Others travel through time to fall in love, but I travel back and forth to collect Huo Qubing's corpse.
For the first time, I was outside the house to watch his funeral.
The second time, I was in front of the bed and listened to his last words.
The third time, I was in the army and saw him buried.
I am like a tomb trapped in time, burying my God of War over and over again.
The fifth time, I resigned myself to my fate and just wanted to spend the last days with him.
He held my hand: "If there is a next time... Come and marry me as soon as possible."
I cried my tears and returned to modern times, only to see a wooden box where I dug out the hosta.
Inside is his own handwriting: "I have died five times, and I will look back on you for the fifth time."
"Now that I am buried in this box, even after a thousand years, I will definitely find you."
It turned out that I was not collecting his body.
He is using every death to wait for me to look back.
