After waking up I found love - Chapter 9

His family members were few. Jing Xing had no siblings, aunts, or uncles. Although he had several partners, when they were ‘active’ together, he always put safety first. He wanted to prevent women from bringing a child while crying after ten years and embarrassing him further by making the child call him dad. Now that there was no heir to burn incense for him, he felt a bit regretful.

But he also thought about the positive points. At least now, he could still give and burn incense and worship himself. And his own grave was also built next to his father’s. It was not that bad!

‘Look at the picture on his tombstone, how handsome … uh! But why did they find such a photo which only had his face and neck, even his shoulders were cropped. Was it taken from some certificate or something?’ After thinking about it, Jing Xing remembered that it might be a photo taken in a carnival. At that time, there were two beautiful women on each side of his arms, enjoying the blessing of being a human … No wonder the photo had no arms … No matter what people said, he was really a magnificent man!

Jing Xing couldn’t help but feel sorry for himself, and tears fell down from his eyes.

She was a man in her past life, and even if a man bleeds, he should not cry. So the number of times she cried in her previous life was very few. But after the soul changed to another body in this life, the hormones were different. So, of course, she got more emotional than before. She gave this reason and pacified herself.

The problem, however, was that she didn’t expect to cry like a woman. Twitching, shuddering, the tears fell, and she felt that she couldn’t control her tear glands and the crying pattern.

The people of Ji’s family were in silence in front of the tomb. They clasped their hands together to pray to the gods and Buddhas for the deceased or something. Then they heard the voice of the woman choking and crying.

Ji Pinchuan had a bad hunch. He looked back and saw Lin Jingwei crying, covering her mouth.

It was okay to feel sorry for the deceased and cry. But her crying method was too sad, screaming, and it developed into tears and snots.

Ji Pinchuan thought that this woman was going crazy again. He was just about to reprimand her and walked to her. His father, Ji Cheng, spoke first, “Secretary Lin, do you know Jing Xing?”

Lin Jingwei replied after hesitation, “… no, not so much, too, not too familiar woohoo…” As she spoke, her voice cracked, tears dropped, and she cried louder. She looked like Lady Meng Jiang* crying on her husband’s grave.

Everyone’s eyes were on her. Ji Pinchuan couldn’t help but scold her, “Why are you crying like this?”

He wanted to lecture the woman and tell her that a woman with self-respect would know how to handle her feelings. On such occasions, just the right sadness and just the right tears were commendable, such as Madam Ji’s moment. Lin Jingwei crying at a stranger’s grave, would make people look at her with crazy eyes.

However, Lin Jingwei didn’t seem to control her own emotions. She passed through the crowd to the tombstone, stroked the photo, and said sadly, “I just, just feel … sad!” With her hand on her chest, she said, “Jing Xing, a good young man! So young! So handsome! So cool! … Look at him! This V face! This sharp jawline! These swords like eyebrows! This perfect face! A perfect young talent! So many people loved him … … how can this happen to him! ”

The people around were stunned. Ji Pinchuan was furious. He brought the person there. He had to explain to his father, “I’m sorry, Dad, this woman became like this after being hit by a leather shoe in her head. Please don’t mind her. ”

Ji Cheng just listened and said nothing.

Mrs. Ji went over to her, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, lamented, and said, “Poor child, people can’t resurrect after death. If only Jing Xing knew you had such feelings for him.”

The gentle comfort of this elder woman was exactly what Lin Jingwei needed. She leaned on Mrs. Ji’s shoulders and cried loudly, “He is so wronged to die!” She cried inexplicably.

Suddenly there was a pain in her head, and she was pulled from Mrs. Ji. Ji Pinchuan grabbed her in anger, “Enough! I didn’t bring you here to cause trouble! You caused enough mess.”

When Lin Jingwei was scolded, she suddenly thought of her current identity. She forgot and burst into tears on Mr.Ji’s shoulder. So she apologized.

On the contrary, Mrs. Ji said, “No problem, young girls are more emotional. But we didn’t know that you had this kind of feeling for Jing Xing.”

Ji Pinchuan glanced at Lin Jingwei. She understood immediately and felt misunderstood. She waved and said, “No, I’m not …”

Mrs.Ji patted her hand and gave an ‘I understand’ look, “Again, the deceased has been long gone. Let him rest in peace. ”

Lin Jingwei blinked and looked at Mrs. Ji, then found the disgusting and doubtful eyes of Jin Pinchuan. Then, she looked at her new grave not far away. She suddenly realized that she messed up.

She couldn’t be blamed for that! It was the first time a man visited his own grave!
[The translation belongs to wordrain]

Miao:- Lady Meng Jiang’s husband was pressed into service by imperial officials and sent as corvee labor to build the Great Wall of China. Lady Meng Jiang heard no news after his departure, so she set out to bring him winter clothes. Unfortunately, by the time she reached the Great Wall, her husband had already died. Hearing the bad news, she wept so bitterly that a part of the Great Wall collapsed, revealing his bones.

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