Chapter One, Only upon awakening from the dream does one realize they are but a guest
Coincidentally, the owner of this body is also named Xue Xiang. The invading soul did not disperse the original owner's memories; instead, his memories were completely received by Xue Xiang. To be precise, it was a fusion! Xue Xiang could clearly feel the original owner's reluctance and sorrow towards this world, which contained a love for life, resentment towards worldly affairs, and guilt towards his younger siblings... A myriad of sorrows and countless memories intertwined with the invading soul of Xue Xiang, blending together bit by bit, ultimately becoming indistinguishable from one another. The scenes of the young man's life, from childhood to adulthood, passed through Xue Xiang's mind like a film, vividly clear.
Dressed in trousers and a shirt, he stepped into his black ankle-length calfskin shoes and walked to the dressing mirror to scrutinize his appearance. His thick hair was cut very short, standing upright, with bushy eyebrows and large eyes, fair skin, a delicate face paired with a strong jawline, and a straight, prominent nose above his upturned lips. What a flashy, stubborn kid, Xue Xiang sighed inwardly. Clearly, he was satisfied with this face just as much as with this body; no, he was secretly delighted! In his previous life, Xue Xiang had developed a large belly at a young age while sitting in an office, unlike this tall and upright body, with firm flesh and strong bones. Silently gazing at himself in the mirror, he clenched his teeth inwardly: This is the worst of times, yet for someone as perceptive as himself, is it not also the best of times? Since heaven has brought him to this world, in this life, he must ensure that the name Xue Xiang resonates throughout the land of China!
The pale white window was wide open, with only a sheer curtain hanging down to block the cold air. Through the gaps in the curtain, he gazed at the bright moon outside, while a faint fragrance of gardenias wafted in from afar. The spacious hardwood bed pressed against his back with its firmness, and a ticking clock hung on the pristine white wall, providing unmistakable sensory information that this was not a dream. The moonlight outside filtered through the sheer curtain and illuminated the clock face, where the hour hand had moved from 9 to 12. After more than three hours of contemplation, he had transitioned from initial terror, agitation, and despair to a state of calm. Despite its strangeness, Xue Xiang had no choice but to accept the fact of his rebirth.
After merging the original owner's memories, Xue Xiang shivered and immediately began to curse Ma and the neighbor Tushuli in his heart
In fact, Xue Xiang had already woken up, but he was unwilling to open his eyes. He tried hard to make himself fall asleep again, as if waking up from a dream would transport him to another world. He calmed his mind and began to count sheep, reaching over 8,000, yet the more he counted, the more awake he became. He wished so much that this was just a dream, longing to wake up and return to his original body, even though this body was younger and stronger. Xue Xiang pinched the bicep of his left arm with his right hand, clearly feeling the powerful muscles bulging with strength. He wished so much that this was just a dream, longing to wake up and return to his original body, even though this body was younger and stronger. Xue Xiang pinched the bicep of his left arm with his right hand, clearly feeling the powerful muscles bulging with strength. Although he had not stood up to measure his height, he could reach the edge of the bed with his toes stretched out, and this was a bed that was 1.8 meters wide and 2 meters long.
Xue did not expect that at the mere age of sixteen, he would become the head of this family. His parents had passed away two years ago, and although he had an uncle and a great-uncle, one was far away and the other was imprisoned, making it impossible for them to take care of the family. Currently, the Xue family consists of four members: himself, his second sister Xue Wan, his third brother Xue Yi, and his fourth sister Xue Shi. The names of the four siblings are quite interesting, derived from an ancient poem. Xue's father had a particular fondness for Li Shangyin, and the names of the siblings were taken from the line "Xiang wan yi bu shi" in his poem "Ascending the Le You Plain".
The day Xue Xiang was reborn was March 25, 1976, and the location was the same city where he lived in his previous life, the capital. However, the thirty-three-year-old "boss" of the Party History Office in a certain district of the capital had transformed into this sixteen-year-old unemployed youth
As a result, Xue has met with tragedy
Upon reflecting on his current situation, Xue Xiang could no longer sleep. He was eager to see his relatives in this life. In his previous life, Xue Xiang also lost his parents at a young age and grew up in an orphanage, and the familial affection he had never experienced before now filled his chest. He turned on the bedside lamp and picked up the cotton military uniform, which felt thick and soft to the touch. It was a yellow military uniform made of faded herringbone fabric, with the insignia on the shoulder removed, leaving two empty holes. He knew that this was the top-tier equipment of this era, appearing both simple and fashionable, yet not ostentatious.
Five hours ago, Xue Xiangzheng was sitting at his office desk in front of the computer, engaged in an intense battle with others in the QQ chess room. In the heat of the moment, he accidentally knocked over a water cup next to his notebook, causing water to splash everywhere. Worried that the water would seep into the keyboard, he hurriedly wiped the water away with his palm. In his fluster, the water flowed along the desktop and into the porous socket embedded in the table.