Lin Wanxing died once.
When she was twenty-five years old, there was no news from her old friend in the distance. She was lying alone in a pool of blood in the hospital corridor, listening to the hissing sound of her life passing away. The last thing she saw was the figure of a lame man running towards him - Lu Tingzhou, the "cripple" she had avoided in her previous life, who was signing "husband" on the operation sheet with trembling hands.
She didn't know that he had guarded her for three years.
She didn't know that he never married and would sit there all night every year on the anniversary of her death.
She didn't know that his belongings were all filled with photos of her.
When she opened her eyes again, she returned to her twenty-second birthday.
She broke the love jade pendant and activated the black earth, spiritual spring, and static warehouse in her portable space. The flow of time is one to ten, hoarding goods for farming, keeping things fresh and healing, this is her biggest trump card in the era of change. The scumbag Zhou Mingyuan was setting up candles for a "romantic confession", and the whole factory was watching.
She kicked the scumbag, broke up, turned around and grabbed the silent man on crutches: "Lu Tingzhou, let's live together."
He was shocked and refused: "I am disabled and not worthy of you."
She forcefully kissed the scar on his face: "I'm more than enough for you."
