Rose Blooms: Revenge on My Best Friend Who Killed Me

In the previous life, Rose Wilson brought her useless family into my house and took over my property.

When I woke up again, I had already returned to 35 years ago.

The yellowed mirror showed the appearance of a beautiful young girl. I clenched the pen in my hand tightly and swallowed the taste of blood in my mouth.

Rose, in this life, you'd better stick together with your husband for the rest of your life.

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"Daisy, why do you look so pale?"

"Are you not feeling too well? Do you want to go take a rest?"

My mom glanced at me while busy, and there was a hint of concern in her tone.

I shook my head, put down the test paper, and went to help her sell goods, receiving a shocked look from my mom.

I suppressed the sourness in my heart and skillfully calculated and collected money.

In my previous life, I was instigated by Rose and foolishly believed that my mother was not respectable because she sold things on the street. Our relationship became worse.

In the end, I realized that Rose was provoking the relationship between my mom and me, while setting up a persona in front of my mom.

She pretended to care about me, but it was actually pitiful that I was not successful.

She let my mom on the verge of death rest assured that the money saved over the years was in her hands, but also asked Rose to take more care of me.

My mother, who had worked hard her whole life, still worried about her useless and foolish daughter even on her deathbed.

The money that went into Rose's pocket never came out again, and that money was gone.

Today, with my help, the cotton socks on the stall were sold out very quickly.

During dinner, my mother stood in front of me, feeling embarrassed. She vigorously wiped her rough hands on her apron and took out a wrinkled banknote.

"Daisy, I earned a lot of money today. Take it and buy something delicious."

I smiled and took the small stack of money, "Thank you, Mom. I'll go shopping with you tomorrow."

My mom was slightly stunned, and there were hidden tears flashing in the bottom of her eyes, "Okay... Okay..."

This was the first time in my two lifetimes that I went to the morning market to shop with my mom. The crowd was bustling, and from above, it looked like a moving electronic painting, with occasional smells of chicken and duck droppings in the air.

The sound of adults hoarsely selling goods came to my ears.

My mom tightly held my hand and pulled me out of the crowd.

"Daisy, there are so many people. Stay close to me."

My mom still set off to the cotton socks store today, and went to another cotton jacket store to choose a few pieces of beautifully styled clothing.

I held the sweaty money in my hand and turned a few corners to a hairpin store and bought a few beautiful hairpins.

These things sold well and there was no problem with unsold inventory.

The day that Rose came to me, I was busy at my mother's booth.

She listened to me and bought many strange and interesting things, and unexpectedly, her business became even more popular.

So we were short of manpower.

"Aunt, I'm looking for Daisy. Is she at home?"

I heard Rose's voice and my fingers holding the goods inexplicably trembled.

"Yes."

"Daisy, Rose is coming for you!"

"We just bought some fruits. Take them out to eat with Rose."

I wiped my hands, nodded in silence, and opened the basket containing fruits at home.

I picked out a few fruits that looked good on the surface, but were already a little bit bad on the inside.

Rose was not worthy of eating good ones.

The twenty-year-old Rose was beautiful with two braids, showing the charm of a young girl. She didn't look like the old lady who would later instruct her son to suffocate me after thirty-five years.

I pinched my thigh hard, forcing myself to suppress the overwhelming hatred, and looked coldly at Rose rummaging through my room.

"Daisy, where is the cassette tape your mother bought for you? I couldn't find it. I wanted to use it."

Knowing that she would come, I had already hidden away valuable items.

In the previous life, Rose came to my house like bandits entering a village, borrowing anything she saw fit.

She said she would borrow, but she never returned anything.

In the days that followed, those things completely became hers.

I put the washed fruit in front of her and explained, "A few days ago, I accidentally broke it. My mom took it to get it fixed."

Her eyes lit up when she looked at the fruit on the table and she eagerly grabbed it and ate it, chewing it a few times before swallowing it whole.

I didn't tell her that there were worms in the two she ate.

"What's the matter with me?"

Talking about business, she had time to rest her mouth.

Her face was flushed and her eyes darted around, "Daisy, I'm..."

Pretending not to know, I picked up the SAT paper on the table and started writing.

"What?"

"It's... It's that."

I swept a glance at her flat stomach in understanding.

The Jackson family and the Wilson family were neighbors. When they were young, the two families even joked about arranging a marriage.

But as Brian Jackson grew up, he became more and more flirtatious, and his reputation in the surrounding area was not very good.

The Wilson family was unwilling to marry Rose to him.

In my last life, at this same point, Rose hurriedly came to me and said that she had slept with Brian behind everyone's back.

And she had a child.

In the previous life, I regarded Rose as my best friend and foolishly stole the money my mom saved for me to go to college and lent it to her for an abortion.

But in the end, she ran away with my money, leaving home with Brian. She gave birth to her first child before she was twenty.

After Rose ran away, the Wilson family treated me as an enemy, insulting me day and night at my doorstep. Because of the public opinion storm caused by this incident, my SAT scores were a mess, and I only got into a community college.

The tuition was too high, and my family couldn't afford it, so I had to work in a factory.

At that time, Rose had already married her boyfriend and gave birth to a chubby boy in another city.

She later still shamelessly came to me, and even said a bunch of disgusting words that were out of line.

"Daisy, it's better for women to get married early, not only for yourself but also for society."

"And you must have your own son. Look at me, I have a son. Brian favors me."

"He cooks me a bowl of hot congee every morning."

"And you can recover early after giving birth. Take good care of your body and give birth to more babies for your husband in the future."

At that time, Rose's face fluttered with a blush of happiness, while I cowered in the cramped factory, silently pinching the bean sprouts on my plate, not waking her up from her beautiful dream.

A bowl of white porridge could make her dizzy.

I smiled and circled my finger around her belly, "Really, you are so lucky."

"I envy you, Rose."

"You found a good man to spend your life with at such a young age. I wish I had a man who treats me so well."

I lowered my eyebrows and pretended to be down in the dumps.

Having spent forty years with Rose, I naturally understand her temperament.

She claimed to be generous, but in fact she was terribly petty.

She would go crazy when she saw others living better than her.

Jealousy grew wildly, drowning out the only bit of conscience.

Rose believed my words, raising a smug smile, "Of course, Brian is so good to me. He even gave me a new toy yesterday."

I looked at the small toy she pulled out of her pocket and covered my mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

Wasn't this the little gadget my mom brought back from out of town recently?

No wonder my mom said yesterday that someone was picking and choosing on her stall, and finally shamelessly asked her if she could lower the price.

It turned out to be that stingy Brian.

She glanced at me sideways, with a contemptuous tone, "You, stop daydreaming. Brian only loves me."

"But I believe that you will also meet a man as good as him in the future. Don't worry."

...

There was no need to curse me so viciously.

A violent man like Brian should be with an ungrateful woman like Rose for the rest of their lives, and never came out to harm others.

I looked at the corner of the door and smiled, "What are you planning about that child?"

When it came to serious matters, she stopped talking.

After a long silence, she asked me to lend her money.

"Daisy, I'm still young. It's a bit difficult to raise a child."

"My job at the factory is not very convenient either..."

Rose was a few years older than me. After graduating from high school, she didn't get into college and could only work at the factory, where she fell in love with Brian.

He smoked and drank, which made her fall madly in love with him for a while.

I waved my hand, "Rose, the child is your biggest stepping stone."

''You see, Brian has so many admirers outside. What should you do if one day there is a woman who insists on following him around?''

Rose was not stupid, but she was blind in love. Whenever it came to her emotional issues with Brian, she was out of her mind.

I advised her many times in my previous life, saying that Brian was not her destined one.

But Rose didn't believe it. Even in the face of the evidence of cheating that I put in front of her, she could still find a hundred or a thousand excuses for Brian.

In her eyes, any girl who appeared around Brian must have feelings for him.

And Brian was just forced to accept it, not actively provoking it.

''He won't. He only loves me!''

I didn't say anything, silently watching her fall into self-doubt.

In fact, who else besides Rose would be interested in someone like Brian?

''Of course, Brian only loves you, but it's better to be safe than sorry.''

''Child, after all, is your dependence.''

I picked up my pen and wrote down the calculation formula on the draft paper, calculating the time. Brian must still be fooling around with other girls at this time.

"Then let me think again..."

I smiled and handed her a rotten fruit, "Yeah, think again."

The wolf was about to fall into the hunter's trap, and another dog needed to be released.

In a few months after Christmas, it would be time for the SAT.

"Daisy, have you finished the paper I gave you for Christmas? I have found several sets of new papers for you."

I looked at the middle-aged man in front of me and was moved. I then took out the full test papers from my schoolbag.

After graduating for many years, I was already a bit overwhelmed by these questions.

But because of my persistence in the SAT in the previous life, I insisted on writing papers every day even after dropping out of school for many years. It was not too difficult to get started, and the papers I wrote were barely passable.

Mr. Hill carefully opened my test paper and looked at it. His tightly furrowed brow gradually relaxed as he read through it.

In a coquettish tone, he said, "Not bad. Take these back and write them well."

"Both Mr. Edwards and I have high hopes for you!"

Mentioning Mr. Edwards, my mind suddenly flashed back to something.

After I dropped out of school in my last life, I climbed my way through society and managed to establish my own logistics company.

When I returned to the town to visit my mentor, I received the news that Mr. Edwards had passed away due to illness.

It was said to be a liver problem...

"Mr. Hill, how is Mr. Edwards's health?"

Mr. Hill carefully held the test paper I had finished writing in his hand and said, "Very good. We even had a drink together yesterday."

"Yesterday, my mom told me that there is a free medical examination project for teachers at our local hospital. Since both you and Mr. Edwards love to drink, why don't you make an appointment together sometime to have a check?"

"Anyway, it doesn't cost any money."

"It's hard for you to have such a good intention. I will go with Mr. Edwards."

Sitting back in the classroom, I only vaguely had a real feeling.

The words on the test papers in front of me were one next to the other, densely packed, paving the way to the future.

Later, Rose approached me, but I refused her without hesitation.

I needed to work harder to catch up with my own progress from my last life.

I carefully calculated the time on the calendar. It was four months away from the college entrance examination, and Rose was already three months pregnant.

It was time to take action.