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My sister went to a comic exhibition over the weekend, and someone gave her a box of cakes without ingredients as a gift. She was very happy. I looked at the opened box and the powder scattered around, and advised her not to eat it. My sister didn't listen and instead scolded me for being petty and suspicious. In desperation, for the safety of my whole family, I had to quietly throw the pastries out. What he got in exchange was a severe beating from the whole family. Half a month later, the news reported that the richest man put the engagement ring in the pastry and married the destined wife. Looking at roughly the same packaging, my sister got furious: "If you hadn't been so nosy, I would have been the one to marry a rich man." She pushed me off the 28th floor in a fit of rage. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn.

My younger brother never spits out the seeds when eating pomegranates, and he also likes to eat them mixed with yogurt. I warned him many times not to eat the two together as it could easily cause intestinal obstruction and make him vomit and defecate. Later, when he suffered from unbearable abdominal pain, he was forcibly taken to the hospital for intestinal resection to save his life. But after he recovered, he blamed me for turning him into an incomplete person and depriving him of his hobby of swallowing seeds. Together with my mother, they sold me into the mountains and died of torture. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day when my brother had colic.

At a class reunion, my wife subconsciously blocked the drink for her first love who had just returned to China. When the intimate photos of the two of them topped the trending search charts, I wanted to make an official announcement, but my wife said it was making a fuss out of a molehill. That night, I saw her first love updated a friend circle: [There are so many people around me, but you are always the one who is most in tune with me. ] He wanted to see me go crazy, but I just commented lightly: [If necessary, I can make way for you. ] Later, I chose to let it go, but my wife cried and said she regretted it.

When my wife reunited with Bai Yueguang after eight years, it was as if she was a different person. She began to speak sharply and took the initiative to expose her married status. She ignored the paparazzi and insisted on meeting Bai Yueguang. I thought she was just missing the past, until Bai Yueguang's child got leukemia, and she personally sent her daughter to the operating table. I know there's no going back.