Quickly wear the heroine, she's going to hang up again

Chapter 94 Never take it for granted
【If possible, I hope to turn back time.

It's not that there is no time travel, but that you don't take it for granted that you are the heroine.

There have never been so many things taken for granted in the world.

——BY: Gan Chan]

"Where is the beggar, get out of here, get out of here."

Gan Chan, who was kicked away again, dragged her tired body back to the Town God's Temple where she woke up.

He threw himself on the face of the statue of Lord Chenghuang and burst into tears.

She was wrong.

You shouldn't be greedy, you shouldn't be so self-righteous, you shouldn't be so self-deceiving.

Not to mention, of course.

Looking back, she had a very good life.

Although in the 22nd century, because of the ordinary life, the relationship with the opposite sex is not good, and I envy those beautiful women.

I have been immersed in novels all year round, fantasizing that I am the heroine in it.

Wandering around, one day, I will be able to attract all high-quality men, let them fall in love with me, and be crazy about myself.

Suddenly one day, my dream came true.

I crossed over and became a full-fledged beauty.

Her life was dull, and, in my opinion, not very good.

She is obviously the second young lady of the prime minister's mansion, even though she is a concubine, her talent and appearance are much better than that young lady's.

However, the prime minister only saw the young lady and ignored her.

I was very angry and felt that the other party was partial.

So I wanted to take revenge on them. I was like the time-traveling heroines in those novels, sneaked out, stole famous poems and songs, and made friends with many outstanding men.

Slowly wrapped in that sense of vanity, I lost myself.

Not only did I not feel wrong to start the war, but I was very proud.

Look, how beautiful I am, how dazzling, how crazy they are for me.

At that moment, I was so happy, so ecstatic.

However, the good times didn't last long, and the appearance of a person shattered all my dreams.

I struggled, I resisted, I ignored, I was angry, I tried my best, but in the end, I still lost completely.

I don't understand, and I don't understand, obviously I am the heroine, how could someone be more favored than me.

I am not convinced.

Because I feel that as a heroine, all those who oppose me are jealous of me and will disappear in the end.

After all, there are so many people around me who admire me and are willing to sacrifice their lives for me.

But the facts tell me that I have been living in the assumption.

I drew a circle for myself, fixed the plot, arranged the ending, and rejected all contrary factors.

Stubbornly thinking that everything you think and believe is right.

Just deceiving yourself and others will eventually be exposed.

It turns out that I am not the heroine, maybe I did have the fate of a heroine, but I ruined it myself.

I often think, if I hadn’t read so many time-travel novels back then and put myself in them, wouldn’t it be the case now?

In fact, I also know that this is just an excuse I made for myself.

Those heroines who traveled through the text, which one did not have real talents and real learning.

Even if there are people who are as muddled as I am, they will grow up later and become more and more real me.

Only I have been staying in place, overdrawing my luck.

She is right, even if she wears the skin of a phoenix, she cannot become a phoenix.

No wonder others.

But I really regret it, and I know it's useless to regret it.

Because it's late, but I can't give up. I want to live and atone for my mistakes.

I also pray for those who have been implicated by me, may they be safe.

Especially Feng Yuanfei.

He is the most sorry person in her life.

Five years later, a girl in a simple long dress with red spots on her face appeared in the suburbs with a basket.

Everyone who saw her greeted her friendly.

"Hello, sister-in-law of the Feng family, I'm going to see yours again, thank you for your usual care, my boy."

"Yes, you don't need to thank you, auntie, that's what I should do."

As he spoke, a few children ran over and said hello obediently.

"I wish my wife well."

"I wish my wife well."

"Hello, don't be too playful, and review your studies."

Touching the heads of the children in front of me, my heart is full of gratitude.

The way I am now, I sometimes feel scared when I see it.

But these children are completely unaffected, and they especially like themselves.

Many times, I feel very fortunate that I have another chance to do it again.

Forgot to mention, I am a teacher now.

Although my own grades are not very good, but at least it comes from the future.

A lot of knowledge that is used in daily life is still much richer than that of the current dynasty, and it is still possible to do some literature that combines ancient and modern.

And the present life depends entirely on those two people.

One is Wangyou, the empress and empress who once I wished she would die.

She is really an amazing person with a bad temper, and I still think so.

Kexin is kinder than anyone else.

Obviously I have done so many bad things and wrong things, but she didn't make it difficult for me except to put the misplaced life back in place.

Even later, someone sent a letter to me, saying that he was willing to help me open a school.

My first reaction at the time was that this person is not stupid.

Then I laughed at myself, thinking that everyone is as narrow-minded as you, they are truly open-minded people.

For her kindness, I see no reason not to seize it.

I'm the kind of thick-skinned person, and I don't feel that I have no face to accept help from others after doing something like that.

Because I have self-knowledge, I am no longer so self-righteous.

I understand that if I really want to apologize, I can only contribute my meager strength.

Open private schools, and then expand to today's colleges.

I used it for three years.

It is my philosophy to gradually develop and develop new knowledge.

I will still learn from the ideas of my predecessors, but it is no longer plagiarism, but reference and analysis.

Over the years, I have a great ideal to open all the schools I wish to pray for in Chong'an.

The name Gan Chan was never mine, and the name Gan Chan also cut off my fate.

So I changed the name to Prayer.

Another person to thank is Gan Chan.

It was she who woke me up, kept me from being in a daze, and gave me the courage to stand up again.

Of course, she is such a talented woman with real materials, how could I let her go.

She is now a lecturer in Chinese studies in my school, and her reputation and talent have long been known all over the world.

As for the reputation that was once damaged by my plagiarism, she also wiped it all out by herself.

What I admire most about her is that she knows that it has nothing to do with her, she can explain it, and Wangyou will help her clarify it, but she still refuses.

She said, my heart is peaceful and clear, even if my body is blessed with dirt, so what?

Yeah, so what?

With strength, what fear.

Standing in front of the grave of the only person who made me feel sorry, with my face on the tombstone.

I don't blame that person for killing Feng Yuanfei, because in the final analysis, it was all my fault.

"Yuan Fei, I'm here to see you again, are you okay down there?"

"If you still like me, just wait for me. When I pay off the debt, I will go to you."

In fact, I'm still very greedy.

Wangyou and Gan Chan stood not far away, quietly looking at the person who was leaning against the tombstone.

"Your Majesty, you should go back, or His Majesty will be worried."

Gan Chan spoke with a slight smile, holding her slightly protruding belly with her hands, the brilliance of motherhood in her brows and eyes.

Wangyou lowered her eyes, stared at her stomach, and nodded, "Let's go, you should go back, otherwise the eldest grandson will be worried."

All true feelings in the world should be respected, no matter good or bad.

There are many mistakes in the world, and there is a chance to correct them, it just depends on whether you are willing or not.

Just like them.

　Dust: I couldn’t resist writing a side story about the original heroine, it’s not a whitewash, it’s just an analysis of her mental journey, if you don’t like it, you can skip it, and then we will continue to make appointments in the early morning of the new story mua~~~ Finally, Hurry up and hand over the ticket, or take the noodles and hang yourself at your door╭(╯^╰)╮

　　Thank you my dear (Feng Yu Shi Sheng [Yao] × 2) (Ms. Zhang’s little pride ゞ) (s.) (Red.) Little angels for rewarding, please (づ￣3￣)づ╭～

　　
　
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