Offering flowers before the Buddha

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..."
A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

Nyoi-Bo Studio

Mysterious Revival

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A luxury SUV drove out of Dachang City towards a nearby small town.


Behind the wheel, Yang Jian supported his head with one hand on the steering wheel, watching the familiar road fly past while also pondering some matters.


Next to him in the passenger seat, Jiang Yan wore light makeup, dressed youthfully and beautifully with a faint smile on her lips, a stark contrast to her desperate, suicidal demeanor that morning. Although they hadn't spoken much on the road, her gaze kept stealing glances at Yang Jian now and then.


She felt that after today, her relationship with Yang Jian had taken a step closer, a milestone leap.


The car slowed down due to the number of vehicles and pedestrians on the roads of the county town.


"Are we home yet?" Jiang Yan asked eagerly.


Chapter 679: The Troublesome Cousin