She transmigrates because of a sword; a fated match tied to a name; a curse that can never be broken…
I searched for him through the crowd a thousand times. Then, turning around at last, I found him where the lamplight was fading.
"Meeting you was the most beautiful accident."
"Xiaowei, do you know how jealous I am of that bastard? I'm so jealous I could go mad. How could he, how could he…"
"From the first time I met you, I had this feeling: as if we had known each other for a very long time."
"But I've changed my mind. From now on, I won't give you a single chance to leave me."
I had already lost the desire to write, but for some reason, after reading a few transmigration stories that day, I was suddenly inspired and decided to start writing again.
This is a self-indulgent, wish-fulfillment story. If that's not your thing, please don't read it! I'm only an average writer, and there may be a lot of rambling, so I hope you'll share your suggestions!
Why are there so many points? Is there something wrong with the system?!