"The Zhao family has a son, who is hard-spoken but attentive, knows astronomy and geography, and is Lin Yi's wife"...
This is the beginning of the novel I saw, and it was also the only understanding I had of the world before I came to this world. I thought that the 18 years in my previous life were hard enough, but I didn't expect that I would turn out to be a passerby with the same name in the book. I was still a father who didn't love me, my mother passed away, my brother-in-law ignored me, and my sister targeted the bastard son of the Zhao family. It can be said that these days are very promising...
Of course, the worst thing is to meet the male protagonist in the book - Lin Yi (also known as hometown). Sorry, although I know you are really good, but I am just an ordinary man with no special hobbies, and your life should belong to another person, so stay away from me...
But he had seen me in my most embarrassing state and felt the feeling of being avoided and pushed away by me. Why didn't he leave like the others? Why is my heart so confused? Could it be that I... But this is not allowed. I am just a passerby. He is destined to belong to another person. I should stay away from him. My previous life was miserable enough. I just want to spend this life safely and do not want to be involved with anyone...
But the more I tried to escape, the closer he came, the more my thoughts tried to escape, and the deeper my heart sank. You should belong to someone else, but you make it difficult for me to let go. What is wrong with this...
However, his sincerity, his waiting, and his gentleness gradually made me fall for him, making me let go of my inner armor and entanglement with my fate. I finally chose to follow my heart, but what I didn't expect was that this was not only the beginning of my happiness, but also the final countdown of my life...
Poets all laughed and said that "Chang'an is home", but they lamented that "at the end of Chang'an, there is no hometown anymore"...
Intention: Rebirth is not necessarily a new beginning. It is better to not know anything than to know it half.