Qi Yuan returned to the age of twenty after his death.
Back then, he hadn't yet been branded as jealous or abandoned by everyone. He lived an ordinary life, not exactly happy, but not all that bad either.
This time, he planned to stay far away from the people who had caused his death in his previous life. Who could have guessed that the farther he ran, the more tightly they pursued him?
And the world played a huge joke on him.
Looking at the weapon in his hand, identical to the one from his previous life, and the power that was so easy to misunderstand, he let out a quiet sigh.
Could someone tell him what was going on with this rebirth? Why were there some things he couldn't get rid of?
The little sickle finds its owner: >v<
Someone following the little sickle: ^_^
A few notes before reading:
A rewrite of an old story, with a new outline and character settings. You could say it's a new story.
As usual, updates every other day. I'll take a day off if something comes up.
I still love planting hints. Whether I remember to pay them off is another matter.
If you're interested, add it to your favorites~ (P.S. I'll only start writing it after I finish the other story.)
Theme: Face setbacks bravely
