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Many years later, Jiang Wantang still dreams about that evening. The sunset in the dream is rust-colored, like dried blood. She stood downstairs, looking up at the figure falling from the window. She wanted to reach out to pick it up, but her legs felt like lead. She couldn't catch him. She never caught him. Fortunately, God gave her a chance to make up for her mistakes. This time she would never let anyone hurt him in the slightest, and she would only give him her wholehearted love and protection.

After I was reborn as a boy, the first thing I did was go downstairs to the girls' dormitory and squat down to see who I was in my previous life. Seeing the girl in white washed jeans walking quickly with her head lowered, her heart trembled with pain. Her best friend was laughing loudly: "Your boyfriend said you kiss like a dead fish!" I stepped forward to stop them, leaned over and spoke gently to my former self: "Classmate, do you need help?" When she looked up, her eyes were as red as a rabbit. Later, I taught her how to fight back against scumbags and how to make rumormongers pay the price. Until she finally became confident and dazzling, she tilted her head and asked when I confessed: "Why are you so nice to me? Have we known each other before?" I looked into her clear eyes and almost blurted out - I am you.

On the morning of the third day after the wedding, Shen Qing found a small book in the study. She was looking for military books, but she accidentally knocked down this inconspicuous book in the corner of the bookshelf. The booklet was spread out on the ground, revealing the neat handwriting inside. \