Text third person
It's so ridiculous that my official wife was snatched away by someone. Obviously I knew him earlier, but after all, it can't be compared to meeting someone else at a glance.
She was a book wearer, which catalyzed the conflict between Jun Zhe and I. On the day Jun Zhe and she got married, I wore the wedding dress I bought when I was young and jumped off the Yingyue Platform alone with my old dreams in the whistling mountain wind.
Before I died, I seemed to hear a cold voice calling my name
I got a chance to be reborn. I went back to the age of twelve. The memory of my previous life has been blurred. I don't remember that person. I just want to live well with my mother.
But at some point a good-looking boy moved in next door, and my mother liked him very much.
My constitution attracts monsters, and he catches monsters for me. I don't like to laugh, but he clumsily collects jokes and tells them to me. He also embroiders a green skirt for me, saying that he loves the grass everywhere.
But every time I see him, my heart hurts, and I have some weird dreams, all related to him, so I don't like him and deliberately stay away from him.
Half asleep at night, a cold voice lingered in my ears, pleading: "Zhi Zhi, please don't think of me, please don't leave me. +"
Ps: The ending of the previous life is be, and the ending of this life is he. The previous life is not short.
The girl who wears books is not a bad person, and she does not follow the path of slap-in-the-face and cool writing.
I love both the male and female protagonists, and I won't be partial to anyone. I abused both of them in my previous life, so I will abuse the male protagonist more in this life. Let's chase my wife in the crematorium.
Purpose: cherish the present moment