Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland - Chapter 962
Chapter 962: Chapter 963 Looking in the Mirror Chapter 962: Chapter 963 Looking in the Mirror Zhou Family members?
Older sister or younger sister?
Do they really look that similar?
Even if they truly had a blood relationship, after that prior incident, they had strayed too far from acknowledging kinship.
He had once hoped, but was slapped by reality.
“Miss Zhou, we can’t assume we have blood ties just because we look so alike,” Meng Yunhan denied such claim.
She didn’t want to be bound by family ties anymore.
She had given too much in her last life.
In this life, she only wanted to be good to the two most important men in her life, nothing more.
Zhou Qinya, upon hearing her denial, didn’t take the matter to heart either; after all, her brother had almost cost her her life for her sake.
“Miss Meng, I have a special feeling for you, if we had met earlier, we might have become the best of friends,” Zhou Qinya expressed some regret, believing that if they had met sooner, they would have been friends.
But fate is so unfathomable.
Meng Yunhan didn’t respond immediately to this topic but paused and answered vaguely, “Maybe?”
“Meng Yunhan, overseas there’s a test that can determine whether two people are related.”
A DNA test, how could she not be aware of it?
“It doesn’t prove anything, as you should know,” Meng Yunhan didn’t want to give the other party hope since the greater the anticipation, the greater the disappointment.
Is death terrifying? But sometimes, doesn’t death bring relief?
Even depression can claim lives.
In this finite life, as long as one lives happily, opens their heart, and lets themselves soar.
Some easily pass through life and death, while others struggle to do so.
Who doesn’t want to live a little longer, since there are many things she hasn’t done or tried, yet fate can’t be changed?
She used to be a non-believer in superstition.
Because science can prove many things, but there are also sayings that science can’t prove.
Life extinguishes like a snuffed-out flame.
We bring nothing into this life, and we take nothing with us in death.
That is everyone’s destiny.
To live a day is a day–twenty-four hours minus eight for sleep, leaving you with over a dozen hours to do what you enjoy.
People are not easily content, for they harbor greed.
Some wish to make themselves richer.
A heart never satisfied, many are ensnared by greed.
To see through the mortal world, does that make one an enlightened monk?
It’s merely people’s personal judgment.
Humans are social creatures, and in these interactions, many conflicts arise, unavoidably so.
We spend our lifetimes striving for basic needs, working hard for food, clothing, shelter, and daily requirements.
We may lead complex lives, or we may live simply; it truly is just a personal choice.
Some people seem happy every day, living carefree lives–are they merely putting on a facade, or is this their true nature? They will judge for themselves.
Zhou Qinya, seeing the indifferent Meng Yunhan, spoke with a touch of disappointment, “Yes, it represents nothing.”
“You’re very beautiful.”
Meng Yunhan showed a smile, “We look the same.”
Was she just complimenting herself?
Zhou Qinya revealed a broad smile.
“Meng Yunhan, talking with you really feels like talking to myself.”
Meng Yunhan, seeing the other person say so, of course felt the same, like looking in a mirror.
“Meng Yunhan, I’m leaving Kyoto. I want to go do the things I’ve been wanting to do.”
Meng Yunhan looked at her, “Drink some water, drink some water.”
Zhou Qinya brought out a water cup and started drinking.
“It’s tasty,” Zhou Qinya set down the water cup on the table and continued, “Could you give me a photo of you and Little Huzi?”
