I Have Six Chances to Be Reborn

Song Xueli, an extremely dangerous patient with a high attack level, escaped from the Genius Psychiatric Hospital.

Unlucky for her, she was hit by a car and killed as soon as she got out.

When she opened her eyes, she was in a place called the "Underworld Palace Branch Office: Reincarnation Services."

In the gloomy Underworld Palace, the underworld's overworked lackeys were typing away.

One of them flashed her a big white-toothed grin and told her that, since she had been a highly virtuous benefactor in one of her past lives, she now had two choices.

1. Go be reborn.

2. Start over.

Song Xueli decisively chose option 2.

Song Xueli had a secret: she had secretly watched one person across several lifetimes.

That person had black hair and wore white shirts. He was strikingly handsome, a genius who seemed impossibly out of reach to ordinary people, like a flower growing on a mountaintop.

The first time Song Xueli met him, he had been invited back to his alma mater to give a speech as the school's pride. Standing at the podium in a white shirt and black pants, he told her to study hard.

The wind carried a fresh floral scent through the air. Song Xueli, however, thought he was so boring it was laughable, and shot him a pair of eye rolls.

The second time Song Xueli saw him was on a rooftop. He was leaning against the railing and smoking. When he saw her, he smiled and asked if she minded him smoking.

She didn't hear a word he said, too busy staring at his crimson lips.

Suddenly, she thought that maybe this narcissus wasn't so boring after all.

He looked delicious. Song Xueli narrowed her eyes and licked her lips.

Later, this person lay in a bathtub forever, his blood staining the entire tub red. The blood spilling from his body flowed through the bathtub like liquid made from brilliant rubies. Song Xueli stood beyond the yellow line, expressionless as she stared at his corpse, feeling a little regretful. If she'd known he was going to die, she should have made her move sooner.

Back at sixteen, Song Xueli carried a hammer and knocked on his door.

I've come to take you home, my narcissus.

The heroine is mentally ill. A crazy person.

Theme: Let's live on together