Perhaps, there was a past life (3 more 1)

  Beast Pets Are Scary · Bad Little Boy, Don't Be Like This, You, Had A Past Life (Updated 3 Chapters)

  (Today's update is 15,000 words, divided into three updates. This is the first one.)

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  "Moth..." Mo Xie softly called out.

  Misty cicada smiled awkwardly, "Alas, I've made a fool of myself. Actually, I never believed in the idea of past lives and reincarnation before, whenever I heard someone mention it, I would laugh uncontrollably. But now...I don't know what's wrong with me, I've started to imagine my own past life."

  She turned her gaze to his eyes, "Xiao Xie, what did you say I was in my past life? Was I an ordinary girl like me, or was I really just a worm?"

  "What kind of people did I meet in my past life, what kind of things did I do?"

  "Who have I loved, and who have I hated?"

  Mo Ye pursed his lips tightly, hesitating and unsure of how to respond to her.

  Moth cicada saw the situation and laughed, "Hey, don't be so serious, I'm just talking to myself, not asking you to answer me. Even if you may have lived for a very long time, or even seen my past life - but I won't interrogate you."

  "Because - that's my own business. If you really want to know, go find out yourself, don't ask others." Mozhen clearly hadn't drunk any wine, but at this moment he seemed as if he was drunk, his footsteps staggering, "Just like Meng Huan, you say he didn't want to forget the butterfly, so he refused to drink Meng Po's soup, and would rather not enter reincarnation, foolishly standing on the banks of the River of Forgetting for three whole years..."

  "And since I've already forgotten, then it's me who chose to drink the Meng Po soup. I think it was my own choice, wanting to forget."

  She gazed at him with a smile, her bright eyes veiling the perplexity. "Forget it then. I'm just Xia Muzhen, and that's enough. Even if I were the last cicada of summer, I would only cherish the present where I can sing out loud."

  She made a face at him, "Hey, if you're really old enough to have seen my past life, please forget it too, don't confuse me with that person. I'm just me, not the person you've seen before."

  "Xiao Xie, you have to remember, I'm just Xia Mo Lian."

  In the night, Meng Zhen sat alone in front of the window, hugging her knees and gazing at the distant lights.

  She remembered in the mountain temple, a little monk chasing up and handing her an incense pendant called her: Tan Yue.

  She recalled the figure of Lotus Monk Qingyue standing in front of her, with unclear eyebrows and eyes, but she could hear his title clearly: Tan Yue.

  She searched online for the meaning of Tan Yue, most people only know that a certain TV show has a contestant with this name, but very few people know the original meaning of Tan Yue - Tan Yue is what Buddhists call "donor".

  However, the Danapati is different from the general meaning of a patron. The Danapati donates food and clothing to the Sangha, or has sponsored Dharma assemblies; the Danapati should be exceptionally wise, famous throughout the land, praised by all, and revered by all. Even when meeting with high-ranking monks, they would not feel ashamed... After death, they will only be reborn in the heavenly realm or human realm, but will not fall into the animal realm, hungry ghost realm, or hell realm; and are respected by heaven and humans alike.

  She was originally not familiar with Buddhism in this life, how could she possibly attain such a state?

  But whether it was the big living monk or the small Sha Mi, or the lotus monk who had become a Zhong Yin body, they all called her that way, so she might be able to bear that title - such reasoning would certainly not be in this life, perhaps in the previous life.

  Perhaps in her past life she had made great offerings to the Buddha's family, and thus was deeply remembered by the Buddhist disciples who believed in reincarnation.

  At this moment, she couldn't help but face it head-on, even if she no longer believed in reincarnation.

  Once you believe in past lives, you can't help but speculate about all sorts of things from your past life. It's like replaying a TV drama, where you have to dig up everything from before.

  But human heart is already small enough, this life's troubles are already unbearable, where would there be extra energy to worry about past lives again?

  So I couldn't help but think, the existence of Meng Po's soup is really necessary. After a person dies and drinks Meng Po's soup, they forget their past life and can be reborn as a human without any burdens.

  Meng Yan took a deep breath and advised himself: Since he had already drunk Meng Po's soup, since he had already forgotten the past life, then don't think about it anymore. Everything in his past life has nothing to do with this life. Why bother looking for trouble?

  This night, Meng Xiang slept very soundly. Rarely, she didn't have a nightmare.

  The only thing that flashed in her dream was: what was the reason why Moye was so good to her, because she was Xia Mengyan or because of that person in her previous life?

  Mo Ye returned to the villa in the woods, where Mo Chou was already waiting. Seeing Mo Ye enter, Mo Chou hurried over with a worried face, "Nothing happened tonight, did it?"

  "It's nothing." Mo Xie let out a long breath and sat down, unbuttoning his shirt to breathe more easily. "I'm very anxious, but I've got it under control."

  Mo Xu hurriedly handed over the medicine bottle, "Young master, take your medicine. Ai Jie replied"

  Mo Ye grasped the medicine bottle, his long eyebrows furrowed tightly. Although he obediently swallowed the medicine, he still tossed the bottle aside, "These medicines are becoming more and more useless."

  Mo Xuan gazed at Mo Ye with a hint of worry, "Doesn't she still refuse to accept me?"

  "What do you think?"

  Mo Ye smiled wistfully, "She took me to see Jiang Yuanfeng today and ordered me to play the role of her younger brother well - all this is to dispel Jiang Yuanfeng's suspicion. In her heart, she still has feelings for Jiang Yuanfeng."

  Mo Xu lowered his head and hesitated, saying, "Things have come to this point, if the young master doesn't think of a way to cure the illness, it will be too late - if Mochen is not possible, the young master knows, there are others."

  Mo Ye turned his gaze over, his long eyelashes curled up slightly, and a icy blue light flashed in his eyes. It was so cold that it could freeze people's bones.

  Although his heart was startled, he still insisted on continuing to speak, "Anyway, I had already made a marriage contract with Green Ant, so I might as well...marry Green Ant and settle down."

  Mo Ye didn't say anything, but suddenly stood up.

  Mo Xuan knew that he had said something that Mo Ye didn't want to hear, but he couldn't help saying it. "Before Wu Yan died, she made a blood oath, you can only rely on her soul power to survive... As the Green Wolf is born for me, this is destined, and it's your best choice."

  "But Mo Ze, although also born into the Xia family, is an ordinary human being, and yet met Jiang Yuanfang so early on, and has been in love with him since childhood... This was destined to be, Mo Ze and Xiao Ye have no fate. Perhaps Xiao Ye should still be with Lu Yan."

  "Shut up!" Mo Xie suddenly turned his head, his long eyes had already transformed into wolf eyes, icy cold and piercing.

  Mo Chou fell to her knees.

  Mo Ye turned around and walked out of the door, "Don't follow me."

  Mo Xiu chased to the window, only to see Mo Xie's figure in the dim starlight, transforming into a wolf shape, a flash of silver white, and darting into the surrounding mountains and forests with a burst of speed.

  The woods were dimly lit, with only that one flash of white light, like a solitary meteor, sliding across the field of vision again and again.

  Mo Xu also shook his head in distress, "Young master, I know you're suffering. But if you don't merge with the Green Ant King soon, you won't be able to obtain the vital energy that exists within the Green Ant's body, and you'll die - not to mention being unable to maintain your human form... If you can't keep your human form, how will you appear before Meng Cai again?"

  In the woods, Mo Xie couldn't run anymore and stopped, falling to the ground with a thud.

  The dark forest was like an ancient tomb, the stars and moon in the sky were dim. Before his eyes, he saw a figure in a red skirt, her body covered in blood, yet her gaze remained firm and resolute.

  "She said, 'Evil creature, you have a big nerve to dare harm me and try to use evil to overcome righteousness! Do you think heaven will let you off? Heaven would not tolerate your defiance of the heavenly way!'"

  "Even if I die, you won't be able to live either. Heaven will exterminate you and your entire clan!"

  Her blood dripped down, drop by drop, falling into the earth and transforming into a vast expanse of blooming roses, fragrant and resplendent. Given her identity, even a single drop of her blood could grant any flower, grass or beast that obtained it an additional hundred years to cultivate and become human - such precious blood was poured out like a river on that night.

  She, however, gave up healing herself and gazed at him with a sorrowful and cold expression. "If you want to survive, if you want to save your people, you can only rely on my soul - after I die, my three souls will leave my seven spirits and enter reincarnation. You must find my three souls, protect my soul and spirit well, and wait for me to return in the next life. If you can do so, you and your people will be spared from heavenly punishment..."

  Her breath grew weaker and weaker, the three souls gushed out from the top of her head at the Baihui acupoint, together with the fragrance of roses, they fluttered upwards and dispersed into the clear moonlit night sky.

  She gazed at him with a sorrowful yet reluctant expression, smiled bleakly and said, "Wait for me to come back... wait for me to come back..."

  From that day on, the only reason he could survive was to find the three scattered souls of Wu Nian, and then guard them, expecting them to reunite one day.

  This is his way of atoning for his sins to Wuyan, and it's also the only way he can protect his people from being destroyed by heaven.

  He has been guarding this promise and waiting, he can't remember how many years have passed. He found and guarded many girls who looked like Yuè Wù. Watching them being born, growing up, aging, and dying... Like the blooming and withering of flowers, year after year, he didn't wait for Yuè Wù's rebirth, and he even gradually forgot what he was waiting for.

  In this life, he also thought that what was supposed to be found had been found. As soon as the green ant was born, he sensed the soul of Wu Yun... He thought that everything was finally destined to be this way, and he married the green ant, finally repaying Wu Yun in this life.

  Later, the first boy in the clan to take the Qingyan exam, Xia Ziran, brought his girlfriend Qin Ya back to Qingyan to get married. Both Xia Ziran and Qin Ya studied geological exploration, so they were full of curiosity about the big mountains of Qingyan. Before their wedding, the two ran into the mountains for a camping trip... When Qin Ya returned, he discovered that something was wrong. In Qin Ya's belly, he sensed the existence of another strand of Wuyi's soul!

  He simply followed the old habit, found this girl again, and guarded her safety... He thought he could pour all his emotions into Green Ant, and for this girl called Cicada, just protecting her safety was enough, until that day...

  That day, she was bitten. He sensed her desperate fear and rushed over recklessly, but still arrived a step too late. She stood in the depths of the alley, her hands covered in blood, her face pale and her eyes empty and black.

  He rushed over to lick her wound, she was trembling with fear, but in the red blood dripping onto the big red background, her eyes shone like stars, gritting her teeth and pointing at him, "Get out! If you touch me again, I'll kill you!"

  She was so self-righteous, a three-year-old soft human little girl, dared to say she wanted to kill him... He couldn't help but burst out laughing in his wolf form at that moment.

  She was clearly afraid, yet she stood firm in her righteousness, shining with a light that was just like the aurora. Even more so than the green ants.

  He naturally paid attention to her and liked her, but she clearly told him that he was wrong, he didn't like the real her, just thought it was novel.

  She clearly told him that if there was a previous life, she had forgotten it all. She said she was Xia Menglian, even if she were the last cicada of summer, she only wanted to cherish the time in this life.

  Although she had not yet awakened, she had already told him so clearly: She was only Xia Mengyan, and she was not Wu Yun.

  So he should really let go like this, turn around and go back to marry the green ant, and then keep the promise to the dance fairy that year, and live on like this?

  The bell rang, and Guan Guan woke up from her dream. The sparse classmates in the classroom also walked out with a yawn, only Mo Ze was still sitting there, lost in thought.

  "Wow, big sister, you're wasting your precious senior year time, not going to find a job or internship, nor purely relaxing, but instead coming to listen to elective folklore... You really are an oddball. Are you lacking credits and want to use this course to make up for it?"

  "No." Mò Zhān didn't show much expression, "Just wanted to hear it out of curiosity. It's interesting."

  Guan Guan yawned and asked, "What did we learn today?" Glancing at Meng Cai's notes, "Three souls and seven spirits? Wow, do we have to be so profound?"

  Mo Yan didn't think much of it, his mind still on the notes, "Look at these three souls and seven spirits' names, aren't they special: Three Souls - Taiguang, Shuangling, Youjing; Seven Spirits - Shigou, Fusha, Queyin, Tunzei, Feidu, Chouhui, Xiangfei..."

  "Alright, alright, my fairy princess, I'm all dizzy from listening. Let's go eat!"

  Two people walked out of the teaching building, and it was already lunch break time. A large number of students rushed to the cafeteria together, and later heard that a low-grade female student was chatting about entertainment gossip, "Look at this latest popular model, she's so beautiful!"

  Her name is also special, called Green Ant. She's now extremely popular, with modeling contracts piling up in her hands. Reporters praise her for having the elegant demeanor of a princess, while also possessing the clever and lovely nature of an elf!

  Mò zhān couldn't help but turn her head to look over. It was the latest issue of "Hong Xiang", a big shot taken on the Bund in Shanghai. The clothes were fragrant and the hair was shadowy, extremely charming.

  "Yuan Ying is quite something now." Guan Guan said to herself, "I heard she was originally planning to go abroad for graduate studies after graduation, but now she's changed her mind and decided to take over her father's company. A senior student in her fourth year, yet she has a natural talent for business, and single-handedly revived the stagnant 'Jing'an Villa' project, which is now thriving again. The newspapers are all saying that she's a business genius."

  "Now every time I come back to school, it's like a triumphant return. Teachers and classmates are all sycophants, fawning over me in droves. So pretentious."

  "Girl?" Mo Ze couldn't help but smile a little.

  Guan Guan sighed, "Mò Zhān, you've been acting strange lately. In the past, when I was around, you would always be talking about Jiang Yuan Fang's height, whether it was tall or short. But recently, all I see is that you're distracted and can't even hear yourself muttering to yourself? What's going on, are you really thinking of surrendering and handing over Jiang Yuan Fang?"

  Misty cicada turned her head and stared at Guan Guan, "I really haven't mentioned Yuan Feng recently? Where did I? Are you spacing out and didn't hear?"

  Guan Guan rolled her eyes, "Hmph, I really want to see that three souls and seven spirits in your notes now. Your recent state, it's as if you've lost a soul."

  Near the Mid-Autumn Festival, "Hong Xiu" holds a grand Mid-Autumn dinner every year. This is not only a grand event for "Hong Xiu", but also a major topic in the fashion circle. Performing stars, new designers, big and small models, fashionistas, celebrity entrepreneurs, and officials' children all flock to it, with getting an invitation card as their heart's desire.

  Mò Tiān also received an invitation card.

  This is not only a private relationship between Mo Xian and Hong He, but also because of Mo Xian's behavior in maintaining the image of "Hong Xiu" in the Chen Xiang case. As a result, this time Mo Xian received an invitation card that was not an ordinary guest's peach-red brocade invitation card, but a large red peony embroidered cloud-patterned VIP invitation card.

  Honghe personally brought the invitation card and specially pointed to the golden text inside, revealing, "Hey, don't mention that this cloud brocade has been used only by the royal family since ancient times; even these golden characters are really mixed with 24K gold powder."

  Foam cicada suddenly lost his smile, "You fashion circle, can't burn bags and die?"

  The invitation card is precious, but it's just an invitation card. Mo Ze didn't take the cloud brocade and golden words to heart, his mind kept repeating Hong He's words: This is our boss's personal invitation to you, young lady.

  Honghe sent an invitation card, and Hu Mengdie's phone call came immediately after. Mochen guessed what Hu Mengdi was going to do before answering the phone: asking her to help persuade Mo Yan to be Hu Mengdie's escort for that evening.

  Earlier, I had promised Hu Mengdie, but I hadn't kept my promise. This time, Mo Yan had no choice but to agree immediately. He gave Mo Yan a call, but no one answered. Nor did he know what this kid Mo Yan was busy with again.

  Hu Mengdie mentioned her boyfriend, and Mo Lian also pondered the invitation card with the words: Please bring your partner to attend.

  Originally, Meng Yan didn't take it seriously, thinking that Hu Mengdie would be there anyway. But now that Hu Mengdie wanted to invite Mo Yan, she was left alone. Meng Yan thought for a moment and still called Jiang Yuanfeng.

  Jiang Yuan Feng was in the experimental building, when Meng Cui walked in, it was already sunset, the sky was dyed with a layer of red light, and Jiang Yuan Feng's white robe was stained with a layer of red light, just like a red maple leaf. Just like his name.

  Foam cicada sighed and walked over to stick her cheek on his back. It was just a "fixed action" between the two of them, but it was their most intimate gesture.

  Jiang Yuan Feng stopped in his tracks, feeling his heart racing, but turned his head with a look of dissatisfaction, "Where's the hand?"

  Mò zhān was also bewildered for a moment. Ah, this familiar fixed action, how could he forget to put his arm around his waist this time?

  Before Meng Xian could reach out, Jiang Yuan Feng had already smiled and proactively turned around to hug her into his arms. "Sorry Xiaocui, every time it's me who is busy, I can only let you hold me. From today on, it's my turn."

  Mò zhān in his arms shyly looked up and asked, "What are you busy with?"

  All that could be seen was a table full of flowers and grasses, which made Jiang Yuanfang look more like a gardener than a doctor.

  Jiang Yuanhong turned his head to look at the flowers and grasses, laughing. "How come you're asking me instead? Didn't you tell Uncle Zhou that you found some flowers and grasses to apply to your wounds, which is why you recovered? Your test results are getting better and better each time, but I still can't be careless. I have to hurry up and find out which specific flowers and grasses they are, extract the effective ingredients, and make them into medicine. Only then can we ensure that you continue to recover."

  Mò Zhān was taken aback for a moment. The reason he had originally spoken out to disturb Doctor Zhou, but unexpectedly Jiāng Yuǎn Fēng was being so serious about it... Mò Zhān asked, "How long have you been doing this? How many kinds of plants have you examined?"

  Jiang Yuanhong smiled slightly, "From the day you told Uncle Zhou to now, I've already tested several hundred kinds, and the results have been compiled into a thick big book."

  Mò zhān followed Jiang Yuàn's gaze and saw that the book on the table was already two inches thick.

  Misty eyes couldn't help but get wet, and she buried her face in Jiang Yuanfeng's arms. "Yuanfeng, thank you."

  "Idiot." Jiang Yuan Feng tightly hugged Meng Chuan, "I vowed to you when I was five years old that I would protect you for this lifetime."

  The sunset gradually faded away, but the afterglow became even more intense. The cicadas clung tightly to Jiang Yuan's collar, deeply inhaling the fragrance of maple on his body.

  That's it, that's right - the one she loves is still this person in front of her. This person in front of her is the worldly happiness she can grasp.

  Mò zhān raised her head and looked at him, "Yuan Ying, that night must have been difficult for you?"

  Jiang Yuanhong shook his head, "Don't mention her. If she continues to make a fuss like this without knowing the depth of things, I will break off relations with her. Originally, it was because of the friendship between our two families that I tolerated her temperament from childhood, just like my own little sister. But now she has actually made such a big deal out of it——the affection of childhood sweethearts should be cut off when one grows up. Xiaochan, I won't let you be troubled by this anymore."

  Mò Tiān nodded emotionally and gazed into his eyes, "The Red Leaf has a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet... will you accompany me there?"

  Jiang Yuan's eyes sparkled like stars, "Of course!"

  He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her, and Meng Xue's heart skipped a beat as she subconsciously dodged, his scorching lips only landing on the edge of her cheek.

  Jiang Yuan's emotions stirred, his eyes locked onto Xiaochan, "Xiaochan, give me..."

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  Will Meng Xiang let Jiang Yuanfeng kiss her lips? The second update is coming soon ~~ In the next update, there will be a big secret revealed.