I'm Coming to Find You

Lin Xuan stared at her in a daze.

His wife had betrayed him, and his parents and sisters showed no concern when they saw the news of his death.

Everyone he cared about didn't really care about him.

Yet, it was Su Hua, the woman he had always hated, who avenged him with her own hands!

Su Hua staggered back to her room.

She opened the ice coffin and gently caressed Lin Xuan's face.

"Ah Xuan, I've come to find you," she murmured, her face showing a resolute smile. She took out a knife and aimed it at her delicate wrist.

"Su Hua, don't!" Lin Xuan shouted desperately.

He wanted to grab her wrist and stop her from committing suicide.

But! His hand passed through her wrist.

As a spirit, he couldn't touch her!

Su Hua had already stabbed the knife into her wrist. The sharp blade cut through her tender skin, piercing the artery, and gushing blood made the blooming Red Spider Lily even more vibrant.

Su Hua lay down in the ice coffin, resting on Lin Xuan's chest. She shed her icy coldness and smiled tenderly, "Ah Xuan, whether it's in the heavens or the underworld, I will always be with you."

"It's truly wonderful to die together with you."

Her slender, fair fingers intertwined with Lin Xuan's swollen hand, their fingers clasped together.

As her blood ran out, Su Hua's lips curved into a stunning smile before she finally closed her eyes.

Lin Xuan clutched his chest.

It hurt, it really hurt, as if a sharp blade had stabbed into his heart and was twisting endlessly.

Su Hua, the woman he had lost.

If only he had another chance... Lin Xuan sneered at himself. It was wishful thinking, there would be no chance for a second life. How could someone like him deserve a second chance?

Lin Xuan's spirit continued to wander the world.

He attended Su Hua's funeral and saw how his parents and sisters cried inconsolably over Lin Li's death.

What a stark contrast.

When he died, the family happily celebrated Lin Li's birthday. When Lin Li died, they were in pain and despair.

Lin Xuan stayed by Su Hua's tombstone, not knowing how much time had passed. Suddenly, he was sucked into a vast space, surrounded by a white void. A hollow, chaotic voice echoed.

[Lin Xuan, congratulations on being chosen by the Heavenly Path as the Chosen One. You can be reborn. As the Chosen One, you will be granted a photographic memory, unparalleled learning abilities, and some knowledge from other worlds.]

[Additionally, you have a space where you can enter with your thoughts. An hour spent in the space will only be a minute in the outside world. The space contains countless resources for you to learn from.]

Lin Xuan: ???

Chosen One?

Rebirth?

A space with a time flow rate that's incredibly slow?

What the hell, is this for real?

But there's no such thing as a free lunch. Lin Xuan asked, "Why me? What are the conditions?"

[Because Su Hua is the Chosen Female Lead, and she committed suicide for you. We don't want to see such a situation again, so the condition is that you must be with her.]

Lin Xuan said, "I'm willing!"

Of course, he was willing!

To refuse would be foolish!

As soon as Lin Xuan finished speaking, he felt a flash of white light in his mind, and a searing headache overwhelmed him. He crouched down, clutching his head.

It hurt, it was excruciating!

It felt like countless things were being crammed into his brain.

In just a minute, the unbearable pain disappeared.

He felt like he had grown a brain.

The voice from the void spoke again: [You may go now.]

Lin Xuan's vision darkened, and he was sent back to his original world.

The timeline reversed.

Lin Xuan's eyes snapped open.

Looking at the room's decor, Lin Xuan was dazed. This was the Lin family home, his room...

He was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, seeing himself in a navy blue suit with a wedding flower pinned to his chest.

This...

Lin Xuan's gaze trembled violently as he rushed out of the bathroom and grabbed his phone from the table to check.

He had actually returned to the day of his wedding!

In Xia Country, men could marry at twenty-one, and women at twenty.

Now he was twenty-one, and he had truly come back!

On that day in his previous life, Su Hua had come to steal the wedding. She had hooked her finger under his chin and said chilling words, "Ah Xuan, you're really disobedient. Without my permission, you dared to marry another woman, hmm?"

"Since you're so disobedient, return to the cage I made for you. Ah Xuan, you have no freedom anymore."

Her voice echoed in his ears like a demon, as if she was chaining his soul to an inescapable shackle.

He knew that if he was taken back, he would never have the chance to be with Qin Ruoyao again, and he would lose his freedom, spending his entire life with Su Hua, the woman he hated.

He didn't want that!

At that time, he grabbed a knife and pressed it against his throat. The blade cut his skin, and blood trickled from the wound.

He threatened Su Hua with his life, "Su Hua, I'm not your plaything. I never agreed to be with you. Why are you forcing me? If you ruin my wedding today, all you'll get is a corpse!"

"Su Hua, can't you just let me go? Give me freedom, let me be with the woman I love!"

His eyes were resolute. If Su Hua forced him, he would immediately slash his own artery.

Su Hua's eyes at that moment were filled with pain, despair, and tension.

He also seemed to see her helplessness, like a small animal licking its wounds after losing its support.

That day, Su Hua stared at him for a long time. Suddenly, she sneered, "Fine, I'll grant your wish. I'll let go and let you marry Qin Ruoyao..."

Su Hua left, taking her bodyguards with her. He got his wish and married Qin Ruoyao.

From then on, Su Hua never appeared in his sight again. The only news he got about her was from the internet.

Lin Xuan clenched his fists.

This day was the turning point of everything. He had to change his fate. What he needed to do was, when Su Hua came to steal the wedding, he must obediently follow her and leave.

Lin Xuan checked the time and prepared to head to the wedding venue.

Lin Xuan walked out of his room and saw the Lin family members sitting on the sofa with sullen faces. The atmosphere in the living room was oppressively heavy.

"Are you set on marrying Qin Ruoyao?" his biological mother, Jiang Shuqin, asked with a dark expression.

Lin Xuan replied calmly, "Yes."

“Fine, fine, fine. Lin Xuan, you’re really something,” Jiang Shuqin gritted her teeth and said, “How did our Lin family end up with someone like you! As the eldest son of the Lin family, you’re going to become a live-in son-in-law. You’re really something!”

That's right, Lin Xuan was going to be a live-in son-in-law.

Lin Xuan felt inferior in front of Qin Ruoyao and always treated her as a goddess, obeying her every word.

Qin Ruoyao asked him to become a live-in son-in-law, and Lin Xuan agreed without hesitation. Besides his reasons for worshiping Qin Ruoyao, it was also because he felt suffocated in the Lin family and wanted to escape.

Little did he know that going to the Qin family was just jumping from one pit to another.

In the Qin family, he wasn't a son-in-law; more accurately, he was a servant. The Qin family claimed they wanted to save money and fired all the servants. The chores of washing, cooking, and cleaning were all piled onto him.

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