Chapter 9 - Who Am I?
The memories that Di Jiu obtained about his previous life were mostly centered around the language and the kind of world he was currently living in. His memory was still very fuzzy when it came to the people around him and his relationship with them. He was also not sure if he had liked Shen Ziyu or hated her in his previous life. He could only use rough words to describe his feelings.
“That’s great! An Lang and I have already prayed. Let’s go back to the hotel together!” Liang Xi said in relief, now that she knew his issue had nothing to do with Shen Ziyu.
Di Jiu thought Liang Xi must have been a warm old high school friend of his.
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Getting from Wang Chuan Temple to the County City Hotel, where Liang Xi was staying, took them one hour. Di Jiu looked like a homeless person, so he naturally attracted a lot of people’s attention on the bus.
Di Zimo was no stranger to Liang Xi. She had been his high school friend, as well as a guest at his wedding with Shen Ziyu two years ago.
Liang Xi did not know why Shen Ziyu, who was such an outstanding lady, would marry Di Zimo, but she was not surprised when they got a divorce. The two of them were not on the same social standing, so no matter the reason behind their divorce, it certainly did not come as a surprise.
What Liang Xi found weird was that Di Zimo had changed a lot compared to the way he used to be.
Di Zimo used to be an introverted, cowardly man. However, while they were on the bus together, he would not stop asking her questions. It was as if he were looking for things to say, as if he had not spoken to anybody in ages… It seemed like he was trying to get everything off his chest in one go.
He stretched lazily and gave her a smile. “That’s right, I am going back to Luo Jin to take a look. It’s definitely better than roaming the streets.”
He knew that he had been staying at Luo Jin, because he had found a rental receipt in his wallet with that address on it.
“Di Jiu… Di Jiu… I think that you are much happier than you used to be. Everything is water under the bridge. Don’t think too much about it,” Liang Xi could not resist commenting.
Di Jiu gave a hearty laugh and said, “That’s right. The situation is as is. What do I have to fear anymore? If I remained depressed, it would only satisfy the people I hate.”
“So what are your plans for the future?’
“I have been following a herb gatherer for the past few years, so I am planning on finding a related job with whatever knowledge I have. Thank you for helping me by bringing me back here,” he said as he walked out of Liang Xi’s room.
Revenge was still a distant goal. He needed to survive first. Yu Jianfu had given him a card, but looking for a job at the Ai Bo Hospital would be his last resort. First, he would go to Luo Jin and look at the place where he had been staying.
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It took him four hours to get from the Wang Chuan County City Bus Station to Luo Jin, and although he had some memory of it, he was still impressed when he reached Luo Jin. Compared to Pearl City, Luo Jin had way too many residents.
The town was crowded and bustling with activity, but it did not have as wide a variety of aviation equipment as Pearl City. Perhaps technology was not as advanced there as in Pearl City.
Di Jiu felt for the folded piece of paper with the Luo Jin Wu Chuan District address. It was Xue Hu Road 726, Lane 22, Building 601. The name written on it was Di Zimo, so he was certain that this was the place where he had been staying lately.
The sixth floor was at the top of the building. As soon as Di Jiu threw open the door, he caught a whiff of a faint rotting smell. When he looked up, he realized that the ceiling was soaked in rainwater. This was probably because the measures taken to ensure that the top floor was waterproof were not good enough.
Di Jiu did not care that the roof was leaking, though. All he wanted to do was wash himself clean and sleep.
He had been stressed and on edge from the moment he had dug up that gray stone, up to the point when he had been struck by lightning, experienced those changes in his body, heard those devastating news from Qu Xiaoshu and escaped into the void, only to come to this place.
Even when he had been in Yu Jianfu’s car or outside the Wang Chuan Temple, he had only slept lightly because he’d had to stay alert. Now, he could finally let his guard down. This house made him feel some sort of security.