Jiang Suisui died once.
Died by her boyfriend's betrayal, died on that rainy night when she was given away as a gift. When she opened her eyes again, she was back to the age of twenty-two - there was still Lin Chen's invitation text message on her phone, and the white dress that was ready to send her to hell was still hanging in the closet.
This time she didn't go. By the way, I sent an anonymous tip, revealing the location of the dinner party to the paparazzi.
She thought she was in the dark. Until the phone vibrated, and a sentence came from an unknown number:
"You seem to know something?"
She had seen the person who sent the message - in the fragments of his soul floating in his previous life. A man with a scar on his wrist stood at the place where she fell for countless rainy nights. She blocked his number, and after her death, he sent all her enemies to where they should go one by one.
Now, the text message sits on her phone.
The dusk was falling outside the window. Jiang Suisui looked at the words on the screen and suddenly smiled.
If she had to do it again, she wanted more than just to live.
She wanted to get back everything she was owed.
