After being reborn, she married her ex’s arch-rival.

Chapter 3 The other party will definitely pay the price

Hearing footsteps again, Song Shengsheng came back to his senses and quickly popped his head out from behind his tombstone.

The person who came was Song Jianghe.

Song Shengsheng was stunned again. Although she was surprised by the two people she met today, she was more complicated when she saw Song Jianghe.

At this moment, Song Jianghe was standing in front of the tombstone, frowning slightly as he looked at the bouquet of sunflowers placed in front of the tombstone. Who had come to see it?

After staring blankly for a while, Song Jianghe knelt down and placed the flowers he brought in front of the tombstone.

"Shengsheng, daddy is here to see you." Song Jianghe said in a hoarse voice.

Song Shengsheng looked at him with a serious expression. In fact, she couldn't tell what kind of atmosphere between herself and Song Jianghe should be.

Song Jianghe had no feelings for her mother, so she quickly married another woman after her mother died unexpectedly.

She once thought that her father liked Lin Xue, otherwise why would he choose to ignore her or even scold her when she was bullied by Lin Xue and Song Niannian?

But later she discovered that her father didn't love Lin Xue either, or it wasn't that he didn't love Lin Xue, but that there were things he cherished more than Lin Xue.

Neither she nor Song Niannian were actually liked by Song Jianghe. What Song Jianghe wanted had always been a son!
But even if Song Jianghe was equally indifferent to his two daughters, Song Niannian at least still had Lin Xue. The two of them, mother and daughter, were enough to completely exclude her from the Song family.

So over the years, the relationship between her and Song Jianghe became weaker and weaker, heading in an irreversible direction.

She once thought that when she got married, she would form a new family with Lu Yunfan, and she would never go back to that home again.

But now that she is dead, she died before she could completely get rid of the Song family.

But Song Shengsheng didn't understand why his father, who didn't like him in the first place, felt sad after his death.

Since he doesn't like himself, why should he care whether she lives or dies?
Song Jianghe looked at Song Shengsheng's photo on the tombstone without saying a word. In his mind, he couldn't help but think of the time when Song Shengsheng had just learned to call him dad.

At that time, she was like a repeater. No matter if he was with her or not, she would keep calling him daddy.

Her mother had not passed away at that time, and she was even jealous because she called her daddy first.

Song Jianghe didn't know when he started to become more and more unfamiliar with his daughter.

Just staring at the tombstone for a long time, Song Jianghe's eyes were stained with bloodshot eyes, but his expression remained cold, as if he would always be the indestructible man.

Song Jianghe said in a deep voice: "Shengsheng, I am not a qualified father. I hope you can be reborn in a happy family in your next life, with a mother who loves you and a father who loves you."

Song Shengsheng was already in a very complicated mood, but when she suddenly heard these words spoken by Zhang Zangda, she couldn't help but blush, and her heart was full of grievances and anger.

She is already dead, doesn’t it feel too hypocritical to come here and say these words now?
Song Shengsheng was so angry that she burst into tears.

Song Jianghe had already stood up, and gave the tombstone a final condescending look, "Shengsheng, take good care of yourself. Dad is leaving first."

After Song Jianghe said that, he turned around and left without looking back.

Song Shengsheng was still standing next to the tombstone, watching Song Jianghe's leaving figure. She suddenly felt that Song Jianghe's figure looked a little lonely.

...Song Shengsheng stayed by her tombstone day after day. When she was still alive, she didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but when she became a soul, she no longer believed in it.

But she couldn't reincarnate after she died. No one, no, no ghost should tell her what was going on, so Song Shengsheng didn't know why she couldn't reincarnate.

So as she stayed at her tombstone day after day, Song Shengsheng kept wondering why she couldn't reincarnate.

Finally she thought of a possibility.

Perhaps it was because she was killed by someone that she could not successfully reincarnate.

So how can she reincarnate?Will she be able to reincarnate after the two murderers, Song Niannian and Lu Yunfan, are brought to justice?
But how was she going to let Song Niannian and Lu Yunfan be caught by the police?

She couldn't even move too far away from her own tombstone. What was she going to do? What else could she do?
Song Shengsheng was very helpless about this.

When he couldn't think of a solution, Song Shengsheng leaned behind his tombstone and thought wildly.

……

At the end of October, the weather was getting colder and colder, but Song Shengsheng was just a ray of soul now. She was not afraid of the cold, but the wind on the mountain was very strong, and the "swish" sound was really a disturbance to Song Shengsheng.

When she was about to fall asleep, Song Shengsheng heard a voice coming from in front of the tombstone again, and she subconsciously looked back.

It was already past nine o'clock at night, and there were only a few scattered lights on the mountain. When Song Shengsheng looked back, he still recognized who it was at a glance.

It's a feast for the eyes.

Seeing him, Song Shengsheng felt that her little heart skipped a beat. She stared at Yan Jinghua, wondering why Yan Jinghua came here.

Yan Jinghua still brought a bouquet of sunflowers. He placed the sunflowers in front of the tombstone, then squatted down and looked at Song Shengsheng's photo on the tombstone seriously.

"Shengsheng, are you okay?" Yan Jinghua asked in a hoarse voice.

However, no one could answer him. Yan Jinghua waited for a long time before continuing: "Today is my birthday. There are many people celebrating my birthday, but I am not happy at all."

Yan Jinghua reached out his hand again. Last time he wanted to touch Song Shengsheng's photo, but he stopped in the end.

This time Yan Jinghua still stopped. Just when Song Shengsheng thought Yan Jinghua would give up, Yan Jinghua's trembling fingers landed on Song Shengsheng's photo.

"Shengsheng, I miss you very much. I miss you so much." Yan Jinghua moved forward slightly and pressed his forehead against the tombstone.

Song Shengsheng heard reluctance and nostalgia in Yan Jinghua's tone.

Even though he knew last time that Yan Jinghua might like him, Song Shengsheng still found it unbelievable when he heard Yan Jinghua's loving voice again.

How could Yan Jinghua like herself?

Yan Jinghua's forehead rested against the tombstone for a long time. Just when Song Shengsheng wondered if Yan Jinghua was asleep, Yan Jinghua suddenly said: "Shengsheng, I have found some clues."

"No matter who kills you, I will definitely make him pay the price!" Yan Jinghua gritted his teeth and vowed.

(End of this chapter)