Fang Zhiyi was covered in dust and grime, as Little Black mocked him: "An ordinary person using their flesh to withstand lightning—you're really something."
He spat. "Enough talk, let's get moving."
As the surroundings shifted, Fang Zhiyi let out a long sigh. Beloved modern times! Beloved high technology! He had had enough of riding horses every day; his backside felt nearly split in two.
Before he could receive the plot, a phone call came through.
"Brother, I've found good schools for Dabao and Xiaobao. Do you want to come take a look?"
Fang Zhiyi was taken aback for a moment, then answered offhandedly, "No need, you decide."
It was noisy on the other end, the woman's voice somewhat shrill. She laughed and hung up. Just from hearing that, Fang Zhiyi knew exactly what kind of person he was dealing with.
Fang Zhiyi's daughter was only three when his wife passed away from illness, leaving his wish for a son unfulfilled.
Others advised him to be good to his child, but he couldn't shake the thought that "without a son, you can't hold your head high." He grew increasingly cold toward his young daughter. It wasn't that he hadn't considered remarrying, but his sister's family caught wind of it and rushed over.
His sister, Fang Jingtong, had two sons named Dabao and Xiaobao. Their family was not well-off. Ever since her sister-in-law's death, Fang Jingtong had started scheming about her brother—she knew exactly what he wanted.
"Brother, from now on, my Dabao and Xiaobao will be your sons. When you're old, they'll take care of you!" With just that one sentence, Fang Zhiyi happily welcomed this family who had come seeking refuge.
From that day on, his daughter Fang Yu became the lowest person in the household. The little girl had to do chores and got the worst food. Once, when she had a fever, Fang Zhiyi said, "A child having a fever is nothing, she'll get over it." But when Dabao and Xiaobao asked him for pocket money, Fang Zhiyi gave it to them without a second thought.
Fang Jingtong knew exactly how to butter up her big brother. With just a few tricks, she had Fang Zhiyi completely wrapped around their family's finger. He didn't even mind when his daughter dropped out of school, instead focusing intently on his two nephews' grades, never stinting on paying for their tutoring or swimming lessons.
Fang Yu grew up fast. After dropping out, she found a job washing dishes at a restaurant. It was there she encountered the second turning point in her life: Li Chengfeng.
Li Chengfeng was a street punk with dyed blond hair. He always hung around with a few lackeys, his mouth full of foul language. His acquaintance with Fang Yu began with a bet among friends.
"Hey, check out that chick. Ah Feng, you dare to chase her?"
Li Chengfeng smirked disdainfully. Perhaps it was fate—turning around, he saw a greasy middle-aged man harassing the girl. Deeming himself righteous, Li Chengfeng immediately stepped forward and shoved the man. A fight broke out. Amid the sound of shattering plates and bowls, Fang Yu stared blankly at the boy. This was the first time since she could remember that someone had stood up for her.
The restaurant owner tried to stop Li Chengfeng and his friends from escaping. For the first time, Fang Yu mustered her courage, shoved the owner aside, and led them away through a back alley.
From that day on, she became the "Sister-in-law Feng" in the mouths of these underlings. The title made Fang Yu a bit shy, but she still felt a sweet warmth in her heart.
Thus, the naive Fang Yu began her first romance. To be honest, Li Chengfeng didn't treat her very well. More often than not, he seemed to treat her like a servant—washing clothes stained with vomit, running several blocks under the blazing sun to buy betel nut for them while they played cards. But Fang Yu, who had lacked love since childhood, still felt happy. At least she was needed.
Through Ah Feng's introduction, she changed jobs to work at an entertainment venue with all sorts of people. As a newcomer, Fang Yu was harassed by customers, but Ah Feng was always the first to jump out and berate them: "You dare touch my girl?" Then he'd turn and scold her: "Can't even handle this, what use are you?"
Fang Yu believed he was protecting her, so she worked even harder. She wanted to earn money to support Ah Feng's lifestyle.
She took Ah Feng's "I might come back" as a promise, staying up all night waiting for him; she devoured the leftovers he brought back when drunk, feeling he still remembered her; she even said nothing when Ah Feng took her entire salary to treat his brothers to fun. She still believed Ah Feng needed her. That was love.
But peace never lasted long. Ah Feng and his crew clashed with another gang. He injured one of their leaders and fled by boat without even saying a word to her. By then, Fang Yu was pregnant. On her way to work, she was intercepted by people trying to force her to reveal Li Chengfeng's whereabouts. Fang Yu didn't know and refused to say. During the struggle, her stomach was knocked, and a large amount of blood flowed out. Finding it bad luck, the assailants simply left, abandoning her in that abandoned factory building.
By the time Li Chengfeng got the news, Fang Yu was already a corpse, along with his unborn child.
Furious, Li Chengfeng returned to seek revenge. Perhaps only then did he remember Fang Yu's goodness and begin to regret slapping her and all the insults he had hurled at her.
He set about getting revenge and also met a new girl. This girl was smart and came from a good family. She urged Li Chengfeng to take the right path. Under the influence of her love, Li Chengfeng gradually changed, eventually becoming a designer. Looking back on those years, he would only sigh with regret.
Fang Zhiyi also ended up miserable. He had given all his money and house to his two nephews. But after he was injured and confined to a wheelchair, his sister's family's true colors were revealed. They mocked him and kicked him out to live in a leaky rented room.
Only then did Fang Zhiyi remember his daughter, but she had long been dead.
Not long after, someone discovered his corpse and notified the family to claim it. His sister's family simply had it taken away to be cremated, telling them to dispose of the ashes however they liked.
"Wait, can I strangle myself?" Fang Zhiyi flexed his hands.
Little Black hurriedly stopped him. "No, no, no! You are you, he is he. If you die, you'd just be clearing the level early. It wouldn't change anything in that world."
"Damn it." Fang Zhiyi looked around.
Today happened to be exactly one month since Fang Yu dropped out and started working at the restaurant.
"Couldn't you have sent me a bit further back in time?"
Little Black shook its head. "No way. It was hard enough finding a gap to insert into. The time node isn't something we can choose arbitrarily."
While they were still talking, the door opened. A beaming Fang Jingtong walked in with her two sons.
"Uncle! I bought you cotton candy!" Wu Dabao ran forward. He was long accustomed to how to please this uncle. Anyway, the uncle wouldn't eat the cotton candy; it would be his again soon.
Unexpectedly, Fang Zhiyi smiled. "Thank you, thank you. Let me have a taste."
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