Ten years ago, I rescued two teenagers.
Once in the streets and alleys, a ragged wolf boy was beaten until he was covered in blood for stealing bread. His hair was disheveled and his face could not be seen clearly. I went over and stopped him, took him home and took good care of him. From then on, he became my little servant.
Another time was on the lawn of a small town. A polite young man from the dark wizard tribe was studying under a tree, but he was bitten to death by a poisonous snake. I detoxified him, and he smiled palely, "Girl, save me today, but you may regret it later."
Later, in order to revive the family, I married that handsome young man. In the second year of our marriage, I was murdered by him.
I saw him holding my cold body and crying hypocritically. I saw him using dark magic to transform into a wolf and blame all the troubles on the wolf clan. He pushed the bright wizard clan into the abyss. From then on, the dark wizard controlled all the trends in the world...
However, at the most glorious moment of his life when he ascended the throne, he was caught off guard when a wolf-fang arrow with a death curse pierced his heart.
The era of dark wizards has finally come to an end.
For the rest of the long years, I saw a wolf accompanying me beside my cold tombstone for ten years. Gently lick the rainwater on the inscription, pluck the most delicate flowers in the morning and place them in front of the tombstone, as if they were loyal to me when I was still alive.
I'm not willing to give in.
I am born again.
Back ten years ago, the evening breeze was blowing and the tuberose was blooming gently.
The night I first met him in the alley.
Reading TIPS:
1. This article is written in third person, Western fantasy style;
2. A sweet and refreshing article about redemption and secret love.
The copy was first published on 2020-3-29, please do not copy or learn from it
