It's a Pity to Die. I'll Avenge You First.

[Quick travel + revenge + strong woman + cool writing + dark style + black lotus + no CP] My name is Su Ruomian, I have congenital heart disease, and my balance is 472.3 Yuan. Before I died, I found a night shift front desk job in a run-down hotel, with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, including accommodation, on one condition - accept the red room card handed over by the guest. The first card is from a senior girl who committed suicide by taking sleeping pills. She was secretly photographed by her roommate and made pornographic rumors, her quota for graduate school was taken away, and no one knew when she died. I took the card and fell asleep. When I woke up, I became her. I have three days to rewrite her ending. Changed to, I will live eight more days. If the change cannot be made, eight days will be deducted. The second card shows a junior high school student who was corporally punished to death by his class teacher. The class teacher knew that he had a heart disease, but still punished him by running fifty laps. The one I have now comes from a draft trainee. She was drugged, sexually assaulted, forced to have an abortion, and jumped from the third floor on the night of the finals. The company said she "passed away due to depression." No one knows the truth behind every red card. There is an APP called "Heartbeat" on my phone, which displays my remaining lifespan. Every time I help someone to avenge me, I will live a few more days. Someone asked me: "You are like this and still care about others?" I said: "It would be a pity to die. I will avenge you first." Not kindhearted. My heart is not good, but my mind is even worse. None of those things that kill people can escape.