Ancient style of lightness · Rebirth and anti-routine · Redemption · 1V1 double clean
I dressed up as the male partner who died the most miserably in ancient sadistic novels.
In the original book, the heroine was reborn and did whatever it took to get revenge, which resulted in the destruction of my family.
In this life, I decided to just throw it away and squat in the corner waiting to die.
Unexpectedly, the reborn heroine kicked open my door with red eyes:
"I was blind in my last life. Can you look at me this time?"
I held my head in fear: "Sister, it's OK to lie about feelings, but not about life!"
She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed and threw over a bag of gold:
"Then let's lie about feelings first. These will buy you to drink with me tonight."
