That day, I knelt down to play Honor of Kings for more than a dozen times. I was so angry that I threw my phone, but I found a little crybaby in the game who said he wanted to marry me.
Jiang Xin was betrayed by a scumbag, lost consecutive games, and hit rock bottom in her life. During a five-row match, she met Song Qinjie, who had just entered the third grade of junior high school. He had a clear voice and sharp skills, but he always liked to call her "sister" with red eyes.
"I will find you when I get into college!" The young man vowed.
"Who wants to wait for you, a little brat?" Jiang Xin smiled and ruffled his hair.
In five years, he grew from a young boy who was inexperienced to her dependence. She taught him how to live in the world, and he brought her back to her youth. Until the illness suddenly came, Jiang Xin pushed him away cruelly: "We're done here."
