Leo Harrington

I and my best friend traveled to six years later. 
She married her university crush yet faced a crisis with his first love, while I married my lifelong rival and have a child. 
... Life is unmanageable! 
Later, we both planned to jump into the sea together. 
Unexpectedly, both of our husbands arrived simultaneously. 
One knelt on durians, the other was holding a baby. 
Best friend: "Cheap grass!" 
Best friend's husband: "It's all a misunderstanding!" 
I was thinking of my lines, when my husband suddenly let go of the child. 
My daughter stumbled towards me: "Mom, your favorite durian!"

Transmigrated with My Bestie Six Years Later

At night, Zhou Yiming and I lay awkwardly on the same bed—because the guest room here was locked from the inside, and Niannian's bed couldn't fit an adult like me.


Zhou Yiming's breathing was not even, clearly indicating he was awake.


I was also wide awake, having to guard against him suddenly pulling me for a session.


Just as I thought of getting some melatonin, thinking he wouldn't poke me in his sleep, my hand touched the bedside table switch.


The sound of pillow friction came from beside me.


Finally realizing something was wrong, I fumbled and pulled out the stuff from the bedside table.


A pointed anti-inflammatory pen, an open box of a hundred condoms, and a lubricant longer than my life...


"...Misunderstanding, I don't want to do it."


I locked the bedside table and decided to pretend to be dead.


Chapter 7