Zhao Lan has always known that being short is a disadvantage, and she has always known that she is unlucky, but she never thought that being lucky would be such an experience.
When she was knocked out of the bus, she really felt that she was going to die at that moment. From the corner of her eyes, she glanced at the man who hurriedly let go of her hand. Wry smile.
The moment he landed, except for his head hitting something hard and being stunned for a moment, there was no discomfort at all in his butt, back and other parts of his body. On the contrary, they felt a little soft.
Time travel or death? Or something else?
A love-hate relationship begins after falling out of the bus...