The first time she saw him, the countdown on his lifespan read 365 days. She thought he would die in a year;
The second time they met, his lifespan had become 2,192 days in her eyes, extended by a full five years;
The third time, she guessed he might not be human, because his lifespan had stopped at 9,130 days...
He had far too many secrets. The moment he sought her out and asked her to make a "deal," her own remaining days began to dwindle rapidly...
At last, as torrential rain poured down, she lay bloodied beneath the dark night sky. He stood over her and held out his hand. His voice was so cold it seemed to come straight from hell, each word crystal clear:
"Are you willing to make a deal now?"
She was barely conscious. "What happens if I say yes?"
He said, "I can consider giving you a chance to keep living."
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But in reality...
One morning after she came back to life, the kitchen rang with the clatter of porcelain dishes smashing one after another...
Ci Nian had been asleep a moment ago. The next, she sprang upright in a fury and shouted from her room, "Hey! What are you doing in my house again?"
A certain person who would rather die than lose face stayed silent for a few seconds before stiffly replying, "Last night... didn't you say in your sleep that you wanted a fried egg?"
Ci Nian paused, then answered with indignant confidence, "That still doesn't mean you can come through my wall first thing in the morning!"
The man thought it over, then said candidly, "If you'd be willing to make me a new key, I can do you the courtesy of coming in through the front door tomorrow morning."
Ci Nian: …
[A girl whose remaining lifespan is known & a hell messenger with a crisis-triggered ability to loop through time]
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