The candlelight flickered, I held one end of the wishing bone in my hand, stared at her face, and slowly closed my eyes.
I silently recited in my mind:
If I could go back in time, I hope that I would be the one who died that day.
"Click"——
The wishing bone made a soft cracking sound.
I have made countless wishes in my life, in front of the Buddhist hall, in the light of birthday candles, in the ringing of New Year's Eve bells, and under the unexpected shooting stars.
Only this time, it came true.
Demining in advance, please enter the pit as appropriate:
1. First-person narration, the main text is from the perspective of the male protagonist, Extras 1 and 2 are from the perspective of the female protagonist, and Extra 3 is from the perspective of the second male protagonist.
2. Abuse articles, mainly to abuse men.
3. The ending of the main text is be, and the extra chapter is he.
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Concept: Every love is precious
