"You stared at me for three minutes and twenty-eight seconds."
Lin Xia turned the utility knife, and the tip of the knife was stained with rubber shavings, like the blood scab that had solidified on her wrist in the previous life.
Cheng Mian was reborn as a senior in high school and found that everything was happening again:
Lin Xia's X-ray showed butterfly-shaped shadows in her lungs - the same as her mother before she died.
There are 37 sugar-paper cranes on the windowsill - exactly her weight in kilograms
The cicada wings in the biological specimen room marked with two people's names - the date is the day of the graduation ceremony
The scariest thing is the sketchbook:
Under the countdown to "D-180", people wearing unreleased school uniforms were drawn jumping off the building - while Lin Xia was cutting out railing patterns with a utility knife.
"It's my choice this time." Lin Xia smiled like a tiger when she burned the diary. The flames reflected the butterfly birthmark under the collarbone. "Do you think it will hurt when the cicada dies?"
When Cheng Mian finally tore open the package of Skittles——
The antidepressants wrapped inside have long been replaced with real candies.
"If saving you is a futile effort, I am willing to be your accomplice."
Concept: Some deaths are not tragedies, but romances set by species.