Rebirth: The Ascent of a Socialite-Chapter 612 - 246: Life Exchange (Part 2)
Whether it was because she had been walking for too long or because the autumn sun was unusually harsh, Su Ziceng felt her throat becoming dry. She leaned against the slightly warmed wall, listening to Chang Mei about to say something.
"Go to the alley in the Sixth District, find a fortune teller who seems blind but is not, and ask him what kind of destiny Xiao Chu exchanged with him, and what exactly happened? Also, the Red Love, I remember you always wore it around your neck, but this time you came without wearing it. You’d better bring the Red Love with you to inquire about what’s going on." Even though Qiao Chu personally wrote about exchanging destinies in the Rose Handbook, what did she exchange and how did she do it? After calming down, Chang Mei reverted back to her composed self, Secretary Chang. She was now in prison, unable to go out, and could only ask Su Ziceng by making a rare phone call.
"I will go and ask about it today," said Su Ziceng, who had certainly thought about this question before. No one in this world other than Su Ziceng could understand the mysteries it contained. Yet, Su Ziceng was also somewhat afraid to explore the secrets. If everything was clarified, her rebirth and Qiao Chu’s death were closely related, Su Ziceng could never forgive herself.
What was meant to come would eventually come, Su Ziceng understood this as well. No matter how she dodged, she still had to find Yuhua’s God Stick. Last time, she didn’t find Yuhua’s God Stick, but this time, she had to clarify the relationships no matter what. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
Yuhua’s God Stick, who had been wandering for more than half a year, had just stepped into his house. He didn’t bother to tidy his messy room and immediately fell asleep on the chaotic spring bed, while the noise of knocking came from outside. It started as tentative, insect bite-like knocks, then turned into hammer-like pounding sounds.
"Who is it?" Yuhua’s God Stick weakly responded.
"God Stick?" Su Ziceng seemed to hear a voice, and the neighbors were indeed not lying, saying that they saw someone who looked both like a beggar and like the homeowner entering the house earlier.
The God Stick groaned, truly a jinx, neither sooner nor later, just as he had returned, he was caught completely off guard.
Upon seeing Su Ziceng, Yuhua’s God Stick couldn’t help but take a few more glances. This girl was truly magical, each time he saw her, her temperament and fortune were different. For instance, today, her face was rosy, and her eyes were bright. If it wasn’t for her strange palms, the God Stick would have wished to say she could live a long and prosperous life.
"Do you know how to exchange destinies," the God Stick was still sizing her up when he heard Su Ziceng asking such a question, startling him into shrinking his head and neck. Yuhua’s God Stick was known for one thing, liking to pretend to know what he doesn’t. If Su Ziceng had asked if he knew how to tell fortunes, he would have guaranteed confidently, but hearing "exchange destinies," he almost wished he knew nothing.
"You know!" Su Ziceng saw through Yuhua’s God Stick’s tricks and quickly stepped closer. His spring bed became the only place he could retreat to, and as the God Stick moved a few inches to the side, the bed uncooperatively started creaking.
"You definitely know! You even helped my mother exchange her destiny! I was the baby whose destiny was exchanged, I died once, and came back to life." Su Ziceng would never mention this in front of others, but in front of Yuhua’s God Stick, she had the courage. She must be honest, only by doing so, could the God Stick reciprocate with honesty.
Yuhua’s God Stick, with his head and neck curled up like a tightened bow, instantly sprang back, staring at Su Ziceng as if he had seen a ghost.
The Su Ziceng before him, calm in voice, breathing steadily, how could she be someone resurrected from death. Yuhua’s God Stick, who had dealt with spirits his entire life, shuddered as if he was cold or frightened.
"Impossible, could it be, that it really worked." Yuhua’s God Stick was much braver in his youth than now. Although he was not as accurate as his master, Master Wang, he was still quite well-known as Junior Wang.
"What worked? How did it work?" Su Ziceng got a hint of what was going on, staring at Yuhua’s God Stick. His eyes were then like a kaleidoscope, all kinds of colors emerged. There was sad blue, excited red, and countless inexplicable greys.
"How could this work, if master knew, he would definitely kill us both," Yuhua’s God Stick anxiously explained, jumping off the spring bed, unable to stop rubbing his hands and pacing back and forth.
"You and Mr. Yamamoto really succeeded in changing my mother’s destiny for her, you gave her destiny ... to me. You killed my mother!" Su Ziceng’s voice harshly struck Yuhua’s God Stick.
"It wasn’t supposed to harm, it was your mother who agreed, she said life had no meaning for her anymore, she agreed to be our test subject. At that time, Yamamoto and I were still young, how could we have considered so much." Yuhua’s God Stick struggled to explain, but Su Ziceng’s increasingly sharp gaze made him shiver.
"She agreed, what a sympathetic agreement. But did you ever consider, did I agree," Su Ziceng’s accusation suddenly rendered Yuhua’s God Stick speechless.
Using her mother’s death in exchange for her life, this decision was incredibly heavy for Su Ziceng. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
