Sick of dying and ready to fight back: a fiery little sweetheart x a gloomy, fragile "widower" terrified of losing his wife again
Ji Zhaoxing died again. This was the eleventh time.
All because she was the heroine of an old-school angst novel, doomed to die young after the hero tormented her body and heart.
And the only punishment the hero ever received was losing her forever.
Excuse me? Why? Why couldn't he die instead?
Get lost, all you hopeless romantics!
Ji Zhaoxing was reborn again and again, forced to relive the same torturous plot, and kept trying to fight fate.
And every time, she died at twenty-four.
Ji Zhaoxing smiled. Thanks for asking. I'm on my way to die again, and I'm so sick of dying.
Unable to change the ending, Ji Zhaoxing was so furious that, on her eleventh rebirth, she stabbed the hero and his white moonlight one after another, then promptly ended her own life.
When she was reborn again, the story seemed to have changed.
Wasn't she supposed to be tangled up in a passionate love-hate relationship with the hero?
Why was she suddenly engaged to his maternal uncle?
Her uncle-to-be, Xie Yushen, was tall and long-legged, with an erect posture and an exquisitely handsome face.
After so many passionate romances that had been nothing but torment, Ji Zhaoxing rubbed her chin. Great body, great looks. Sleeping with him would be a bargain.
She was going to die at twenty-four anyway. She might as well enjoy herself first!
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He watched from the shadows as his star orbited someone else,
watched her brilliant light slowly grow dim.
Some people could insincerely carve her name on her gravestone,
but he didn't even have the right to stand before her grave and mourn.
The plot held him captive. He could only watch his star fall, again and again, and his heart break, again and again.
When the countdown above her head went from twelve to one, he finally broke free of its control and could make his own choices.
He gathered his star into his arms.
Written on July 2, 2025. Screenshot saved.
Theme: Better to live on miserably than die well.
