Recently, Jiang Yue was entangled with an ignorant gangster who smoked and went to bars. She said she hated this kind of person very much. But on the day I transferred my recommended place to study at Harvard for a Ph. D. To her. But she followed that gangster to party in the bar. The bar accidentally caught fire. I risked my life to rescue her, and the bastard perished in the flames. "I didn't want to come because he forced me." Jiang Yue cried and threw herself into my arms. Later, Jiang Yue returned from her studies, but I died in a fire carefully designed by her. When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the day when I transferred my quota.
