"This is the 101st time, we can't fail again!" Buyao jumped off the cliff skillfully.
The 101st time is fate, reincarnation, never-ending.
This time is her last chance.
"I am depraved, I am desperate, I am sad, I am cowardly, I am stupid, I deceive myself and others, and I moan for no reason."
"But these are the me the past 100 times"
"Now, I am me for the 101st time"
"Will you wait for me?"
"You will wait for me."
She lifted up the ink-colored gauze and looked up at the bright moon. With a crescent moon, the fragile white body seemed to be swallowed up by the night.
Although they have nothing in their hands, they will meet under the same sky one day.
As an aside, look for surprises with the names of supporting characters and protagonists.
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