Wen Yu grew up under the banner of communism, a good young man firm in materialism, and he resolutely avoided feudal superstitions.
For everything, he insisted on explaining it in a scientific way.
For example, after returning home, he said, “Evil is a kind of energy, and in the universe, energy not only conserves but also needs to be balanced.”
“When a person has too much negative energy, the universe will send out another force to neutralize him, achieving a balance of various energies,” he confidently explained. “Don’t talk to me about karma; that’s superstition. What? You ask, what’s the difference?”
“If it were karma, I wouldn’t need to take action at all; he should get his own retribution. But obviously, that’s not the case now. Now I am actively and positively neutralizing him.”
“You understand, right? That’s the difference between superstition and science.”
Ji Anning: “…”
Ji Anning would sooner believe in ghosts than in him.
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Eld Zw qlzz pkzldv qsa y xsxldv, vbld raykple, “Mbl xl qasx vblal, olzz esdl!”
Kk Gddkdt clnyxl ydtau.
“Mbl usw qasx vblal kp elye! Fbsv vs elyvb!” bla lulp vwadle ale.
Eld Zw alnyzzle psxlvbkdt qasx bkp ealyx.
“Ebld R ekle, olal usw cu xu pkel?” bl ypjle.
He knows even about that? Ji Anning wondered, “Did you dream about it?”
Wen Yu nodded.
Ji Anning nodded as well.
At that time, she held him while shedding tears, saying, “If there is another life…” and indeed, there was another life.
“Tsk,” Wen Yu said, “When you first saw me in the cafeteria, did you want to rush up and kiss me? You were pretending not to.”
Ji Anning chuckled in anger. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she smiled, causing tears to fall.
“Don’t cry, don’t cry, I’m just teasing you,” Wen Yu hugged Ji Anning like a big puppy and wiped away her tears, “Hmm, salty, different from that taste.”
Ji Anning punched him.
Wen Yu held her wrist and asked again, “How did I get caught?”
“If I really messed with Zhao Chen, there’s no way I’d let myself get caught with evidence,” he said very confidently.
Ji Anning’s gaze dimmed slightly as she said, “I don’t know much, but it’s probably Yang Bo.”
She told him what Yang Bo had said in the vortex of time.
“So that’s how it is…” Wen Yu pondered.
If Yang Bo had been keeping an eye on him, he could indeed have found evidence against him. That’s why he ended up in prison, and the sudden news of Wen Guoan’s cerebral hemorrhage and death, which should have turned the tables for the father and son, was firmly suppressed by the Yang family.
The events of the previous life were starting to connect.
Wen Yu still had one thing he didn’t understand. On the rooftop of Silver Sea Tower, he heard what Zhao Chen said and was a bit confused.
“What happened between us over there?” he asked. “And Sun Yaxian and that guy named Dong, what’s the deal with you getting three thousand yuan a night?”
Ji Anning suddenly became angry.
“Aren’t you able to dream?” she broke free from his embrace. “Go dream for yourself.”
She turned and ran back to the bedroom, locking the door behind her: “You sleep in the guest room!”
Wen Yu was dumbfounded.
Wen Yu spent a night in the guest room, feeling the mysterious power of science in the depths of his dreams. Various dreams intertwined, creating a long and complete dream.
All the causes and effects were clarified, all the hidden truths unknown to him were revealed.
For instance, he saw how he had entangled Ji Anning, causing her to suffer from Sun Yaxian’s jealousy and be subjected to rumors and slander. Wen Yu had always thought that the mastermind behind it all was Zhao Chen!
It turned out that all those times he said “idiot,” he was cursing himself.
He also learned the truth behind the rumor of the three thousand yuan.
He ordered flowers for Ji Anning, but she refused to accept them. However, Sun Yaxian chased after the delivery person. She felt that the bouquet was different from the usual ones in the flower shop, which cost one or two hundred yuan. Sun Yaxian caught up with the flower delivery guy and inquired about the price of the flowers.
The guy told her that it was a total of three thousand yuan for the imported flowers, packaging, and service.
Sun Yaxian felt like she had just bitten into a ton of lemons, and she turned around to concoct the rumor about Ji Anning “three thousand yuan per night.”
Wen Yu: “…”
In any case, it was all fucking related to him. It made sense to curse at him first.
Wen Yu woke up in the middle of the night, realizing he had infuriated himself.
He got up, quietly took a spare key, opened the bedroom door, and climbed onto the bed, hugging Ji Anning tightly.
Ji Anning woke up, found it was him, and kicked him.
Wen Yu quickly held down her legs and awkwardly said, “Um, it’s my fault.”
Ji Anning rubbed her eyes, surprised: “Did you dream about it?”
Wen Yu buried his face in her neck, murmuring a muffled “yes.”
Ji Anning stopped quarreling with him. It was all from the previous life, and she had long stopped being angry.
After a while, Ji Anning heard him ask softly, “Have you truly forgiven him1He meant the him from the previous life?”
Ji Anning patted his arm and whispered, “Yes, haven’t I told you a long time ago?”
Wen Yu remembered that night when her hair floated in the wind, saying, “I forgive him.”
Wen Yu’s eyes welled up with unbearable bitterness.
“Or…” he said, “should you give him a beating?”
“No beating,” Ji Anning said unenthusiastically, “he’s thick-skinned, and my hands would hurt.”
Wen Yu touched his own arm, indeed, it was firm. Then he touched Ji Anning’s small hand, delicate and boneless.
Forget it.
Ji Anning was still thinking about the driver, worrying, “Is he really okay?”
“Don’t worry, he did it voluntarily,” Wen Yu whispered in her ear, “His surname is He.”
Ji Anning was startled, then shocked, “He is…”
“Yeah,” Wen Yu said, “The worst-case scenario is if he gets recognized. But I’ll take care of his family.”
They had always known who the real culprit was in their daughter’s death. However, money could grease the wheels, allowing the culprit to cleverly escape legal consequences. Being ordinary folks, they lacked the ability to bring the murderer to justice.
They wished they could settle the score with him, an eye for an eye. But since their daughter’s death, his wife’s mental state had been fragile. She struggled to hold a job and, with elderly family members to care for, he was their sole support.
Enduring the hatred, they could only grit their teeth and persevere.
Until one day, a young man appeared before him. He gave him enough money to ensure a good life for his family for the rest of their days. Finally, he had no more worries.
Zhao Chen died in a traffic accident. The taxi driver, exhausted after completing a night shift and in a rush to hand over the job, caused a major disaster.
Upon investigation, it was revealed that the driver had gone through a divorce and left with nothing. He came to the provincial capital to make a living, unable even to afford compensation.
When the grandparents rushed in, they pounded the table and shouted, “We don’t want money! Let him compensate with his life for my grandson!” However, causing a death in a traffic accident might lead to a maximum sentence of three years.
Zhao Chen’s biological father remembered when his eldest son was born, chubby and adorable, the joy of his knees. Later, his first wife passed away, and the new wife clashed with him, leading to sending the child to the grandparents. Unfortunately, he ended up spoiled by the elderly.
Later on, he couldn’t bring himself to like his son, but fortunately, there was a younger son who was clever and obedient, excelling in everything.
He shed two tears, stopping the elderly who wanted to rush over and attack the driver. He told the police, “Handle it according to the law.”
Finally, someone sensible arrived, and the police breathed a sigh of relief.
The driver, responsible for the accident, continued to stare blankly at them.
Zhao Chen’s father glanced at him a few times but didn’t pay him any more attention. He helped the elderly couple leave. Given their emotional state, they were susceptible to stroke, cerebral hemorrhage, heart attack, and the like. It was better to leave quickly.
He didn’t know that behind him, the driver who caused the accident had been watching them.
The driver’s “former wife” from Yucheng visited him in prison, and the couple held hands tightly.
“Revenged for Manman,” he said.
After this intense experience, the wife’s mind became much clearer. She said, “I’ll take care of things at home; don’t worry about me.”
“No one recognized me. Not a single person from the Zhaos!” he said, “The Zhao family, not a single person recognized me!”
The man gritted his teeth loudly.
Even if the Zhao family turned to ashes, both he and his wife would recognize them. But in front of this family, not a single person recognized him as He Man’s father.
In their hearts, the significance of “He Man” wasn’t even about a person; it was just an event that had been settled with money.
They had thought the worst outcome would be getting recognized, turning the case from a traffic accident into deliberate murder, changing the nature of the crime completely. However, nobody paid any attention to the He family at all. Even with him right in front of them, nobody could recall having seen him before.
Zhao Chen’s biological father felt that since his worthless son was already dead, and it wasn’t a case of intentional murder or anything like that, just a traffic accident, it wasn’t worth spending more money and effort on this matter. He didn’t get involved, leaving everything to the police.
The police enforced the law impartially, handling all matters according to the law. The driver responsible for the accident was sentenced to three years, suspended for three years, and had to pay a civil compensation of 580,000 yuan.
The result turned out better than expected.
However, Zhao Chen’s grandfather, the old man who had once pointed his cane at Zhao Chen’s father and arrogantly said, “I don’t care! My grandson must be safe! You get him out for me! Spend as much money as needed!2The old man said this when Zhao Chen killed He Man” suffered a stroke due to overwhelming sadness. He lay in bed, drooling, with twisted mouth and eyes, completely motionless.
Wen Yu utilized the power of science to neutralize the negative energy in the universe.
Quite impressive.
The Wen family mansion.
Wen Guoan, upon hearing from the housekeeper that Wen Yu had returned home, was puzzled: “Where is he?”
Usually, when Wen Yu returned home, he would definitely come upstairs to greet him first. How come this time, the housekeeper had to inform him before he knew that Wen Yu was back?
The housekeeper said, “As soon as he came back, he went down to the basement.”
The Wen family’s basement, in addition to a wine cellar, also had a storage room. It featured a thick, heavy security door, comparable to a bank vault.
Wen Guoan went down and saw the door to the storage room open. Upon entering, he found Wen Yu rummaging through things.
“Where is it?” he muttered to himself while randomly opening boxes and drawers, “Where did I put it?”
Every box he opened revealed a gleaming brilliance. The jewelry had a history and was too valuable to be left out casually, so they were stored in the basement.
Wen Guoan, with reading glasses perched on his nose, asked, “What are you looking for?”
Startled, Wen Yu shivered.
“Oh my goodness! Dad, were you trying to scare me to death? How come you walked so silently?” he exclaimed, patting his chest.
Wen Guoan chuckled and walked in, asking, “What are you looking for?”
“My grandmother’s ring,” Wen Yu said. “The one you showed me when I was a child, the really large one. Where is it?”
Wen Guoan’s eyes lit up, both surprised and delighted. “What are you up to, young man? Let me tell you, that ring is a family heirloom, not something to be given away randomly.”
Is he still playing this trick with him?
Wen Yu had long seen through Wen Guoan’s tactics and sneered, “I’m proposing!”
After much planning, Wen Yu abandoned extravagant ideas like a helicopter showering a ton of petals. Instead, he chose a way he believed Ji Anning could accept and appreciate.
The day of the proposal had beautiful weather, truly a clear and sunny day.
After school, the golden light of the setting sun bathed the campus. Couples strolled along the shaded paths. One day, when they left the campus, they would come to understand that there was no place more peaceful and beautiful than a school. Every moment spent here would be cherished and remembered.
Wen Yu held Ji Anning’s hand, walking among the couples like any other pair.
Then he suddenly stopped and asked, “Do you know what day it is today?”
Ji Anning was taken aback, thinking for a moment. In mid-September, with no special occasion, what day could it be? Then, she suddenly remembered. It was around this time a year ago that she had been reborn.
However, Ji Anning felt that this might not be the correct answer. Wen Yu probably didn’t know the specific day she was reborn. Moreover, this materialist insisted on the theory of parallel worlds and refused to acknowledge the concept of past lives.
She shook her head.
Wen Yu looked up at the sky and sighed, “I knew you wouldn’t remember!”
Ji Anning was speechless and poked him, saying, “Come on, what day is it?”
“Fool,” Wen Yu leaned down and kissed her, “It’s the day we first met at school, the first day we talked.”
Ji Anning suddenly realized. It was indeed that day. After her rebirth, the first time she saw Wen Yu again, the emotions at that time were truly complex.
“It’s been a year already?” she murmured.
How did time pass so quickly? In the events that unfolded over the past year, Ji Anning’s life had undergone a complete transformation.
“Yes, it’s been a year,” Wen Yu said. “I think it’s time for me to ask you something.”
“Hmm?” Ji Anning looked up.
They stood under the ginkgo tree on the school grounds, golden leaves occasionally drifting down, the sunlight casting a warm glow on their faces.
Wen Yu took a step back, on the shaded path of the campus, calmly knelt down in front of their classmates’ watchful eyes.
Like a knight in a fairy tale swearing allegiance to a princess.
A gasp escaped from someone, and passing students stopped in their tracks.
They saw the handsome young man take out a velvet box and open it. A large, vintage gemstone ring sparkled in the sunset.
He said, “This ring is a family heirloom, not to be given casually. It can only be given to my wife. So…”
“Ji Anning, will you marry me?” Wen Yu asked with a smile.
Ji Anning was bewildered for a moment and said, “I just turned nineteen…”
Her birthday was in May, she had just turned nineteen, and twenty was still ahead of her, not reaching the legal age for marriage.
Seeing her confused expression, Wen Yu laughed. He stood up, slid the ring onto her finger—it fit perfectly. It wasn’t in vain that he stayed up all night, sneaking into her room to secretly measure her finger size and getting the ring resized.
“I know,” he said, “you just need to say whether you’re willing to marry me or not.”
His eyes sparkled like stars, fixed on Ji Anning.
Under the gaze, Ji Anning’s heart calmed down. She looked into Wen Yu’s eyes and nodded, “I’m willing.”
Wen Yu’s starry eyes glittered, and his face shone brightly.
“We’ll get married when you turn twenty,” he said.
“Okay,” Ji Anning smiled, her watery eyes crescent-shaped.
She tiptoed, and amidst the applause, blessings, and cheers of their classmates, she kissed Wen Yu—
“With this kiss, I seal our past.
In this life, I will become your bride.
In the future, you and I will be safe and fulfilled.”
Sansukini: Aww… I’m so satisfied with this ending. How about you? He Man also got avenged by her parents.
There are still 13 Extras left, 2 of Shu Chen x Meng Xinyu and the rest are their life after marriage.
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This definitely went pretty fast and ended quite (maybe a little too) neatly, but it was overall a satisfying ride! Definitely happy the drama didn’t get too dragged out lol. Thank you for taking this story on!
There are still some Extras After Marriage, so it’s not too rush. It’s just Zhao Chen’s death is too fast, but in a way it serves its purpose, which is not just to avenge Anning’s tragedy in the previous life, but also gave He Man’s family some justice and closure.
I’m kind of sad. This story is nice and well developed. I like the ending too. But I will miss them. When the dream arc started I was wondering how the author will use it to bring a good ending. It’s a good job !
Thank you so far translator-nim
Surprisingly, the last chapter will be posted on Dec 30, just in time for the end of 2023. Then, I’ll start another novel come January. That one was adapted into a drama.
May I ask what’s the novels title?
It’s “He Confessed in the Backlight.” Here: https://secondlifetranslations.com/novel/hcb/
Thank you heheh
That was so cute… I like how retribution visited all guilty parties…
It always being like that. The perpetrator don’t even remember what they did, meanwhile the victims suffer in silent forever. I wish ZhaonChen suffered more tho, he did so easily.
The proposal is so romantic omg! Definitely much more romantic than proposing using a helicopter
It’s really f*cked up how the Zhao didn’t recognize Mr. He. But, I guess WY has expected it. Thus, he assured Anning that he (Mr. He)’d be okay. Anyway, in this lifetime, he kind of ended up okay.