Young artist Zheng Huanhuan seems gentle and charming, but in private she's a thoroughly rotten woman. She often uses her poor health as an excuse to force her older sister to do all sorts of things for her.
A nurse once saw her, still in her hospital gown, corner Dr. Liang against a wall and force a kiss on her.
Maybe even Heaven couldn't stand her anymore, so it decided to take her.
Lying on the cold operating table, Zheng Huanhuan looked back over her life and finally had a moment of conscience. She gripped Liang Yiran's hand tightly, her eyes full of earnestness.
"I don't like you anymore, Liang Yiran."
Liang Yiran was the same as ever. She looked at Zheng Huanhuan calmly, her expression unchanged.
Zheng Huanhuan sighed inwardly. After ten years of trying, she still hadn't managed to turn her straight. She hoped they wouldn't meet again in their next lives. Then she could leave her alone and stop clinging to her so obsessively.
The next day, news of artist Zheng Huanhuan's death topped the trending charts.
On the third day, Zheng Huanhuan opened her eyes and found herself back on her eighteenth birthday, the night after she'd just confessed to her stepsister, Liang Yiran.
Zheng Huanhuan: "..."
Wasn't she supposed to never see her again in the next life?!
A sickly artist bottom who reforms her ways x a deeply devoted, emotionally clueless surgeon top
Growing up together + both reborn + turning a straight woman gay + pseudo-incest
The top and bottom are not related by blood in any way.
No checking ranks, editing the story, or reposting it.
Author's Weibo: Your Handsome Brother Jing
Please add my upcoming novel to your favorites: My Mortal Enemy Has Intermittent Amnesia
Jiang Yueliang and Helan Qiu are genuine mortal enemies. Everyone who knows them wants to burst into song: Why must women make life difficult for women?
Then disaster strikes. Helan Qiu is in a car accident and hangs on the brink of death. Jiang Yueliang, the closest person to her, has no choice but to ride with her in the ambulance.
After Helan Qiu wakes up, the doctor diagnoses her with amnesia. Looking at her bewildered mortal enemy, Jiang Yueliang smiles wickedly.
"I'm your ex-girlfriend."
Helan Qiu: "?"
"I got together with you in high school. I sold roasted sweet potatoes to put you through college and help you start your business. You ate my food and lived under my roof, but after you made it big, you fell for another woman and kicked me out. In the dead of winter, you made me sleep on a park bench."
Helan Qiu: "!"
"So what happened to you now is karma. Understand?"
Helan Qiu is completely bewildered. "I... cheated on you?"
Jiang Yueliang nods shamelessly. "That's right."
The next second, the once domineering CEO Helan's eyes turn red. She grabs Jiang Yueliang: "I was wrong. I deserve to die. Don't leave me. Let's get back together!"
Jiang Yueliang: "...???" This wasn't how she thought it would go!
Some time later, CEO Helan, who has successfully moved into Jiang Yueliang's home, says coldly, "Jiang Yueliang, can you have some self-respect? Every time I see you, I want to dig my eyes out and wash them."
Some time after that, the pitiful CEO Helan moves back in again. She holds Jiang Yueliang's hand and says, "I don't know what's wrong with me... I didn't mean any of those things. I would never hurt you. Liangliang, believe me..."
Jiang Yueliang digs out the original diagnosis and looks at the three words she'd overlooked: "intermittent amnesia." She suddenly understands the truth of life.
#What goes around comes around#
It's 2023, can we still wait for the author's update? Qaq
Many authors rarely come back once they leave for a long time. Time is like a bridge. Whether you can come back depends on whether you decide to stay and have a bowl of soup when passing by.
"Grandma, the article you read is not a scam." "Oh, thank you grandson for helping grandma read it."
Maybe after being away for a long time, even if I come back, the mood of writing is no longer as good as before. Maybe this book should be like this. These characters came to life in the author's pen, but they stopped abruptly.
555 Although I don't want to say anything unlucky, the author was already sick, and the epidemic happened to happen at that time. Now that the epidemic is over, I can't even leave a message, alas~
This article is still waiting for your update. I hope it will be updated in 2022!
Wuwuwuwu, I remember I read your article last year or the year before that. You took leave that day, but you never came back. Today, I suddenly thought of your article. I clicked on it with the attitude of giving it a try, and found that it was updated. I know that you are still safe. I am really happy.
It's been five years since I first wrote the article. I also went from junior high school to sophomore year. It's so fast [crying] [crying] [crying] [crying] [crying]
Dad, why don't you come back and have a look? Almost a year?
I don't know what to say. I'm about to graduate from high school. I collected this book when I was in the second grade of junior high school. It's a pity that it's still unfinished after so many years. I'm sorry. I hope you'll be in good health. I also wish you all the best. Good luck in the college entrance examination.
It's 2023, can we still wait for the author's update? Qaq
Many authors rarely come back once they leave for a long time. Time is like a bridge. Whether you can come back depends on whether you decide to stay and have a bowl of soup when passing by.
"Grandma, the article you read is not a scam." "Oh, thank you grandson for helping grandma read it."
Maybe after being away for a long time, even if I come back, the mood of writing is no longer as good as before. Maybe this book should be like this. These characters came to life in the author's pen, but they stopped abruptly.
555 Although I don't want to say anything unlucky, the author was already sick, and the epidemic happened to happen at that time. Now that the epidemic is over, I can't even leave a message, alas~
This article is still waiting for your update. I hope it will be updated in 2022!
Wuwuwuwu, I remember I read your article last year or the year before that. You took leave that day, but you never came back. Today, I suddenly thought of your article. I clicked on it with the attitude of giving it a try, and found that it was updated. I know that you are still safe. I am really happy.
It's been five years since I first wrote the article. I also went from junior high school to sophomore year. It's so fast [crying] [crying] [crying] [crying] [crying]
Dad, why don't you come back and have a look? Almost a year?
I don't know what to say. I'm about to graduate from high school. I collected this book when I was in the second grade of junior high school. It's a pity that it's still unfinished after so many years. I'm sorry. I hope you'll be in good health. I also wish you all the best. Good luck in the college entrance examination.