Yu Bei suffered heavy bleeding during a caesarean section. The last sight she saw before she fell into coma was her husband's tearful face.
When she wakes up, she becomes a small-town working girl in the 1980s. His father was a groom, his mother worked on a sewing machine, and his younger brother had his nose broken by a wealthy classmate. She tried her best to protect her brother, but her palm was cut open with a sickle, and arterial blood spurted out. She fell in a pool of blood, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already a fluorescent lamp in the ICU.
The husband held her hand and burst into tears.
That's not a dream. The hypnotist told her: You are experiencing reincarnation. In each life, the same group of people appear again and again, playing different roles, repaying or taking away things. She entered her previous life again and again - the Republic of China, the late Qing Dynasty, the Tang and Song Dynasties - and was entangled in grievances and grudges.
But she could never find one person: the husband who loved her deeply. He never appeared in any life.
Until she went back to her original life.
There were no humans there, only a newly sprouted grass in the wilderness and a silent stone. Every time she fell, it was because she stepped on him - he had waited for hundreds of millions of years, just to become a stumbling block, so that when she opened her eyes in every life, the first thing she saw was herself.
After thousands of reincarnations, he only did one thing: wait for her to step on him.
And it took her ten thousand years to understand that the person who made her fall every time was never an accident.
