Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Purple Summers sat there, her expression inscrutable, silent, as if tacitly approving.

Aria Jackson stared at her for a while, then strode forward with her long legs and sat down directly across from Purple Summers, frowning and asking, “How did you know that Suzanne Saunders and I liked our noodles without spiciness or green onions? Did Suzanne tell you?”

Purple Summers looked at Aria, a thousand words in her mind, but not knowing where to begin.

…Before coming here, she had prepared a speech.

She hesitated, but Aria was impatient for answers!

“Did she not die?!” Aria Jackson anxiously inquired, “Her body was never found, she must still be alive! She knew someone was trying to harm her, so she didn’t show her face and asked you to send a message instead; is that correct?!”

In just a few seconds, Aria had already filled her thoughts with scenarios of how Suzanne had been hiding after the attack.

Purple Summers was dumbfounded. After a while, she shook her head and laughed, “Your temper…”

Aria was startled and stopped.

The demeanor and tone of the girl in front of her were so reminiscent of Suzanne Saunders!

By this time, Purple Summers had completely relaxed. She propped her chin on her elbow, her voice teasing, “She’s dead, but you can think of her as still alive.” Aria stared at her with a serious expression, “What do you mean by that?”

Purple Summers glanced at her and said, “I am Suzanne Saunders.”

Aria’s eyes widened dramatically, surprised beyond words!… Soon after, the astonished look in her eyes turned into scrutiny, and her expression grew solemn.

Seeing her reaction, Purple knew Aria didn’t believe her.

That was to be expected, after all, because coming back to life in another body was too bizarre and not something ordinary people could accept.

“Alright then,” Purple sighed, “I’ll put it differently.”

Aria crossed her arms, furrowing her brow slightly, her expression attentive and ready to listen.

Purple thought for a moment and began again, “On your left breast, you have a mole…”

Aria suddenly stood up!

Her movement caused the table and chairs to make a loud noise, attracting the attention of the waitstaff in the distance!

“You!…” Aria panted heavily.

The location of that mole was very tricky! Only her mother and Suzanne knew about it!

When they had just graduated, they were both poor, so they rented a room together. They didn’t care about bathing or changing clothes in front of each other, and every part of their bodies had been seen by each other!

Purple Summers gestured for her to calm down and pulled Aria’s arm to make her sit down.

“I know it’s hard to believe, but now… no one else can help me but you.” Purple Summers looked into her eyes, her gaze as calm as water.

Suzanne Saunders had no parents, and her grandmother who raised her had passed away due to illness. The only family she could count on was Nathaniel Summers.

And Nathaniel… it’s better not to mention that man.

Fortunately, Aria could be trusted. So, Purple Summers had to do everything possible to gain Aria’s trust.

She continued, “You love spicy hot pot and beer, even though you always get pimples after eating them. You don’t believe in fortune-telling, but you are obsessed with horoscopes. You hate being called a vase, and you always want to be at the forefront of every arrest. You have a three-inch scar on your waist from being stabbed during an arrest… In middle school, you secretly loved your neighbor’s brother. When you were about to confess your feelings, you accidentally discovered that he was gay, and a bottom at that. Since then, you’ve been haunted and never dared to fall in love so easily again…”

Aria Jackson’s face flushed with a mixture of anger and embarrassment, her lips tightly clenched as she stared at Purple with a mixture of shock and rage!

“What else… let me think.” Purple Summers seriously thought about what could prove her identity, “…When you sleep, you grind your teeth, sometimes even sleep talk. Once, you dreamed of becoming Ultraman, screaming out about an ultra-attack beam! I was so frightened that I woke up… Oh, and you sing totally out of tune. It’s especially awful.”

“Enough!” Aria Jackson’s cheeks were scarlet, her teeth clenched, “I believe you! Don’t say anything more!”

All of these were embarrassing secrets! She couldn’t listen anymore!