Chapter 2: Full of Rage

Before she could recover, another sharp pain pierced her head, followed by a massive influx of memories flooding into her brain.

No wonder those two were wearing patched clothes; it turned out they had died while paragliding and transmigrated to 1975.

The original owner was also named Liu Chuxue, seventeen years old this year, and lived in Liushu Village, Changping County, not far from Beijing.

Her father had been unfortunately injured in the leg by a rolling rock while working at a reservoir construction site yesterday. Her mother had rushed to the health center upon hearing the news, and sent word back at dusk yesterday saying the situation was not good, and that the health center had advised them to transfer him to a higher-level hospital for treatment.

Early this morning, her grandparents had rushed to the health center to check on the situation. The original owner had intended to go along as well; after all, she was attending high school at the commune and figured it wouldn't be too late to go to school after visiting the health center.

However, her eldest aunt, Ge Xiulan, had persuaded her grandparents to send her to the North Suburb Farm today to deliver a message to her married sister, and to ask her brother-in-law to borrow money on behalf of the family, citing the need for funds to treat her father's leg.

The journey from Liushu Village to the North Suburb Farm required crossing a mountain. She had only been in the mountains for a short while when someone knocked her unconscious from behind.

Connecting this to the conversation she had heard earlier, she realized that the original owner had been sabotaged by her own family. In her memories, she was all too familiar with the voice of her eldest aunt, Ge Xiulan; there was absolutely no way she could have mistaken it.

This realization filled Liu Chuxue, the outsider, with fury; she wanted nothing more than to go and beat the woman up right now. She couldn't quite figure out why Ge Xiulan would do such a thing.

Based on her experience from watching countless novels and TV dramas in the future, there was only one possibility: profit.

Just as she was lost in thought, she heard a rustling sound outside the cave. She couldn't help but feel vigilant; her current situation was dire. Whether it was a person or a wild animal, she was currently nothing more than a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Soon, the stones that the two people had used to block the cave entrance were moved aside, and someone crawled in.

Liu Chuxue’s heart jumped to her throat, and she didn't dare to even breathe loudly.

The man who entered the cave had a resolute face, but his condition was clearly poor. After seeing the situation inside the cave, he was stunned for a moment.

Fu Yancheng had stayed in this cave before while on a mission. He had assumed someone had hidden game in the cave, which was why he had seen the entrance blocked halfway with stones, but he hadn't expected to find a girl inside.

When Liu Chuxue saw that the man was wearing a military uniform, she let out a huge sigh of relief and immediately called out for help: "Comrade soldier, please help me."

Fu Yancheng was already exhausted, his face deathly pale, but upon hearing her plea for help, he gritted his teeth and moved forward a few steps, finally seeing Liu Chuxue's condition.

Enduring the piercing pain, he knelt halfway in front of Liu Chuxue, pulled a dagger from his military boot, and used his remaining strength to cut the rope binding her hands, before collapsing against the cave wall behind him.

This startled Liu Chuxue, who was just about to thank him: "Comrade, what's wrong?"

No sooner had she asked than she smelled the scent of blood and asked in a panic: "Are you injured?"

Fu Yancheng looked at the pretty girl in front of him and raised his hand to his chest, trying to pull something out of his breast pocket. It was clear that his current strength wouldn't allow it, and he failed after several attempts.

Liu Chuxue had already struggled to sit up. Seeing his movements, she hurriedly asked: "What are you trying to do?"

When she saw the pen tucked into his breast pocket, she seemed to guess something: "Do you want to take the pen to write?"

Fu Yancheng hadn't expected this girl to be so sharp, and he nodded slightly at her.

Liu Chuxue flexed her stiff wrists. When she saw her slightly rough hands, she was momentarily dazed—she really had transmigrated into someone else.

(End of chapter)