On the day I died, the scumbag was accompanying Bai Yueguang at the airport.
He sneered on the phone: "Song Wan, you don't look as good as her even when you cry."
When I opened my eyes again and I was twenty years old, how dare he touch my birthday cake for Bai Yueguang?
I slapped the cake on his face with my backhand: "The engagement is cancelled, the scumbag will marry a dog, forever!"
Later, he knelt in the rainstorm and begged for reconciliation.
I swung the red wine glass and chuckled at the butler: "Shh, don't bother me watching Reservoir Dogs."
——Until I opened his locked bookcase, there were hidden photos of my birthdays every year.
The back of the latest one says:
"Song Wan, I never dare to say I love you."
