When my broken right leg made my husband sick for the 99th time, he covered his mouth and rushed out of the house without hesitation. I limped hard and chased him to the doctor's lounge, but I heard the sound of thunder and fire hitting the ground between men and women inside. "Yuanyuan, I don't want that cripple to become a little cripple again. Can you give me a child, okay?" Hearing this, I pinched my right leg that was crippled because of him, and suddenly my heart was filled with despair. When I got home, I took off my wedding photos in anger and smashed them to the ground. Suddenly, there was a power outage at home. The next moment, a clear voice sounded in the darkness along with the thunder outside the window. "Are you... 30-Year-old Xu Qinghe?" I turned around suddenly, and when I saw that familiar but still green face, my whole body felt like it was struck by lightning. The young man's eyes were clear and bright. When he met my gaze, he smiled brightly: "I am 17-year-old Jiang Baiqi." "I made a wish to the gods to see our happy future." Seeing his eyes full of joy, my eyes changed from confusion to determination. I avoided his outstretched hand and spoke coldly. "We will not be happy at the age of 30, so, 17-year-old Jiang Baiqi... Please be sure to leave my world!"
