After Rebirth, I Tore up the Poverty Alleviation Script with My Hands

On the wedding day, the fiancé died for his deceased first love. He left a thousand love poems for his first love, and he treasured half of an eraser, praising her as the light of his heaven. However, he left a suicide note saying that I was not worthy of entering his world. I was pushed down the stairs and fell to death by my paranoid mother-in-law who saw the suicide note. As soon as I opened my eyes, I returned to the university and decisively tore up the postgraduate application form I had written for him. Since I am not worthy of entering his world, let him and his sky rot and stink in their world.