Perhaps it was a case of thinking too much during the day and dreaming about it at night.
That very night, Wang Weiqi had a dream.
In the dream, the police never showed up, and Wang Meiqi’s impersonation was never exposed.
That night, at the Sun family’s home, she suffered inhuman humiliation and torment, pushed to the brink of despair.
Yet, the determination to survive and expose Wang Meiqi and her family kept Wang Weiqi clinging to life.
And so, she endured—for ten long years.
During those ten years, Wang Weiqi thought of ending her life countless times, but her burning hatred for Wang Meiqi and the Sun family forced her to hold on.
Over that decade, she attempted to escape numerous times.
But each time, she failed.
Each time, the Sun family dragged her back, subjecting her to even stricter confinement and more brutal abuse.
In those ten years, she was forced to bear four children.
But she didn’t even know who the fathers of those children were.
As for the children themselves, Wang Weiqi found it impossible to feel any affection for them.
In her eyes, those four children were living proof of her shame—how could she possibly love them?
In the tenth year, Wang Weiqi finally snapped.
What pushed her over the edge was hearing the eldest Sun brother drunkenly boast about Wang Meiqi’s life.
He said that after graduating from university, Wang Meiqi had been assigned an enviable government job.
Not only that, she had even married a man from the capital and moved her parents—Wang Weiqi’s uncle and aunt—to Beijing to live with her.
The entire family was living in happiness and prosperity.
Hearing this, Wang Weiqi completely broke down.
She knew that the turning point in her and Wang Meiqi’s fates had been that admission letter.
Wang Meiqi had never been academically gifted.
Her grades had always been terrible.
Even if given ten—no, a hundred—chances, Wang Meiqi could never have tested into Beijing University.
And yet, back then, Wang Meiqi had stolen her admission letter, entered Beijing University, and used it as a stepping stone to completely alter her destiny.
And what about her?
She, the true owner of that admission letter, had been cast into the dirt, forced to endure this inhuman suffering.
But this—this was never how her life was supposed to be.
It was Wang Meiqi who had stolen her life.
At that moment, the hatred in Wang Weiqi’s heart, along with her resentment and fury at the world’s injustice, reached its peak.
So when the eldest Sun brother, still drunk, tried to force himself on her as usual—
Wang Weiqi fought back.
She grabbed a brick she had hidden long ago and smashed it into his head, killing him.
After that, she spared no one—not the rest of the Sun family, nor the four children she had borne.
In her eyes, they were all sins. And sins deserved to be erased.
After slaughtering so many, Wang Weiqi fled.
She headed for Beijing.
If the Sun family was dead, how could the people who had ruined her life—Wang Meiqi and her family—be allowed to live in peace?
At the end of the dream, Wang Weiqi saw that her dream-self ultimately failed to kill Wang Meiqi.
She only managed to stab her once.
But Wang Meiqi survived.
Worse, upon learning that Wang Weiqi was the murderer who had wiped out the Sun family, Wang Meiqi’s husband reported her to the police, and she was sent to prison.
In the end, not only was Wang Meiqi’s impersonation never exposed—
Wang Weiqi was also sentenced to death.
In the dormitory, Wang Weiqi jolted awake from the nightmare.
Her mind was haunted by the image of her dream-self at the execution ground, bloody tears streaming down her face as she screamed her grievances against the cruelty of fate.
The voice was so agonizing that even now, Wang Weiqi felt her heart ache just remembering it.
Yes, her heart ached for the version of herself in that dream.
She didn’t know why she had dreamed such a thing.
But she thought—if it hadn’t been for Dr. Gu noticing Wang Meiqi’s deception in time, writing that letter, and making the government take the issue of stolen college admissions seriously—
Perhaps everything in that dream would have been her reality.
But now, because of Dr. Gu,
Not only was her fate changed, but so were the fates of countless others across the country.
How could Wang Weiqi not feel grateful to Dr. Gu?
….
At the courtyard house, when Gu Jianing first saw her third brother accompanied by a beautiful young woman, she was instantly curious.
Could this be his girlfriend? she wondered silently.
But before she could voice her question,
Gu Yunzhou spoke first. “Little sister, this is Wang Weiqi. She wanted to meet you.”
Gu Jianing: “…?”
Wang Weiqi—that name sounded very familiar.
Soon, she remembered who she was.
“You’re the real Wang Weiqi, the one whose college admission was stolen by Wang Meiqi?” Gu Jianing asked.
Seeing that Gu Jianing still remembered her, Wang Weiqi was instantly overwhelmed with emotion.
“Yes, that’s me. Dr. Gu, I came today to thank you…”
Wang Weiqi had eventually managed to find Gu Yunzhou.
She had pleaded with him to bring her to meet Gu Jianing.
She knew Dr. Gu was young—
But she hadn’t expected her to be this young and beautiful.
She looked like a fairy descended from the heavens.
Maybe she really is a fairy, Wang Weiqi thought. Only a fairy would have such kindness, willing to help a stranger she had never even met.
“…Dr. Gu, really, if it weren’t for you, my future would have been terrible…”
Wang Weiqi even ended up telling Gu Jianing about the nightmare she’d had.
Gu Jianing was surprised—so Wang Weiqi had also dreamed of her past life?
Were past-life dreams really so easy to have?
Or…
Was it because of her involvement, because fate had shifted, that Wang Weiqi dreamed of it?
Or was it simply a case of “thoughts by day, dreams by night”?
But Gu Jianing was more inclined to believe that this dream was Wang Weiqi’s past life.
So…
If Wang Weiqi’s past life had truly been like that dream, then it had been horrifyingly tragic.
And yet, Wang Meiqi’s family had never faced justice.
Even after Wang Weiqi’s death, they might have continued living happily.
But Wang Meiqi was nothing but a thief.
She had stolen Wang Weiqi’s college admission—her entire life.
No wonder the past-life Wang Weiqi had been so broken.
Who wouldn’t be?
“I only did what anyone would have done,” Gu Jianing said.
“It’s good that everything has been set right now.”
Back then, she really had just acted on a whim.
Actually, Gu Jianing hadn’t fully grasped the change in her own status.
Now, she and Sheng Zexi held positions of great influence.
Often, even their smallest actions carried immense power—for others, it could be life-changing.
At any rate, Wang Weiqi certainly saw it that way.
That was why she was so deeply grateful to Gu Jianing.
“Dr. Gu, I don’t even know how to thank you enough.”
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