The Trench of Rebirth Is Inhumane

At the root of Fengdu City, ghosts chatted. Old Ghost A: My mother-in-law loved me very much. She would buy me meat every day when I was alive. Even after I died, she would bring vegetables to worship me during the New Year. Qinggui Yi: That said, my husband loves me more. I can swipe his salary card whenever I am alive, but he even burned me a pack of the latest cosmetics when I am dead. In such a circle, ghosts Bingding, Ding, Wuji, Gengxin all came around, and finally it was the turn of the little female ghost who looked like she was only in her teens and squatted in the corner. Old Ghost A: That's all, don't say it. You haven't enjoyed anything at a young age, and you don't even have a companion. Lin Xi: There was a man who bought me a street in front of the school when I was alive. After I died, he offered incense and invited me to eat three meals a day. He also built me ​​a paper-burning factory and burned paper for me around the clock. All the ghosts were shocked: What! You are the new richest man in Fengdu! Qing Guiyi weakly: Well, baby, is that person your father, your mother, or your partner? Lin Xi: She is my... Classmate. They are my classmates, just classmates, we... Haven't had time to do anything yet. And she could only watch Chu Yanran haggard day by day, but she couldn't give him a hug. Of course, that was before she got used to being the richest man in Fengdu and learned how to spend money well. Chu Yanran was reborn. She chose to seize the family property quickly, then transferred to another school, and met Lin Xi in advance. In this life, she wants Lin Xi to be happy and live a long life. However... Even if she tried every means and took every precaution, Lin Xi... Still died. The pain of losing again easily shattered Chu Yanran. Until one day, the green smoke she inserted in front of Lin Xi's memorial tablet twisted into a heart shape. Death is not the end, it may be the beginning. And our story will start from the day when school starts. [Campus in the early stage, ghosts in the later stage, sweet article, he] Intention: Never give up