In my past life, I was the "money-losing" daughter swapped at birth into the poor He family. The love of my life was an abandoned orphan, the son of a martyr. We tasted life's bitterness and sweetness together, walked through every season side by side. With my help, he rose to become a high-ranking military chief, and I became the envied chief's wife. After living to a ripe old age, we died. And were reborn together. But I never expected that the first thing he would do after rebirth was to swap me and the He family's biological daughter back. Only then did I realize that there was a grave in his heart, burying his "white moonlight"—his true love. He stared at me, still an infant in swaddling clothes, with eyes full of hatred: "You stole Luna's life, causing her a lifetime of displacement, and forced my love into the grave." "Those days and nights, I wished I could strangle you, but you were, after all, my wife." "In this life, I pray our paths never cross again..." Fine. At least I don't have to taste the endless suffering of the He family for a heartless man. In this life, I won't help him rise to the clouds. I will fulfill my own aerospace dream. 1 In the hospital, reeking of disinfectant. Amidst the cries of babies. I could only watch helplessly as a careless nurse put the wrong ID tag on my ankle. Reborn as a baby, I was powerless to struggle, only able to turn red and whimper. In the noisy environment, my weak voice couldn't attract anyone's attention. But after the nurse left, a boy of about seven or eight sneaked in. When I saw who it was, my little feet kicked with joy. I knew him. It was my husband of fifty years, Song Siwei. But why was he here? I watched him search among the babies. Finally, he stopped in front of me. Then, he switched my ankle tag with the baby girl next to me. I couldn't help but grin happily, letting out a giggle. I remembered nagging him in our past life, saying that if I could do it over, I would only want to be filial to my biological parents, not serve my adoptive ones. So, Song Siwei was reborn like me. He came all this way just to change my life! But before the warmth could reach my heart... I saw his clear eyes suddenly turn crimson. His rough, calloused hands were already squeezing my neck. A strong force surged up, and I instantly felt suffocated. My mind went blank, my soul almost separating from my body. Suddenly, his hand let go. I gasped for air. Terrified, I burst into loud cries. Fear permeated my entire body. Song Siwei... actually wanted to kill me just now? But... why? A childish voice came from the boy's lips. Carrying a terrifying maturity and hatred. "You stole Luna's life, causing her a lifetime of displacement, and forced my love into the grave." "Those days and nights, I wished I could strangle you, but you were, after all, my wife." "In this life, I pray our paths never cross again..." I froze. Only then did I realize that fifty years of marriage were a grave to him. His heart had long been occupied by the "white moonlight" whose life I had swapped. 2 "What should we name our little princess?" In the delivery room, on the bed furthest inside. It was the diplomat known as the "Iron Rose," my mother, Zhou Rusu. She was holding me, eyes full of tenderness and love. Her soft voice caught the attention of the man beside her. Major General Jiang Jianwei, the most promising officer in the capital. He pondered for a moment, then recited a line from an ancient poem: "Before Luna drives the chariot of the moon... Luna is the goddess who drives the moon. Our daughter should be surrounded by stars like the moon. Luna... it sounds nice and rolls off the tongue. What do you think?" "Luna... not bad..." Zhou Rusu nodded, very satisfied with the name. But at the next bed, Song Siwei, who was attending to the He family's baby girl, interrupted. "The name Luna has already been taken by our Vice Commander He. Maybe Major General Jiang should choose another name to avoid confusion in the future." Song Siwei's firm attitude made Jiang Jianwei frown slightly: "When did Vice Commander He name the child? I didn't know." Zhou Rusu saw the cunning in Song Siwei's eyes at a glance. But she was kind and didn't want to argue with a kid. She pulled her husband's hand: "Just think of another one. Why argue with a child?" Jiang Jianwei took a deep breath and thought again. After a while, he recited: "Peach trees are young and elegant, their leaves are lush and thriving (Zhenzhen). "Let's call her Jiang Zhenzhen. We shouldn't put too much pressure on her. Let her grow up happy and carefree in this life!" Zhou Rusu's eyes warmed. From the name "Zhenzhen," she felt Jiang Jianwei's deep love for the child. My heart was also warm. I ignored the fact that Song Siwei's heart and eyes were full of his "Luna." After all, I now had people whose hearts and eyes were full of me. My dad! My mom! 3 In my past life. Because of a nurse's carelessness. I became the despised, "money-losing" daughter of Vice Commander He's family. Luna became the cherished princess of Major General Jiang's family. Compared to Luna's life of luxury, pampering, and love. I grew up suffering in a family that valued boys over girls. She danced ballet on stage and became the star of the art troupe. I was a servant washing clothes and cooking for the He family's little son. Song Siwei was the posthumous child of a veteran under Vice Commander He. After the veteran died in battle, his wife dumped Song Siwei at the He family's gate and ran away. Unable to bear the gossip, Vice Commander He adopted Song Siwei. But the He couple, who didn't even care much for their own daughter... How could they treat Song Siwei well? I was the He family's nanny. He was the He family's laborer. We sympathized with each other's misery. Over time, I made him my everything. But he was already captivated by Luna on stage. That year, the art troupe visited the troops. When Luna was shining on stage... She was beaten up by Chief Zhao's wife right there on stage. It revealed Luna's identity as the mistress of a married man. The Jiang family was investigated. Jiang Jianwei was accused of selling his daughter for glory. He, who had the most hope of entering the core leadership before fifty, had his career destroyed. With one order, the entire Jiang family was sent to the harsh Tibetan region. This turning point allowed my adoptive father to seize the opportunity and rise to a high position. Even I, the nanny, and the laborer Song Siwei rose with him. I pleased my brother, obeyed my parents, and did everything to help Song Siwei rise. He lived up to expectations, became a pilot, and won a chance to enter the core circle... But he always missed Tibet. I thought he had grand ambitions, but his heart only held Luna. When I was thirty, the Jiang family members died one after another, and Luna's whereabouts were unknown. Forced by my adoptive parents, Song Siwei finally married me unwillingly... Later, my adoptive father grew old and suffered from uremia, urgently needing a kidney. When I was morally kidnapped by my adoptive mother on the hospital bed, the fact that I was not the He family's biological daughter was revealed. My adoptive father was desperate to live, and my adoptive mother tried her best to find their biological daughter, Luna. In the end, they only got news that Luna had died of a dirty disease. Song Siwei once said I stole Luna's smooth life. I never took that sentence to heart. Little did I know that the man I treated with all my heart... Had wished day and night for me to die! 4 "Little Luna, it's okay. Just a dozen years of hardship, I'll walk through it with you!" When Vice Commander He's wife went out to play mahjong, the stove at home would definitely not be lit. Young Song Siwei had no choice but to take the even younger He Luna with him. They could only seek help from Zhou Rusu in the same compound. My mother, kind and simple, couldn't bear to see pitiful children. Whenever Song Siwei came to the Jiang family's door, Zhou Rusu always helped as much as she could. I suddenly remembered my childhood in the past life... Song Siwei and I were often desperate. Hungry, we went door to door seeking shelter. The people in the compound were long tired of seeing us. Only Zhou Rusu was willing to give charity when she saw us. But Song Siwei's arrogance grew year by year. He refused to accept Zhou Rusu's "handouts." He even insulted me, saying I was born from a starving ghost and had no shame. Thinking back now, his "arrogance" was just self-esteem in front of the person he liked. Now that his "white moonlight" was starving and howling every day, he put down all his pride and tried hard to seek the best conditions for He Luna. The contrast between past and present made me feel that those fifty years... were wasted on a dog. "In this life, I pray our paths never cross again..." Song Siwei, how could you go back on your own words? "Wah wah wah..." My crying sounded from the cradle. Hearing the noise, Zhou Rusu immediately put down the rice she was washing. The new mother hadn't cut the umbilical cord between her and the infant yet. She was afraid I was hungry, thirsty, or wet... She could only hold me with both hands, pouring all her love onto me. As a result, Zhou Rusu had no time to give Song Siwei and He Luna a hot meal. "It's strange. Our Zhenzhen is usually so good. But as soon as Song Siwei from next door brings little He Luna to beg for food, Zhenzhen cries so hard it breaks my heart! What's wrong with her?" At night, Zhou Rusu and Jiang Jianwei lay in bed whispering. Jiang Jianwei poked my chubby cheek, smiling. "What else could it be? Your daughter doesn't want you to work so hard. Song Siwei and He Luna come to beg for food every day. Other families in the compound are tired of them. Only you are patient enough to cook hot meals for them. Our Zhenzhen feels sorry for you." Zhou Rusu was amused: "You're funny. Zhenzhen is so small, what does she know? But those two kids from the He family are really pitiful. Maybe you can think of a way to help them." Jiang Jianwei shook his head: "It's hard for an honest official to settle family disputes. Let's stay out of this. My mom is coming to take care of you and the baby tomorrow. She has thick skin. Let her talk to the He family, at least to feed the two kids." Their kind nature always prevented them from staying out of it. The next day, my grandma yelled in the courtyard that the He family wouldn't feed their kids. The neighbors, who had turned a blind eye, all popped up. They all said the He couple neglected their children too much. The He couple lost face. They took Song Siwei back and gave him a good beating. "Did I give you allowance money to play games and buy toys?" "If you spend money recklessly again, I'll throw you away like your mom did!" "Uncle and Auntie are busy working, can't you save us some worry?" Song Siwei was whipped until he was covered in wounds. For that non-existent allowance. He could only agree: "Uncle, Auntie, I'm sorry. I won't spend money recklessly again!" A show for the people in the courtyard. Mother He then took out twenty yuan and gave it to Song Siwei in front of everyone. Song Siwei took the money, ignoring the blood in his mouth, and rushed to buy milk powder to feed little Luna. Watching this good show in Zhou Rusu's arms, I couldn't help but remember the past life, where I often endured beatings from the He parents to give Song Siwei a bite to eat. Indeed, love and non-love have always been distinct. When he was with me, Song Siwei was weak and unable to take care of himself. When he was with Luna, he could take a beating and bow and scrape, just so Luna could live a happier life. Thinking that the suffering I endured in my past life would happen to Song Siwei one by one, I had no regrets.
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