He saved me in the aftermath of my assault,

I thought I had found true love, eagerly running towards him,

To my surprise, his words, "You're so dirty," pushed me back into this endless abyss.

He's both a Bodhisattva and a demon.

If there is a next life, I hope to never meet him again.

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Wen Yunting is still the same as in my previous life, taking off his own clothes to cover me,

Then he quickly put me in the ambulance, his voice of concern and questioning constantly around my ears.

In my previous life, when he and his doctor colleagues arrived at the scene, I was huddled up, crying until I was hoarse,

When getting in the ambulance, I fell unconscious in Wen Yunting's arms.

When I woke up, I found myself in a hospital,

I had been assaulted.

And now God has allowed me to live again,

Starting off with such a big surprise.

Yet, I still could not avoid the fate of being assaulted.

I can only say that heaven is still looking out for me.

Starting over again, sparing me the torment of living a hellish existence.

Sitting in the ambulance, I thought about this moment, and couldn't help but laugh.

Wen Yunting and his doctor colleague were startled by my abrupt laughter.

They believed it was likely a symptom of my inability to withstand such a trauma.

Wen Yunting brought me a thicker jacket to put around me,

He then reassured me with a professional demeanor: "Ma'am, the police will definitely catch this culprit, rest assured. And we will do our best to cooperate with the police and perform comprehensive examinations for you."

I curled my mouth and gazed out of the window.

Of course I knew, because this villain is the suspect the police have been trying to catch.

In the past few months, the perp has committed several rape cases.

He specifically targets beautiful girls who dress provokingly and come home late at night,

Not for any particular reason, but because he found it thrilling.

And at that time, I was still a junior in college, and it was New Year's Eve.

Around midnight, after celebrating the New Year with friends and having a get-together, I walked back to the house I rented outside alone.

Nobody could have guessed...

A villain held a knife against my neck,

I thought he wanted money, so I carefully threw my wallet and all the cash on the ground, fearing to anger him the slightest,

Surprisingly, the villain pushed his luck even further,

Looking me up and down,

He seemed to have a perverse enjoyment of this kind of torment,

And so, I was raped.

Chapter 2, I was brought to the hospital, after a female nurse helped me tidy up, she took me to a conference room to provide my written statement for the police.

Wen Yunting remained the same, gentle to the core, his eyes always full of passion when gazing at someone.

He just sat beside me with his computer.

So, whenever I sat next to him and gazed at him, I was still attracted to his appearance.

Such a pity for the handsome man.

In my past life, I refused to cooperate with them when they wanted me to provide a written statement because I didn’t want to relive the harrowing scene. It was nothing but pouring salt on my psychological wound.

One time, Wen Yunting's doctor colleague tried to communicate with me again,

Wen Yunting immediately stepped in to stop him, glanced at me, and said to his coworker, “No need to come for the future interviews.”

For the then me, it was warm but also somewhat bewildering.

Afterward, I underwent psychological therapy in the hospital for as long as two months.

Just like that, I stayed in the hospital until New Year's Eve.

And Wen Yunting often came to visit me, and each time he tried hard to cheer me up.

During the New Year, he specially accompanied me to watch fireworks, to celebrate the Spring Festival.

In this way, I gradually developed a liking for him.

Although the process of psychological treatment was painful, it did have certain effects. I suppressed my feelings and voluntarily told Wen Yunting about the details of that night and the appearance of the perpetrator.

Then Wen Yunting, in cooperation with the police, arrested the culprit of the serial rape case, who had been at large for several months, and tried hard to rescue the wounded hostages.

The entire emergency department was awarded medals for their commendable work.

A week after catching the perpetrator, Wen Yunting visited me again with my favorite food.

He bluntly told me that the criminal had been executed; he was sentenced to death.

It felt so warm when I heard those words at that time, and then, my heart fluttering wildly.

It seems to be nothing more than taking Wen Yunting as a lifesaver.

And now, I sat expressionlessly in the cold conference room to finish the written record.

After we finished, Wen Yunting asked about my injuries on the side.

Whatever Wen Yunting asked, I answered, without those tangled emotions I had in my past life.

I just want to hurry and put an end to what's happening now,

and never see him again.

Chapter Three finally wrapped up, and it was already past 3 in the morning.

Wen Yunting was preparing to take me to the emergency room for immediate cleaning and a thorough checkup.

I stated frankly, "I want a female nurse to accompany me."

Wen Yunting froze for a few seconds, then gently replied, "Ma'am, I am an expert in this area, and this nurse is just an intern who might overlook something."

Upon hearing this, I stared at him with reddened eyes, "What, Dr. Wen, are you disparaging me, urging me to quickly undergo the inspection?!"

Wen Yunting didn't expect the harsh objections from a stranger, each word dagger-like, leaving him speechless.

He just shook his head, trying to argue he didn't mean it.

True, at first he didn't.

But later, we had an argument over some unnecessary trifle and he outright said that he despised my dirtiness.

The one statement pushed me back into the pit just as I was climbing out.

When I was in tighter and sexier clothing, he said wasn't it because of my revealing clothing that people targeted me.

I apologized, I said I won't dress that way again.

Whenever I tried to dress up a bit to look pretty before stepping out, he would tell me not to be so conspicuous, as it might give others the wrong impression that I was trying to attract the attention of other men.

And from then on, I never bought any make-up products.

Whenever I was a bit late in getting back home, he would chide me not to make him worry so much and ask if I hadn't learned my lessons from the past.

Even then, I found myself yearning for the warmth of his arms, seeking comfort in the calming aura he exuded.

I had forgiven him, time and time again.

However, under the guise of love, he got away with all his shameful acts.

I had no interest in hearing Wen Yunting's trite excuses.

My only wish was to conclude all unfinished matters,

So that we would never have to come face-to-face ever again.

Chapter 4 was written early in the morning at 7:00, after waking from yet another nightmare.

Before I lived with Wen Yunting, I’d often be scared sleepless, needing medication to force myself to sleep.

Then, Wen Yunting took the initiative to suggest we move in together. This brought me a sense of security and gradually lightened the severity of my condition.

The pain lessened.

Ironically, during arguments, an accidental slip of the words "I am so dirty" would inadvertently drag me deeper into the abyss of self-loathing.

When I fully awoke, the sleepiness gradually disappeared.

The mobile phone suddenly rang at this time. Although the phone number wasn't noted, I easily recognized it belonged to Wen Yunting. His number, I could recite backwards.

At the hospital, I saw a few girls who, like me, were young and pretty.

Wen Yunting cooperated with the police, bringing forward the sketch of the suspect, asking us to confirm if this was the perpetrator.

The other girls upon seeing this started nodding, some even with a trembling voice.

However, I had no expression on my face.

At this point, Wen Yunting noticed something was off with me.

Hence, he brought me a cup of water to warm my hands. Using a gentle tone he said, "Ms. Tang, the weather is cold. You should wear more to stay warm. Especially in a time like this, you should prioritize taking care of yourself."

I smirked coldly and raised my voice significantly, "Dr. Wen seems to really like meddling, even caring about what the victim wears. Are you going to require me to inform you every time I buy a piece of clothing in the future?"

Everyone in the hospital turned to look at us.

Once again, Wen Yunting was left speechless by my response.

When Wen Yunting accompanied me to get the medical report,

I found him to be different from a few days ago.

Without a word, Wen Yunting bought breakfast and placed it in front of me,

Moreover, he had brought my favorite strawberry milk.

At the moment, I thought it was just a coincidence, after all, there were only a few items being sold at the hospital.

Later, when Wen Yunting took me home to fetch some things,

We passed a dessert shop,

He turned his head and looked at me with deep emotion, "Ms. Tang, do you want to buy some desserts? It might make you feel better."

I looked up at the dessert shop,

Isn't this the very dessert shop we often visited after we began dating?

I was stunned for a few seconds,

Then I turned my head to him,

I found that the way he looked at me wasn't the same as a few days ago.

My heart skipped a beat,

Could it be possible that Wen Yunting had also been reborn!

Had he also died once before?