Lu Xingzhi was reborn.
Reborn a few years ago, before everything happened.
In his last life, he lost his memory due to a car accident and fell in love with Zha Gong at first sight.
However, after impulsively confessing her love to Zha Gong, he was treated as Bai Yueguang's substitute.
Bai Yueguang, Zha Gong has a mole on the palm of his hand, and he is the favorite of his heart. Unfortunately, he was born with a disease and has been bedridden all year round and is in a coma. Zha Gong loves and pities her so much that he cannot go beyond it, and his heartache is unbearable.
Lu Xingzhi is pitiful.
She was just a bitch who was sent to her door. She was not cherished by others. Not only was she humiliated and abused by the scumbag, she was also used by him to transplant bone marrow for Bai Yueguang many times. She was poor and weak and could not bear the torture.
In the end, Bai Yueguang died, and Lu Xingzhi was kicked away by Zha Gong. He was hit by a car in the cold wind and rain, which was pitiful.
Fortunately, Lu Xingzhi was reborn.
However, it seems that the posture of rebirth is wrong.
It is true that he was reborn, but he became the delicate and frail Bai Yueguang who was bedridden all year round.
At this time, Bai Yueguang, although he was gasping for air every step of the way and his body was weak, he could still walk freely and breathe the beautiful air of the world.
Lu Xingzhi would never dare to mess with Zha Gong again. The strange and passionate love was also worn away by time, and there was not much left.
What he desperately wants now is to see his past self.
He wanted to, within the limited time, protect his past self, make up for him, and dedicate all the good things in the world to him.
However, something seems to be wrong with the development of things.
……
One day.
Lu Xingzhi covered his buttocks in horror. A strange feeling lingered for a long time.
What happened yesterday?
He was shocked, looking at his past self, slowly approaching the bed, getting closer and closer to him, and there was no way he could hide in the bed.
"Wait, wait, we, we yesterday..."
His past self narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his lips teasingly, leaned forward, slowly grabbed Lu Xingzhi's waist, and half-knelt on the bed.
An aggressive aura rushed toward him.
"What?" He blinked, "Are you talking about the little games we played on the bed yesterday? Judging from the way you were jumping around, it seems that you liked the little games yesterday."
"Let's continue." He snorted and pressed forward.
Lu Xingzhi was horrified: "No."
Wearing the white moonlight, bent on redeeming the past self's tortured mystery, drastic changes in temperament, and the attack of forced love on the present self
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