Reborn in 1977: I Won't Marry My Educated Youth Husband

In my previous life, I was a hopeless romantic. My husband, a sent-down youth, sweet-talked me into moving to the city, then drove me to my death not long afterward. My death turned my father’s hair white overnight, and my mother nearly cried herself blind. Heaven took pity on me. Not only was I reborn, I also came with a miraculous storage space full of supplies. This time, I’m determined to stay away from that scumbag and use my space to build a good life.