Chapter 7: The End of the Universe is Being a Civil Servant

After Li Zhenguan entered the residential complex, Wang Zhao sat in the car for a long time. She looked at the deep night beyond the windshield, seemingly thinking about nothing, yet perhaps thinking about many things.

She rubbed her brow, and as she lowered her eyelids, she saw the screen of her phone light up in the storage box. She glanced at it; it was a message from Li Zhenguan.

A second later, another text came through: [Let me know when you get home.]

Wang Zhao turned off the screen without replying and started the car.

It was half an hour later when she got home. The lights in the living room were still on; Wang Xuechun and Zhang Ke hadn’t gone to sleep. The two were sitting on the sofa, probably waiting for her.

Hearing the door open, they looked towards the entrance.

Wang Zhao paused for a moment, then changed her shoes and sat down in the single-seat sofa. Wang Xuechun’s expression suggested she was about to give a lecture.

“Did you send Zhenguan back?” Mother Wang asked.

Wang Zhao made a sound of agreement: “I left after he sent a message that he was home.”

Mother Wang glanced at her and made an affirmative sound: “That’s considerate enough.”

As the words fell, in the ensuing silence, she looked at Wang Zhao and spoke: “Your father and I won’t ask much about what happened between you and Zhenguan before. You young people can handle your private matters yourselves. But now that it’s blown up, with him carrying your child, it’s no longer just a matter between the two of you, but between two families.”

“This week, your father and I will make time to meet with Zhenguan’s parents. At that time, Li’s parents will surely have opinions about you because of Zhenguan’s situation. You’ll have to deal with it yourself. If his parents want to scold or hit you, you’ll have to take it.”

Wang Zhao responded with a sound of acknowledgment.

Wang Xuechun, however, looked at her daughter’s silent face and sighed.

From childhood, this child had always been aloof. When other children were crying nonstop about wanting to go to amusement parks or buy toys, this child could obediently sit alone at her desk doing homework or reading extracurricular books, never causing her parents any worry.

Others envied them for having such a mature and sensible child, and they had been pleased about it before. But as time went on, they realized that this child was cold-hearted and silent, always having her own ideas about everything. She and her father had never had to worry about her.

“As long as you understand about Zhenguan’s situation, that’s fine. No matter what, the fault lies on our side. Before, your father and I didn’t interfere with how you treated Zhenguan, but after you’re married, you’ll be family. Husband and wife are one, and you absolutely cannot maintain this personality and attitude.”

Wang Xuechun finally said earnestly.

She was afraid that this child harbored resentment. From a young age, Wang Zhao had kept things deep in her heart. Neither she nor her husband could see through her thoughts. She only feared that after marriage, Wang Zhao would be cold towards Zhenguan, and they would become a resentful couple.

Wang Zhao nodded calmly: “Mom, I understand.” She saw that her father’s face showed signs of weariness, and after a pause in her speech, she said, “It’s so late, you and Dad should go rest first. I’ll discuss the rest with Zhenguan.”

Wang Xuechun finally nodded, but her brows were still furrowed, clearly still worried about Wang Zhao’s situation. But she had said all she could say, and the rest she couldn’t decide. She could only try to relax.

Having said what needed to be said, she returned to her room first. Father Wang walked behind, seeing the fatigue on his daughter’s face, he couldn’t help but feel heartache and said softly, “You’re tired too. Rest early, and report the rest tomorrow.”

Since returning home from the hospital, after less than a week of recuperation, Wang Zhao had started leaving home at seven every morning and returning at six in the afternoon, without missing a day.

He had seen it with his own eyes and felt heartache. He had tried to dissuade Wang Zhao several times but to no avail. This child insisted that studying in the library was more efficient. With today’s commotion, her face had grown a bit paler. She had just recovered from a serious illness and now her heart was so burdened.

Wang Zhao had made such a big mistake this time, but after all, she was his daughter. No matter how angry he was, blood ties were there. She was flesh of his flesh, how could he not worry and care for her?

Wang Zhao smiled and nodded, softly comforting her father and mother to go rest.

After her parents went into their room, Wang Zhao sat on the sofa and spaced out for a while before remembering to send Li Zhenguan a message that she was safe. Without waiting for a reply, she turned off the living room lights and went to her own room.

Lying in bed at night, she looked at the dark ceiling and thought about many things.

Zhenguan’s situation, the child’s matter, and the meeting with Li’s parents in a few days – these were all short-term problems that needed to be solved. Wang Zhao actually didn’t take them too much to heart.

In her view, Zhenguan’s matter was simple, a historical legacy problem of the original owner. The solution was nothing more than marriage and childbirth. If the two were unhappy living together in the future, they could divorce.

In her opinion, the most important thing now was her future career planning direction. The original owner’s decision to take the civil service exam for the procuratorate was not a bad direction for her.

Recently, she found that she vaguely remembered her previous life, though it was all a bit blurry and unclear. Instead, sometimes clear fragments of another memory would surge in her mind, which should be the original owner’s memories, strange yet familiar.

Earlier, when she picked up those law books on the room’s bookshelf, she seemed very familiar with the content inside. She could even recite the second half of some texts just by looking at them.

This indicated that the original owner’s professional quality should be quite good, and the body’s habitual memory was still there. Moreover, she had been recalling some things lately, strange yet familiar, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

Thinking about it this way, taking the civil service exam for the procuratorate was indeed a very good employment decision. With this idea in mind, she relaxed a lot, no longer like a tightly stretched rope, finally able to breathe easy.

Once a person has a direction to strive and work hard towards, they become much more at ease.

In a state of full-body relaxation, Wang Zhao went through the things she needed to do recently in her mind once again before slowly falling asleep.