Ye Yaoxi is so paranoid that she stays up all night playing games regardless of her health, just to find a perfect HE for the heroine through countless options and countless BEs!
After all, the heroine's happiness is her happiness_(:з∠)_
So God rewarded her by dressing up as the heroine in the latest ancient-style single-player non-all-age otome game on the market...
The unlucky heroine next to her who is always implicated by the yandere male protagonists.
She tried to pass the level in one life, but failed again and again.
It wasn't until the twenty-first reincarnation that something changed.
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That day she returned to the courtyard to pick up the sleeve handkerchief she had left behind.
The man standing in the court had clear eyes and a temperament as cold as frost. Even when he picked up her embroidered handkerchief and frowned and nodded, he was as elegant and calm as an immortal.
Ye Yaoxi likes him.
Twenty-one cycles, in a difficult situation, unable to survive or die.
If there is any hope, it is that I can meet him again in every reincarnation. Every time I dare to look far away and dare not get close, for fear of having too many delusional thoughts.
"How could Mr. Shen be tempted by me?"
"Keruo, I have already been attracted to you."
★1V1, SC, the female protagonist is Little Sun, the male protagonist is white and black★
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Shen Yanzhi always remembers from time to time that when he was thirteen years old, his teacher said that he was premature and wise, and his wisdom would be damaged if he was too wise. If he was too concerned about worldly things, it would become an obsession.
So he ignored everything and watched with cold eyes, using the world as a chess piece and the world as a chess game.
It wasn't until the girl poured a large bowl of concoction on him in a daze, and she stood there stunned for a while before she apologized to him in a panic.
He was still muttering something in his mouth that he couldn't understand: What a bad luck, why did he enter the BE line again...
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It's like a memory from a long time ago, but it feels like yesterday.
Her sweetheart stood in front of the corpse, with blood dripping from the sword in his hand and a pool of blood under his feet.
But he still had a gentle smile, and even if he was stained with sporadic blood, it would not affect his elegant appearance at all.
He raised his left hand and stroked the girl's cheek with his smooth fingertips, trapping her within the square inch.
"Yao Yao, you can't escape this time."
Then, he said in a deep voice.
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Purpose: Have hope and never give up in the face of adversity