#TwoPowerfulLeads #SchoolLife #Salvation #Reincarnation #FatedLove
On my first day after transferring schools, I offended Shen Xing, the big shot of our grade.
He was handsome and top of the class, but so withdrawn that no one dared speak to him.
And of course, the teacher assigned me the seat right beside him.
“H-hello, I’m Lin Xi,” I stammered by way of introduction.
He twirled his pen without even looking up.
I thought he was just a cold, brilliant student.
Until the day his notebook slid off the desk.
I bent down to pick it up and saw page after page filled with drawings of the same person
Me.
On every page.
Me in different eras.
Me in a long dress in a medieval castle, in a spacesuit aboard a starship, in priestess robes at an ancient Egyptian temple...
And in every picture, he stood behind me.
“W-who are you?” My voice trembled.
At last, he looked up at me, his eyes filled with emotions I couldn’t understand.
“This is the 142nd time,” he said softly. “I’ve finally waited long enough for you to notice me.”
Only later did I learn the truth
He was the Star Lord, and I was the Moon Goddess.
We were trapped in a curse that had lasted through 142 cycles of reincarnation.
Every time, I died after falling in love with him.
Every time, he buried me with his own hands, restarted the cycle, and searched for me again.
142 cycles, 142 deaths, 142 times he collapsed on his knees before my body, then tremblingly pressed the restart button.
But this time
I was not only alive, I remembered everything.
“This time, let me take over.”
