Love is Like Quicksand, it Falls Apart Without Leaving a Trace
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The year when I was most depressed and crazy, Huo Zhimo and I made a blood oath in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau to make each other's life worse than death. He hated me for forcing a fake daughter to marry an Englishman, and I hated him for marrying me but not abandoning me like a pair of worn-out shoes. We have been married for five years, and even looking at each other has the smell of blood. Until a plane crash left me with no bones left, maybe because my obsession was too deep, the system found me. As long as I can let Huo Zhimo kiss me once, I can truly be reborn, but there are only nine chances. The first eight times, my death was more miserable each time. The first time, I bumped into him holding the prosthetic leg of a fake daughter, and was thrown into a pack of wolves and torn to pieces alive. The second time, he was seriously injured and dying. I took care of him for three months with no clothes on my back. However, after he recovered, he sent me to the bed of his old enemy and was toyed with to death. The third time, when he was about to impress him, just a second before the kiss fell, the fake daughter accidentally bumped into her and suffered a heart attack. He transplanted my heart to the fake daughter, and I died of pain on the operating table. ... When I woke up again, I erased all traces of my existence and calmly ordered the coffin. Huo Zhimo, I don't want to choose you anymore. The ninth time, I just wanted to wait for death.
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