of principle, that was it.

On the day of her wedding, her sister asked her privately, "Why aren't you happy on such a happy day?"

Meng Shulan didn't know what to say, she always felt something was wrong.

Her sister advised her, "Feelings need to be reciprocated. Han Ning is a good person and treats you very well. Just smile. Your future life will not be too bad."

Meng Shulan listened to the advice and decided that since they were already married, they should just live a good life.

During those years, she did everything she should do, and fell in love with him over time. Just when she thought Han Ning was a good person, reality slammed her into the gates of hell.

It turns out that feelings can be deceived and fate can play tricks on people.

Han Ning, he already had someone else outside when he married me.

How can people be so shameless!

Meng Shulan couldn't understand and didn't want to dwell on it. There was no light in her eyes, her pupils were dilated, and her mind was blank.

She knew she was going to die.

When everything returned to dust, Meng Shulan did not go to heaven or hell as expected, but felt a hint of warmth and the aroma of dumplings.

"dumpling?"

"Yes, it's pork-filled. Shulan, try one."

Something was offered to her lips.

At this moment, Meng Shulan's originally scattered thoughts gathered together again like a beam of light. The light passed through her eyes, and everything around her gradually became clear. She saw that hypocritical face, that disgusting face.

But how did this face become younger?
Handsome and youthful, with black-framed glasses on his nose and a medium-length, messy hairstyle, this is not Han Ning at the age of 34, but Han Ning at the age of 18 or 19.

Meng Shulan frowned, her heart shaken.

Is this the hell?
But when she heard the teasing and laughter, she looked around blankly and found herself sitting in an old classroom.

This is an imitation Soviet-style building built in the 1950s and 1960s. It is a two-story building made of blue bricks and concrete, with a layer of white lime on the outside.

Looking at the portraits of great men hanging on the wall and the slogans unique to that era, some strange and absurd thoughts popped up in Meng Shulan's mind.

Is she back?
This is the classroom where she repeated her senior year. It is the late autumn of 1980.

Coming to this conclusion, Meng Shulan stood up suddenly. Her movement was so big that the stool behind her fell over with a clang and hit the ground. Her lower back was also hit by the corner of the table, causing a sharp pain.

But the more pain Meng Shulan felt, the happier she was.

She's back, she's really back!
It turns out that death is not the end, but another new life.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Shulan, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Shulan looked up.

Beside her, Han Ning was looking at her worriedly, and the originally bustling classroom had now become quiet. The people in the classroom, those familiar yet unfamiliar faces, were all looking at this side with teasing and puzzled eyes.

Meng Shulan's heart moved, and she turned over her long-forgotten memories and finally figured out the situation.

It was on this day that Han Ning brought her a box of dumplings from the cafeteria, which invisibly confirmed their relationship.

In fact, it was just a box of dumplings, and she also gave him some money afterwards. How did it become like she agreed to it in the end?

It all comes down to the fact that Han Ning, that scumbag, was too calculating. He had spread rumors about the two of them in advance, so that's why everyone gathered around to watch the show and make a fuss at the beginning.

In my previous life, I was thin-skinned and didn't know how to explain all those twists and turns, which became a kind of tacit understanding in the eyes of outsiders.

Now that I think about it, I can’t blame my bad luck for ending up like that in my previous life. My initial stupidity was the key.

Meng Shulan carefully sorted out those distant memories, and her silence plunged the entire classroom into an eerie silence.

Han Ning saw that the eyes of many boys changed from envy to ridicule, so he made up his mind and reached out to grab Meng Shulan's arm.

However, Meng Shulan was quick-witted and picked up the book on the table and waved his hand away.

"Disgusting, dirty! Han Ning, don't touch me!!!"

Meng Shulan spoke every word with great emphasis, her eyes were as cold as ice, and after each word she uttered, her teeth were clenched tightly, a sign of her trying hard to suppress her anger.

Death and rebirth. Two minutes ago, this man suffocated himself with a pillow. Who wouldn't hate and be angry?

If it weren't for a peaceful era and a society ruled by law, it would be hard to say what Meng Shulan would do.

Her eyes were so cold, and there was a hint of murderous intent in them.

Han Ning was stunned and stood there blankly, feeling a little helpless.

The whole classroom was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone even breathed softly, as if there was an invisible string stretched in the air that would break at the slightest touch.

At this moment, a peach-colored figure stood up, pointing at Meng Shulan with an unhappy tone.

"Shulan, how could you treat Han Ning like this? Do you know how many good things he said to the canteen chef for these dumplings? If you don't like them, just give them to me. Why embarrass Han Ning like this?"

She was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, with a deliberately pinched voice, like a vixen, so delicate and soft that it was annoying to listen to.

Meng Shulan frowned, looked sideways, and paused.

I was just focusing on the scumbag and forgot about the mistress for a moment.

Meng Shulan chuckled, looking at her with contempt and pity as if she were looking at a clown, "Ye Ran, of course you want them. After all, these dumplings were bought by your brother specially for you, but you gave them to Han Ning, and Han Ning brought them to me."

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