Dressed as a female supporting character in a sadistic novel, she slaps the heroine when she appears. I knelt down, my forehead bleeding, and I hugged the heroine's thigh and cried until I was shaking: "Sister, please forgive me."
There is an extra "desire to survive system" in my mind. Every time I sell miserably, I can continue to live, but the price is to forget a memory of the original world - in the end, I will forget who I am. But there are only 72 hours left to live.
So, the male protagonist glared at me, and I fainted to show him. The heroine was cold to me, but I cried until her heart softened. The villain wanted to kill the heroine, so I rushed to block the knife for him. I turned back and smiled at him: "Brother, you owe me two lives now."
Later, the male protagonist put the sword across my neck: "What are you trying to do?" I trembled and replied, "To live." He put away the sword: "Then marry me and I will keep you alive."
The system exploded on the spot - the male protagonist's heart rate exploded, and the script drifted from a sadistic story to a sweet pet story!
I looked at the memory fragment balance and said to the system: "Let him drift. I would rather forget who I am, and let him fall in love with me."
