Picking Up the Shattered Night

In the third year since I transmigrated, I actually discovered a helicopter in the manor.

Madam Su Qingxue looked at my crippled leg and stopped pretending.

"Three years ago, you couldn't accept that I was marrying Yanxi, so you became my lover."

"We had no choice but to trick you into thinking you had transmigrated and keep you confined here. After three years as a servant, you should have learned your place."

I couldn't believe it.

The steward beside me peeled off his human-skin mask. It was my younger sister, Gu Yu'an.

"Brother, Yanxi's child is grown now, so you can go home."

"Sister Yun Jian, your plan was absolutely flawless!"

I slowly turned around.

The physician from the manor was watching me with a smile.

"You weren't mistaken about me back then. I really am your childhood sweetheart, Xu Yun Jian."

"I set all this up because I was afraid you'd bully Yanxi."

For three years, I was forced to believe I had transmigrated.

I was beaten, sold, and tormented by countless strangers, until Su Qingxue bought me as a slave.

I lost the use of both legs and went blind in one eye. I went from crying day and night to go home to living in numb, abject misery.

It turned out I had never transmigrated at all.

I completely broke down.

Just before I took my own life, a strange line of text suddenly appeared before my eyes:

[Congratulations, AI tragic-romance male lead, on awakening. Countdown to reincarnation as a human: two days.]

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