Running Over The Head Of My Ex [Rebirth]

Chapter 39

Zhuo Zhiwei received her response, and a gentle smile curled her lips. She finally let down her guard completely, leaning softly into her embrace and lightly wrapping her arms around her waist.

The girl’s waist was slender yet strong, and even through the pajamas, Zhuo Zhiwei could feel the searing warmth. Her fingertips trembled, and a sudden electric shiver ran through her entire body, making her heart quiver.

She felt an urge to let this moment last forever.

“Qingqi.”

She called her.

Unlike in the past, when she called her “He Qingqi,” now she calls her simply Qingqi.

He Qingqi bit her lip hard, a single syllable escaping from her throat: “Hmm.”

“Can I continue talking to you?” Zhuo Zhiwei asked softly. “Today, I feel an overwhelming urge to confide.”

“Will you continue to listen to me?”

Her words were so tender, like those of an innocent girl unfamiliar with the world, that He Qingqi instinctively held Zhuo Zhiwei even more gently.

“Of course I will.” She replied softly.

“Okay…” Zhuo Zhiwei thought for a moment, looking out the window as her voice gradually became distant. “I guess it all started when I was in middle school.”

Young Zhuo Zhiwei grew up in a single-parent household with only her mother, who didn’t have a stable job and was often away from home.

She spent her days alone, watching TV or studying, going to extracurricular classes by herself, and hanging a bus card and house keys her mother prepared around her neck. Gradually, she became a quiet and reserved child.

When she started middle school, the girls in her class formed their own small groups. Although she was introverted, her good looks earned her an invitation into her deskmate’s circle.

She met a cheerful girl named Nan Jue, and they became friends.

In middle school, they were the kind of friends who ate together, went home together, and even went to the bathroom together.

Zhuo Zhiwei liked this friend very much because, thanks to her, she was no longer lonely.

Things appeared to be getting better, but one afternoon, everything fell apart. A man suddenly appeared, claiming to be Zhuo Zhiwei’s father.

The man brought Zhuo Zhiwei and her mother to his home, where there was a girl about Zhuo Zhiwei’s age.

Nan Jue was there.

“Yes.” Zhuo Zhiwei suddenly smiled. “I forgot to mention that he really was my father. It was the first time I met that man. I always thought I didn’t have a father, but later, I found out that my very existence was a sin.”

Life can be a dramatic experience, offering sweetness before delivering a hard slap.

“Nan Jue… her mother had just passed away a few months earlier. Not long ago, I was still comforting her, and the next moment, I became a knife, cutting into her flesh.”

“Before her mother passed away, she had seen her father with another woman. She later told me she was worried that a woman would come into their home. As it turned out,

Zhuo Zhiwei let out a light laugh. “That woman was my mother.”

“She suspected that my mother and her father conspired to kill her mother and even reported it to the police. But it was really just an accident.”

“So, we broke up.”

He Qingqi’s lips moved as she tried to think of something to comfort her but found herself at a loss.

Neither Zhuo Zhiwei nor Nan Jue were to blame for the outcome. She was filled with a sense of frustration and helplessness, not even knowing how to express her anger.

In the end, she could only murmur, “I won’t break up with you.”

“I’ll always be your friend.”

Zhuo Zhiwei smiled faintly and continued, tinged with sadness, “She poured all her anger and hatred onto me and my mother. She was naturally bright and lively and popular in our class, unlike me. I didn’t have many close friends. She was my best friend.

“So, under her relentless slander, the entire class began to ignore me, pretend I didn’t exist, and subject me to silent bullying. Only a few people still dared to talk to me.”

“You know my nature; I’m not very talkative. Although it hurt, it didn’t cause too much trouble.”

“Because of this, Nan Jue’s personality became increasingly gloomy and irritable. She liked to hide in the shadows, watching people like a venomous snake waiting for the right moment to strike. I was scared. Many people were scared. I truly became a loner in our class.”

Zhuo Zhiwei looked down and let out a self-mocking laugh.

She would never forget that night when she mustered up the courage to plead with her only support in the world, her mother, begging her to let her have a normal high school life. Her mother agreed, and she was overjoyed.

However, the first day of school crushed her hopes.

Nan Jue’s head was slightly lowered, her bangs covering her eyes. Then she suddenly looked up, revealing a cold and dangerous smile: “I won’t let you go.”

She went to her mother, telling her that Nan Jue seemed off, hoping she would be her savior like other parents.

Instead, her so-called savior desperately pleaded with her.

Her mother was pregnant.

She hoped Zhuo Zhiwei could help her.

To fend off the lunatic that Nan Jue had become.

Zhuo Zhiwei accepted her fate.

In Nan Jue’s eyes, it appeared like her stepmother and father were guilty, and they let her torment Zhuo Zhiwei without interference, so she intensified her efforts.

“This scar on my shoulder was made just before the end of my second year of high school. She put a large dose of sleeping pills in my milk. I woke up in pain after the third cut. I weakly reached for my phone, switched to camera mode, and as luck would have it, my mom came back.”

“It took eight stitches, and all she did was lightly apologize. At that time, I didn’t know she was my sister. It’s impossible not to hate her, but one day, in the hospital room, I vaguely heard my parents arguing in the hallway.”

“My mom blurted out something that made me let go of my resentment toward Nan Jue and feel nothing but shame.”

“She said, ‘Weiwei is also your daughter!'”

At that moment, her mother finally remembered her and was willing to speak up for her.

Zhuo Zhiwei didn’t catch what her father said in return, only hearing her mother’s heart-wrenching cries: “When you hid the fact that you were married and tricked me into bed to have your child, why didn’t you say this?”

Sometimes, once you break your principles, it’s hard to stop.

When her mother was three months pregnant, she pushed for marriage, only to discover that her boyfriend was already married. She was furious, wanting to terminate the pregnancy and refusing to be an unacknowledged third party.

But her mother had a decent face and only a middle school education. Breaking up with her boyfriend would mean returning to her previous life of washing dishes and serving tea.

She couldn’t bear to give up her comfortable, work-free life and truly liked her boyfriend.

So, under his relentless pleas, she abandoned her sense of shame.

She left her final shred of conscience for her daughter, hoping she would never know her true origins.

However, Zhuo Zhiwei found out.

Finally, she understood why her mother became increasingly cold toward her after her brother was born. He was a legitimate child, while she was the product of an illicit affair. As long as she was around, she would remind her mother of her shameful past.

Her mother had blamed her disgrace on her daughter.

“I am the pillar of shame, and my mother is nailed to me.”

He Qingqi frowned, filled with concern, and held her hand. “Zhiwei…”

“At that moment, I decided to leave this family.”

“I couldn’t place my hopes on those two. I took photos, gathered evidence, kept the knife and cup, and tested the water. The test results were well preserved. Without their knowledge, I secretly signed up for art exams. I don’t know if I should thank my mother.”

Zhuo Zhiwei’s eyes darkened, hiding a trace of sarcasm. “Thanks to her, I passed the exams, using my father’s money to let me learn dance and music.”

“At the last hour before the college application deadline, I changed my choice to the Capital University of Music.”

“I finally escaped from them.”

“A cheating, biased father, a home-wrecking mother, an ignorant brother, and a sister who hated me to the core.”

“And this scar is my medal.”

Zhuo Zhiwei successfully escaped her shameful and unhealthy family, but in the end, accustomed to loneliness, she seemed to have fallen ill herself.

She became more and more silent, unable to participate in group activities, unable to get too close to anyone, and even more afraid to love someone.

Participating in “Idol Era” was a challenge she set for herself, and she met He Qingqi there.

For the first time, someone was willing to protect her.

Just as she had hoped when she was young, a savior descended from the sky.

She had imagined a classmate would be like this and fantasized that her mother would be like this.

But she kept waiting, waiting until she dared not hope anymore. She waited until she was 22, and she finally met this person.

Fortunately, she waited.

The girl was filled with a strong sense of justice, she was both domineering and naive, and she had a faint, childish scent.

 and adorable.

She gathered the courage to approach her, and the response was friendly enough. They became good friends—so good, in fact, that this person brought her home.

It seemed like she had recovered.

She could live communally, make friends, and maybe even like someone.

Zhuo Zhiwei suddenly smiled, an expression of relief.

“They never reached out to me again, as if I never existed. From people I used to know, I heard that Nan Jue is now focused on my mother and brother, leaving me alone.”

“That’s my story. After hearing this, do you still want to be friends with me?”

He Qingqi remained silent, lowering her gaze as she helped Zhuo Zhiwei put on her clothes, fastening each button one by one.

After a while, she finally spoke, her voice muffled: “Why wouldn’t I want to? Like I said, none of this is your fault.”

“Even if… let’s say you owed something to Nan Jue, the moment she carved those three scars on your shoulder, the debt was repaid.”

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Zhiwei’s face broke into her first genuine smile of the night.

Her slender fingers gripped He Qingqi’s wrist, her clear eyes staring directly at her, her eyebrows full of affection. “Thank you, Qingqi.”

Her voice was cool and slow, like a minty whine.

He Qingqi’s heart skipped a beat, a sudden, inexplicable nervousness making her eyes dart around, unable to meet Zhuo Zhiwei’s gaze.

Biting her lip, she stammered, “Thank you for what?”

“Pff.” As soon as she spoke, He Qingqi realized her mistake, feeling slightly annoyed. “I mean, there’s nothing to thank me for. It’s only right.”

Zhuo Zhiwei lowered her eyes and chuckled softly. “I know.”

She said.

Her curled eyelashes fluttered gently, and the way she smiled with downcast eyes was like a delicate orchid blooming in a deep mountain valley.

He Qingqi’s heart skipped a beat.

When Zhuo Zhiwei looked up again, she saw the little lioness staring blankly, as if a peerless beauty had intruded into her territory.

Her gaze softened, and she suddenly wanted to express her true feelings.

But after thinking it over, she realized that her little lioness probably had a messy love life too. Until He Qingqi had fully moved on from Fang Xuanyao, it was best to keep her own feelings hidden. She wanted He Qingqi to be whole and unburdened.

However.

Her eyes softened as she looked into the clear lake of He Qingqi’s eyes and said honestly, “I’ve never told anyone these things. You’re the first.”

She could still show how special this person was to her.

He Qingqi blinked, her eyes brightening with the sincere and heartfelt words of the peerless beauty before her. It was like fireworks exploding in the sky, so dazzling that it was hard to look directly at her.

She quickly straightened her back, slightly raising her chin to show her sincerity. “Me too!”

“What I told you during the day was my first time too!” Like a brash and earnest youth boasting to a trusted elder sister.

Zhuo Zhiwei couldn’t help but smile, her lips curving gently. “It’s my honor.”

Her expression was as charming as it could be.

He Qingqi felt light-headed and utterly bewitched.

A mischievous glint flashed in Zhuo Zhiwei’s eyes as she lightly tugged on He Qingqi’s sleeve, looking up at her with clear, hopeful eyes. “Can you stay tonight and sleep with me?”

He Qingqi paused briefly, appearing uncertain.

Immediately, the beauty beside her looked dejected, lowering her gaze with a hint of grievance in her voice. “I’ve never slept with anyone before.”

“I heard that people who are really good friends sleep together. You’re the first really good friend I’ve had.”

The beauty raised her head, her innocent eyes staring at He Qingqi as she bit her lip.

“If it’s inconvenient for you…”

Instantly, He Qingqi’s protective instincts flared.

The little lioness straightened her back and declared, “Of course not!”

“Tonight, I’ll sleep with you!”

Zhuo Zhiwei couldn’t help but glance aside, her lips curling up in a secret smile.

And so, after knowing each other for eleven years, He Qingqi lay on her friend’s bed for the first time.

Staring at the ceiling, she felt inexplicably nervous.

Even though she was clean and fresh, she smelled faintly of body wash.

Clutching her small blanket, her mind wandered aimlessly.

From the memories of her previous life, being hit by Fang Xuanyao’s car, to her rebirth in this life, and the disappearance of the tattoo on her middle finger…

Tattoo?

Tattoo!

He Qingqi’s eyes lit up as she turned to her side, resting her arm on her left cheek. “Zhiwei, let’s get tattoos together tomorrow!”

Zhuo Zhiwei was momentarily stunned, then smiled. “Alright.”

“Shall we sleep now?”

“Mm.”

With a click, the light went out.

The emotions of the day had been overwhelming, leaving Zhuo Zhiwei truly exhausted. Soon, she was on the verge of falling asleep.

Just as she was drifting off, the little lioness beside her suddenly exclaimed, “Zhiwei!”

Like a large pet dog, it was affectionate and cute, and no matter how old it got, it still had a childish charm. But at night, you had to be on guard for its sudden barks.

In an instant, all sleepiness vanished.

With a domesticated lion, Zhuo Zhiwei naturally wouldn’t get annoyed. She sat up slowly, asking kindly, “What’s wrong?”

“In the past, Nan Jue didn’t know where you were, but now that you’re famous, she won’t reveal that you’re an illegitimate child, will she?”

Zhuo Zhiwei paused, then softly replied, “She doesn’t know those things.”

“She only knows my mother interfered in her parents’ marriage; she doesn’t know I’m the product of that illicit relationship.”

He Qingqi frowned, displeased. “Don’t talk about yourself like that.”

Zhuo Zhiwei smiled, gently ruffling the little lioness’s soft, dense hair. “You’re upset?”

“Of course I am.” He Qingqi nuzzled against her palm, saying, “You’re my best friend.”

In the moonlight, Zhuo Zhiwei looked at her expression, testingly asking, “Best friend?”

He Qingqi’s eyes curled with a smile. “Best friend.”

“Out of all my friends, I like you the most!”

She spoke with the innocence and slight bossiness of a youth, instantly striking Zhuo Zhiwei’s heart. The little deer appeared to lose itself once more in the labyrinth of her heart, scurrying aimlessly.

I like you the most.

She savored these five words, suddenly feeling as if she possessed the whole world.

Eventually, I want you to drop the prefix.

Zhuo Zhiwei thought.