When she was eighteen years old, Su Nianxing took the rose from Chen Jingan in the heavy snow, thinking that she was the happiest girl in the world. It took him eight years to bring her into marriage, and another eight years to push her into the abyss. Two days before her thirtieth birthday, she was beaten to death. Her last thought before she died was: If she could do it again.
When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the three days before her eighteenth birthday.
The math papers were spread out on the table, the wintersweet smell outside the window was just right, my mother was cooking wontons in the kitchen, and everything was still in time. This time, Su Nianxing saw clearly the man with a warm face and a cold heart, and learned to say no.
But what she didn't expect was that after rejecting the right person, the right person would slowly follow the path of fate.
His name is palpitations, throbbing palpitations. She's not good at words or romantic, but she remembers the taste of her milk tea. His love was silent, but his heart and eyes were full of her.
In this life, Su Nianxing only wants to do two things: protect her mother and get into a good university. As for love - if it comes, she will take it seriously, like it slowly, and take her time.
From the age of eighteen to thirty, in the same twelve years, she lived a completely different life. No domestic violence, no tears, no blood on the floor on New Year's Eve. Only my mother, my friends, and a person named Shen Zhu.
Purpose: There are many precious things in this life, and love is just one of them. Don't lose yourself for love. The right person will be waiting for you on the right road.