Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?
Chapter 233: Dream Backtracking

Chapter 233: Chapter 233: Dream Backtracking

Wu Menglin wasn’t surprised at all by the appearance of Zhao Xuerong.

Instead, she seemed excitedly inviting, asking if Xuerong wanted to join in—if she wanted, Menglin could let her have one.

"You this... you this..." Zhao Xuerong’s face turned bright red, not knowing what to say.

She always knew Wu Menglin was quite open-minded, but she didn’t expect her to be this open.

"You want both? That’s not going to work," Wu Menglin said with a giggling tone.

Then she suddenly appeared right in front of Zhao Xuerong, as if teleporting, and grabbed her hair with a fierce expression, saying, "Stop pretending. I hate this part of you the most, pah."

Saying this, she spat on Zhao Xuerong’s face.

Zhao Xuerong’s mind raced, and she appeared behind Wu Menglin.

It seemed Menglin didn’t expect Xuerong to suddenly vanish and was stunned for a moment. Then the dream began to shake as if it was about to collapse.

But it quickly stabilized again, and the surrounding scenery changed—they were now by the seaside.

Zhao Xuerong looked at the scene before her with some surprise. It was her first time entering a dream, and she was inexperienced.

Indeed, it was not strange, since dreams are a thing of the moment—appearing and disappearing with a single thought.

Because of Zhao Xuerong’s arrival, Wu Menglin’s thoughts were disturbed, and with the wane and wax of thoughts, the scene changed in an instant.

"Eh?"

At this moment, Zhao Xuerong looked at the beach in front of her with some surprise.

Because on the beach, a group of people appeared, among them another version of herself.

This was from right before her wedding, during her bridal photo shoot.

That day, Wu Menglin also came to help, and sure enough, she found Menglin amidst the people.

She stood among the crowd, smiling at her, but her eyes were filled with cruelty and violence as if a ferocious beast tore through her human skin, emerging from within her body to destroy everything beautiful in front of her.

Zhao Xuerong had a thought, and her body overlapped with the other self on the beach.

Then, the Zhao Xuerong who was still merrily taking wedding pictures suddenly let go of her husband’s hand and walked toward Wu Menglin.

And her husband and all the staff around them seemed to become puppets, maintaining their previous poses without moving.

"Wu Menglin, aren’t we supposed to be best friends? Why do you hate me so much?" Zhao Xuerong asked.

Hearing this, Wu Menglin seemed slightly panicked as if her secret had been revealed, but she immediately showed a happy, almost manic smile.

"I don’t hate you, I’m just jealous of you," she said calmly.

"Why do you get everything you want without trying, while I work so hard and end up with nothing but a mirage?"

"Is it just because of this?" Zhao Xuerong was somewhat surprised.

"Isn’t this enough?" Wu Menglin said.

"Do you still remember that little accessory shop we passed by when we were in school..."

As Wu Menglin spoke, the scene changed again, and they found themselves on the road they often walked down as children when it snowed.

Looking at the familiar street view in front of her, Zhao Xuerong felt somewhat dazed.

At this moment, two people walked from the side of the road—it was the junior high school versions of Zhao Xuerong and Wu Menglin.

The two of them were laughing and playing along the way, with a very good relationship.

Just then, Wu Menglin suddenly looked at a hair accessory in the display window of a shop by the road, excitedly saying to Zhao Xuerong, "My mom said she was going to buy it for me as my birthday present. Isn’t it pretty?"

"Yes, it’s really pretty. I like it too," Zhao Xuerong said.

It wasn’t clear whether she really liked it or just said so because Menglin liked it.

"Right? I’ve liked it for a long time," Wu Menglin said.

But the next day, that hair accessory appeared on Zhao Xuerong’s head.

"I told my mom and she bought it for me, isn’t it beautiful?" Zhao Xuerong boasted proudly to Wu Menglin.

Wu Menglin looked at her, her tone a bit dry: "Beautiful."

The sky seemed to sense Wu Menglin’s mood, turning gloomy as if a downpour could happen at any moment.

"I’m sorry," Zhao Xuerong said with some guilt.

She had already forgotten about the matter.

Wu Menglin, who was originally downcast, suddenly lifted her head, her face becoming more mature and her body growing considerably taller.

She looked at Zhao Xuerong and smiled, "Xuerong, during the holidays my mom took me to my uncle’s, and his place was so much fun."

"Really? Then next time I’ll come with you."

"Sure... let me tell you, my uncle even has a cow, and he let me ride on its back..."

"What about you? Where did you go for summer fun?"

"Oh, my parents took me abroad, and I sat on the plane for such a long time, I was dead tired. Oh, didn’t you say you wanted to see the Magic Castle? My dad took me there, and we took pictures. I also brought you a gift..."

...

"Wu Menglin, look, is this the bracelet you were talking about before? If you like it, I’ll give it to you..."

"Wu Menglin, do you want to go to the concert together? I’ve got tickets..."

"Wu Menglin, there’s a restaurant in West City that’s really good, you should try it next time..."

"Wu Menglin, I’m not wearing this dress anymore, I’ll give it to you..."

"Wu Menglin, do you like this bag? You should have said earlier, I’ll give it to you since I don’t really like it anyways..."

"Wu Menglin, why don’t you rent a better place? Your neighborhood is so shabby..."

"Wu Menglin, why did you break up with him? Didn’t you say he loved you? Didn’t you say you wanted to get married in the future? Didn’t you say you would have lots and lots of children..."

"Wu Menglin, let me tell you, my boyfriend really loves me, he brings me a big bunch of roses every day, look, isn’t this ring nice..."

...

"Ah, stop talking, stop talking..." Wu Menglin, holding her head, the sky flashing with lightning and thundering.

"I’m so annoyed, so annoyed, Zhao Xuerong, why don’t you just die, you’re so stupid and dumb, why do you get everything you want, why does everyone like you..."

They were back on the beach again, the sky dark with clouds, rain falling from the sky, much like Wu Menglin’s tears.

"Wu Menglin, I’m sorry."

Zhao Xuerong apologized somewhat helplessly, she never realized that she would cause so much harm to her best friend.

"Why don’t you go die."

Wu Menglin lifted her head, glaring fiercely at her.

That ferocious look in her eyes made Zhao Xuerong’s heart skip a beat.

And then she really died, lying on the bed with a peaceful expression.

While Wu Menglin was standing by the bed, weeping and crying, pushing her hard, "Zhao Xuerong, Zhao Xuerong wake up, stop sleeping... Why did you just die... Why did you die?"

"Wuwuwu... why did you die, you were still so young, everyone liked you so much..."

"Zhao Xuerong, I don’t want you to die, don’t die, you said you’d be my bridesmaid when I get married..."

"You said when we get old, we would buy a house together in Huacheng and retire together..."

...

Zhao Xuerong stood aside, blankly watching the tearful Wu Menglin.

On the day of her death, Wu Menglin was almost like this. It seems that her own death probably had nothing to do with her.

But at that moment, Wu Menglin let out a deep laugh, lifted her head, and her face showed no signs of sadness.

Her face was radiant with a bright smile.

"Zhao Xuerong, so you’ve just died like that, you short-lived ghost, you really deserved it..."

"I always wondered why you were so lucky; turns out all the good fortune of your lifetime was concentrated in the beginning..."

"Now you have no choice, why aren’t you smiling? Smile, be happy, are you going to steal from me again? Show off, right? You deserved it, deserved it..."

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PS: Chapter 232 and 231 are in the wrong order, can’t adjust it myself, have to find the editor on Monday.

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