In my last life, I was killed by my fiancé and my best friend.
On the operating table, the last thing I heard was the nurse saying, "The family has given up resuscitation."
And the man I rejected three times quietly cried all night at my funeral.
Do it again.
I am no longer Shen Zhiyi who is at the mercy of others.
I remember the knife under every smiling face, and every moment of betrayal.
I want them to pay with blood - not with superpowers, just with a heart that died once.
But what surprised me was that in this life, the man who had been secretly in love with me for ten years still clumsily stayed in place.
He thought his love was well hidden.
Little did he know, I came to love him with the memory of two lifetimes.
