Running Over The Head Of My Ex [Rebirth]

Chapter 18

Since she was a child, Fang Xuanyao had never liked He Qingqi.

When she was nine, she lost her parents and moved to her uncle’s house. He Qingzhou took care of her like a brother, providing her with comfort. When they were little, He Qingqi, who was as small as a dumpling, would follow them around, calling them brother and sister in her babyish voice. However, at some point, He Qingqi changed. While she remained obedient and gentle towards Fang Xuanyao, her attitude towards He Qingzhou became hostile, more like that of an enemy than a sibling.

Fang Xuanyao gradually grew to dislike He Qingqi, who became increasingly arrogant and domineering.

Later, she learned that He Qingqi’s change was caused by someone whispering in her ear. This did not dispel Fang Xuanyao’s dislike; instead, she felt that He Qingqi was foolish for trusting an outsider over her devoted brother.

Eventually, she overheard her uncle and aunt discussing the killing of her parents by He Dongche. This revelation tormented her. She didn’t believe it at first, but she stopped questioning it when she realized that the He family had absorbed many of the Fang family’s assets.

The bankruptcy of the Fang family was the final straw.

From that point on, the sibling relationship was irreparably broken.

At the age of twenty-three, Fang Xuanyao turned her attention to He Qingqi, who had been following her with admiration since childhood. This person trusted her, adored her, and looked at her as if she hung the stars in the sky. She was pure-hearted, protected by the He family, and thus the perfect tool for revenge.

At first, this was Fang Xuanyao’s plan.

However, she later found that He Qingqi was not a decent daughter or sister, but she was an excellent lover—loyal, attentive, and gentle. She was careful to avoid making Fang Xuanyao jealous, keeping her distance from anyone who showed her affection.

Anyone could criticize He Qingqi, except Fang Xuanyao.

He Qingqi never forced her to do anything she disliked, and in those ten years, they had been intimate fewer than twenty times.

He Qingqi has always been breathtakingly beautiful, possessing an aggressive kind of beauty. In her youth, she was as proud and flamboyant as a peacock, but in their ten years together, she gradually subdued her sharpness.

Over ten years, her consistent affection warmed even a stone heart, and Fang Xuanyao naturally began to fall for her.

Her growing affection made her anxious. Fearing she might hesitate, she hastened her plan. She got He Qingqi drunk, used her phone to ask Zhuo Zhiwei to come pick her up, and had her cousin knock Zhuo Zhiwei unconscious behind the door.

She then placed them together in a hotel, deleted the surveillance footage, and injected them with a new hallucinogenic drug.

As she watched the needle slowly pierce He Qingqi’s vein, Fang Xuanyao’s whole heart trembled. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her teeth clamped down on her lip so hard that blood gushed out, but she didn’t relent. Her crazed appearance made her cousin instinctively step back.

Everything went as she had planned. The drug took effect, and the two made love right in front of her.

Her ideal lover was no longer perfect.

Fang Xuanyao couldn’t tell if she was more heartbroken or satisfied with her revenge.

Of course, she didn’t take the photos herself. She leaked the information to the paparazzi, hoping to play the role of the betrayed wife the next day.

Her plan had flaws, but she held He Qingqi’s intimate photos as leverage.

He Qingqi shielded Zhuo Zhiwei’s body from exposure, but she was unable to defend herself.

He Qingzhou was busy fighting the Fang family, running himself ragged, and He Dongche was in poor health. Despite investigating the incident, they were always a step behind Fang Xuanyao, who managed to erase all evidence. This matter should have ended there.

However, Fang Xuanyao didn’t expect Zhuo Zhiwei’s tenacity. She ran around gathering evidence, spending her savings, begging for help, and never giving up despite the gossip and slander. She was determined to drag Fang Xuanyao down with her.

Her perseverance paid off, as she found some clues.

Meanwhile, Chai Xu wasn’t idle either. He helped He Qingqi clear her name, pleaded with his brother to cut ties with the Fang family, and contacted Zhuo Zhiwei. Despite accusations of trying to whitewash the incident, they purchased trending topics to highlight the suspicious points.

Other wealthy friends of He Qingqi also held the belief that she had suffered injustice. Despite their families’ protection, they cherished loyalty and found it hard to accept that their friend would act in such a way. They begged their families to intervene, and one even went directly to the Fang family to cause a scene.

One focused on public opinion, the other on legal proceedings. Over several months, they made Fang Xuanyao’s life chaotic.

However, He Qingqi’s death was the fatal blow.

She died right in front of Fang Xuanyao, who hit her with her car.

The sight of blood and mangled flesh was horrifying. He Qingqi’s large eyes seemed to ask why she did this to her.

Stumbling out of the car, Fang Xuanyao shook He Qingqi frantically, his bloodshot eyes filled with fury, shouting, “He Qingqi! Get up! Get up!”

“Do you think this will make me remember you? Make me regret it. I won’t! Someone like you… Ha, get up!”

Gradually, her anger turned into a sorrowful cry, her solid emotional walls crumbling, unable to contain her long-suppressed love and hatred.

As she knelt beside the body, she felt her heart tearing apart, bleeding profusely, and suffocating her.

She clung to the rapidly cooling corpse, crying hysterically and refusing to let go even when the police arrived.

He Qingzhou told her the details when he visited her in prison.

The Fang family, already dependent on her, collapsed overnight without her.

Furthermore, Fang Xuanyao’s orchestration that night led to a ten-year prison sentence and the transfer of the Fang family’s assets to He Dongche.

After careful consideration, He Qingzhou took He Qingqi’s body from the crematorium and sent it for cryogenic preservation, hoping for her resurrection someday.

When the truth came out, the internet was in chaos. Netizens apologized to He Qingqi and Zhuo Zhiwei for organizing a memorial for He Qingqi. The once-abandoned fan forum was filled with apologies and acknowledgments of their mistakes.

However, He Qingqi had already left; it was already too late.

Later, He Qingzhou told her.

He stated that the He family never wronged her, so why did she do this to them?

He said her parents’ deaths had nothing to do with them, and she should ask her dear uncle about it.

He said he came to see her not for anything else, but to tell her that she had killed the only person in the world who loved her.

Fang Xuanyao was stunned. Blinded by hatred, she saw many discrepancies. If the He family had killed her parents, why didn’t they stop her from marrying He Qingqi? Why did they trust her so much?

She descended into madness, unwilling to accept the truth, yet lacking the resources to conduct further investigation. She bitterly regretted why she hadn’t questioned it when she first took over the family business, and why she believed her uncle’s words and hurt the He family, who treated her so well.

She once believed He Qingqi was foolish, but now she was even more so.

Ten years passed in a flash.

Her release from prison coincided with He Qingqi’s memorial day.

At He Qingqi’s grave, she saw a woman who was gaunt but carried an unhidden elegance.

The woman’s expression was cold, her eyes lifeless, but they softened when she saw the tombstone, filled with wistful sorrow.

She gently touched the tombstone, as if caressing her lover.

“I don’t know how much longer I can wait for you. My health is not good lately, and neither is Qingzhou’s. When we made movies together, you always told me to eat well, but I didn’t have much appetite. I’m sorry.”

“But as long as you can wake up, it doesn’t matter if we can’t wait for you. Chai Xu said we don’t need to worry; he even has kids now. When you wake up, let his kids take care of you.”

“We three are afraid you’ll forget everything, so we wrote you a diary. When you wake up, don’t be scared or sad.”

She gazed longingly at the young and beautiful girl on the tombstone, then at her own aged hands, and couldn’t help but touch the old-fashioned but well-maintained watch on her wrist.

“You liked beautiful girls, but I’m so thin now, losing hair from long-term insomnia. Even if I wait for you, you won’t like me.”

She sighed softly, her voice growing faint, hiding her longing in the wind.

“If you can’t wake up… in the next life, don’t appear before me. Loving someone is too tiring.”

“Or, if you do appear, let me be the one you love, alright?”

No! Fang Xuanyao screamed madly in her heart. That girl was hers—only hers!

However, she didn’t dare to appear before this woman. She had already recognized her: the once-famous actress Zhuo Zhiwei, the one whose eyes only lit up when she looked at He Qingqi.

She had long known that Zhuo Zhiwei liked her girl, but she hadn’t expected that she would persist for so many years.

Ten years had passed, and she had never changed, just like Fang Xuanyao herself, who had become a walking corpse.

Zhuo Zhiwei said a few more words to He Qingqi before dragging her frail, thin body away.

After Zhuo Zhiwei left, Fang Xuanyao finally dared to approach the tombstone. For ten years, she had missed the girl in the photo very much.

She talked to the girl a lot, wondering if she could hear her.

Gradually, she lost consciousness while leaning against the tombstone.

When she woke up again, she discovered that she had traveled back in time to when she was 23 years old, shortly after she and He Qingqi had received their marriage certificate.

She thought this must be a gift from heaven.

Fang Xuanyao looked around at everything, tears streaming down uncontrollably. Her hands trembled as she touched He Qingqi’s marriage certificate, filled with disbelief.

She secretly swore that in this life, she would love He Qingqi dearly, just like the rest of the He family did.

However, what Fang Xuanyao never expected was that she didn’t receive any news from He Qingqi for a whole month.

She began to panic, wondering if, since she could be reborn, He Qingqi might also have been reborn. Sadness overwhelmed her.

Fortunately, she came across He Qingzhou’s post on his social media platform, which was promoting He Qingqi’s candidacy. She remembered that He Qingqi had indeed participated in a talent show, which was how Zhuo Zhiwei had met her.

People always tend to believe what they want to believe, and Fang Xuanyao was no exception. She deliberately forgot her inner fears and gradually became calm.

Wanting to see He Qingqi, she opened this show that she had once looked down upon as if recognizing He Qingqi for the first time.

She never thought that the girl she could reach out and touch could be so excellent and so dazzling.

Although she knew there was nothing special between the girl and Zhuo Zhiwei, seeing their intimate interactions still made Fang Xuanyao feel like her territory had been invaded.

She frowned and decided to return to the country, letting Zhuo Zhiwei know what she could and couldn’t touch.

She admitted that Zhuo Zhiwei’s love was moving, but in the eyes of He Qingqi, who was full of her, it was worthless. He Qingqi was unable to comprehend the depth of her love.

In the end, reality slapped her hard in the face when she saw such a heartbreaking scene.

He Qingqi said, “It’s our family’s Zhiwei,” and He Qingqi interacted so intimately with her…

Thinking back to that conversation she overheard, Fang Xuanyao felt a strong sense of crisis. She decided not to go back to her graduate studies, to stay by her girl’s side, and to get an explanation from He Qingzhou.