If love has a time limit, would it be ten thousand years? How about passing by countless times in exchange for a look back and a kiss? How many times do we need to look back and how many times do we toss and turn? Jiang Xibao didn't know. She looked down at the dimming screen of her phone sadly, pinched her thigh with her hand to stop her endless fantasies. When I wake up the next day, I still have to be that lively girl. No fear from heaven or earth, no worries. "Everything is fine, just troubles..." Came from the earphones. Life after ten years seems to be a deliberate joke. Xue Jiaming is still as handsome as a young man, adding a bit of maturity. And Jiang Xibao has become an unkempt "girl sitting at home". When they meet again, the story begins again. I hope this time, the story will have a beautiful ending.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
