Reborn as a beautiful girl, I want to be the best in the world

Most people have their own past, which may be glorious or unbearable to look back on, and they are the parts of our hearts that we don't want others to touch.

So everyone is tactful enough not to pry into other people's past, and just let the impression of each other remain in the present and the future.

"Um......"

Ye Zhi took another sip of soup, biting her lower lip lightly, and looked at Julius who was about to get up and clean up, with a complicated look in her eyes.

"Julius."

"Ok?"

"Sit down. Sit down first."

Ye Zhi raised his head, as if he had finally mustered up the courage, and pulled Julius' arm to make him sit in front of the bed again.

Although he didn't quite understand what she was going to do, Julius still sat back in front of the bed obediently. After all, if someone got violent, Julius wouldn't be able to escape.

"Well, if, I mean if, have you ever thought about what would happen if little Roland and Shiloh become like...Mr. Roland in the future without a mother?"

Yeats was about to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he turned them around.

"This is a problem. It's not like I haven't thought about it, but as a grown man, I can only do my best. You know, their mother..."

"Well, what if?"

Ye Zhi immediately held Julius's hands. Seeing Julius's confused look, she was obviously a little excited, and her long eyelashes blinked with her eyes.

Feeling the pair of small hands holding his palms, which already had calluses from holding weapons, Julius couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

If it weren't for the war, these hands would definitely be able to bring happiness to everyone, right?

Not only can she cook delicious food, but she can also mend clothes for the neighbors. She also made a lot of little gadgets for Hiro and little Roland.

"What if...I became your wife?"

Julius was stunned when he heard this.

Ye Zhi's cheeks turned red, and tears welled up in her charming peach blossom eyes. She held Julius' hands tightly.

"...Julius"

Julius had a dream.

He couldn't remember much when he woke up. He only remembered the bright sunshine and the falling pale snow. The light was so bright that he couldn't see clearly in front of him. He vaguely saw a young girl with bright golden hair hanging down. The girl smiled at him.

He stretched out his hand to the girl, as if he was stretching out his hand to the sun. The girl stretched out her hand, and he held her fingers, gently closing them, and then he woke up.

He couldn't see the girl's face clearly, but he knew that this girl was definitely Ye Zhi.

He covered his face and couldn't help laughing.

The person you love is going to marry him. What a happy and joyful thing it is.

"Can you hold back your smirk for a bit?"

The child-like man at the door spoke softly. He looked to be in his teens, wearing a light-colored suit, with delicate and tender features and a stern face. When he raised his eyes, he saw a pair of golden vertical pupils, and a faint and invisible pressure.

Julius touched the corner of his mouth. He hadn’t closed his mouth since then. “I’m really happy.”

He knelt down in front of the child and looked into those golden eyes. "I am really happy."

He said this twice.

The boy sighed. He reached out and adjusted the brooch on Julius' chest. "I know."

He could naturally see that the child was smiling with joy from the bottom of his heart, with curved eyebrows and eyes full of smiles.

Julius thought about it and wanted to say Mr. Roland, but in the end he said the two words "father."

He called the word "father" to a man who looked like a child.

Chapter 20 The Beginning of Tragedy

The lost memories reappeared like a dream and then settled deep in his mind. During this period, Julius seemed to have seen decades of a person's life. He was a bystander and a participant. In the end, the memory filled in the missing part.

He thought of his most important family, friends and responsibilities. He thought of many things, most importantly Mr. Roland, his adoptive father.

Not only was Yeats trying to recover his memory, he had also been searching for his memory before that. Perhaps it was fate's guidance that brought the two people who had lost their memories to rely on each other.

After his biological parents passed away, they adopted him, taught him, and let him know what kind of person he should become.

He is his teacher and his father.

Mr. Roland once said that it doesn't matter if you can't remember the memory, he doesn't care who he is, but now he thinks that this is not true. Now that he remembers it, he understands how precious and warm all these memories are.

“Thank you.” Julius wanted to say a lot of things, but in the end he could only sum it up in one word: thank you.

Mr. Roland raised the corner of his mouth, stretched out his arms to hug Julius, and whispered, "Bad boy." What he didn't say was the word "good boy."

Julius hugged Mr. Roland back, and he laid his head on the boy's neck. After a moment, he spoke softly.

"Father, don't you like Yeats?"

Mr. Roland's fingers trembled slightly, he loosened his arms and showed a relaxed smile

"Why do you say that? Just because I got mad when you brought her back?"

Julius shook his head. He had no evidence. He just felt that his father did not like Yeats. It would be too much to say that he hated him.

He always felt that Mr. Rowland actually liked Yeats very much, but he did not approve of his marriage to Yeats.

Mr. Roland's smile never changed.

"I don't dislike her. This is your choice, and I agree with it."

Julius lowered his emerald eyes and pursed his lips. Mr. Roland remembered that he had the same expression when he was a child and had a tantrum. He looked quite aggrieved and pitiful.

Mr. Roland smiled helplessly. He patted Julius' shoulder, but found that he couldn't touch him. He could only pat Julius' hand.

"It's not that I hate it, it's really not like that."

Mr. Roland looked at Julius with warm golden eyes. "I just thought that the little kid has grown up."

Already married to the one you love.

How lucky he was to be immortal and to be able to see this child get married.

"Yeats is actually very good." Julius looked at his father seriously, and Mr. Roland nodded. Of course he knew it.

Yeats was a good boy and he knew it.

The scenes of the future he saw appeared before his eyes, and Yeats would undoubtedly be a very crucial figure in the future.

She is a good kid who tries hard to persevere and never give up no matter what.

But......

"Julius, do you like Yeats?"

“I like it.” Julius answered without hesitation.

"You like it even without any memory?"

"I fell in love with her at first sight, as if my love for her was engraved in my bones. I felt sorry for her and sympathized with her at first, and then I liked her and wanted her to be by my side."

Mr. Roland listened with a smile on his face, but his fingers trembled as he clenched them together. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, his golden eyes were full of determination and persistence.

"They prepared a wedding dress for you. It was hastily made, but it was better than this dress."

Inside the room, Rose held up the white dress and spoke seriously.

Ye Zhi shook her head and took the dress. She stroked the patterns on the dress with her fingers. The golden lines formed a feather, and there was a blue gem in the lace. The gem had become dull and had lost its luster.

"Originally, I should have replaced this skirt with a new one, but there's nothing I can do. This is the only one I have. Fortunately, I kept it as a commemoration. I hope you won't mind wearing my old clothes."

Ye Zhi listened to the mumbling words of the puppet maid beside her, her eyes became sore and she shook her head. This skirt was already very good.

"

Yeats, do you like it?

This skirt is actually quite old. Although it is well preserved, the cuffs are frayed, the collar is washed white, and the buttons are also dull.

Ye Zhi bit her lip and nodded, saying, "It looks good. It really looks good."

The puppet maid hugged Ye Zhi from behind. Ye Zhi could not feel the body temperature of the person behind her, nor could she feel her heartbeat. It was as if a cold corpse was hugging her.

"Yeats, are you happy? Do you like Julius?"

"like."

I like him the most, I like him very much.

"Why do you like him?"

"Because he's good, very good."

He used a web of tenderness to weave a trap, making Yezhi stay here willingly.

She will give up the mission of killing and she will protect her light.

"Is that right?"

Yeats listened to the sighs of the puppet maid

"You must be happy."

Yeats didn't know at this time that this was Rose's purest and most sincere blessing to her and Julius.

Must be happy.

"Julius is a good boy, but he can be too stubborn and arrogant sometimes. Please be patient with him."

The long golden hair was combed up, tied up, and pinned with a golden feather hair accessory.

"I used to wonder how he could meet you by such a coincidence, and then take you home, and how he could like you by such a coincidence."

Wearing the golden bracelet, this was the first time Yeats wore something other than shackles on his wrists.

"I once suspected that he had liked you, but now I can't tell for sure."

A pearl necklace was tied around her neck, arranging the lace on her chest.

"You want to discuss this, come and open your mouth."

The puppet maid painted red lipstick on Ye Zhi's lips. The bloodless lips suddenly became more charming when they were stained with red.

The sun was shining brightly at that time, the puppet maid squinted her eyes with a smile, and the girl with closed eyes in front of him was so beautiful that she seemed to have walked down from heaven to the earth.

"Yeats"

The puppet maid's voice slowly sounded, "The day you were reborn will be your birthday from now on."

"The church over there has started holding a ceremony. They said it will be held today, and I will also take you to hold the ceremony today."

Rose's voice was cold and mocking. "I want to see how they complete the ceremony without bones." Then, she stretched out her hand to Ye Zhi. "Come, meet your groom."

Her groom, hers.

Ye Zhi raised the corner of his mouth and placed his hand on the puppet maid's hand.

She is going to meet her groom.

Today is her wedding to Julius.

From now on, he will stay by her side.

Never separate.

"What's that in your hand? A prosthetic limb?"

Mr. Roland looked blankly at the jar in Julius's hand. Julius was holding a jar, and in the jar was a fully formed eyeball.

"It's Yeats's left arm. I made it. I can't always keep the left side like that." Julius adjusted his cuffs again, turned around and asked anxiously, "Father, how are my clothes and hair? Is it messy?"

Mr. Roland actually wanted to roll his eyes but gave his son face and said, "Very good, don't ask anymore. You have asked it dozens of times just now."

Julius took a deep breath and said with a silly smile "Isn't this your first time? I'm a little nervous."

Mr. Roland actually wanted to say that you might not have a second chance, but he swallowed the words.

Two figures appeared on the stairs. When the girl in the white dress appeared, Julius' eyes widened and his cheeks instantly became incredibly hot.

Julius stretched out his hand to the girl in the white dress, just like in his dream, he stretched out his hand to the girl in his dream who was smiling cheerfully and carefreely. Yeats smiled, and in a trance, he overlapped with the girl in his dream.

"Julius." The girl in the dream called him loudly.