In my previous life, I was married to Bo Sihan. At the engagement party, he hugged my biological sister Su Wanqing and slapped me in public. I fell to the ground bleeding, and it was his brother Bao Jingyan who held me and rushed to the ambulance. Before I died, I said: Can I marry you in the next life?
When I woke up and returned to the age of six, Bao Sihan was still a little girl who chased me and called me sister. Bao Jingyan was only nine years old and was blowing cold porridge to me with a cold face. I carried the pillow to his door, and his ears turned red and he said there was a difference between men and women. I nodded obediently and climbed into his bed as usual at night.
I want to do three things in this life: block Su Wanqing from the door, turn Bao Sihan into a good young man, and hug Bao Jingyan's thigh to book a husband development plan in advance. But I didn't expect that he was crazier than me - when someone bullied me, he asked the other person's parents to come to apologize; Mrs. Su drugged my chocolate, and he took the lab test sheet to force the person out of the city. Only to me, he always says: I'm good to you, I don't need to pay you back.
Later someone asked him what was the most correct thing in his life. He glanced at me who was counting the red envelopes next to me: I left a door for her when she was six years old. And asked him what he regretted most? He was silent for three seconds: regretting opening the door ten years late.
In my previous life, he blocked the knife for me, but in this life, I will pamper him to the heavens. But I'm only six now, and he's already started slipping rings into my schoolbag.
