乌鸦夜影

“Qingqing, I know I was wrong. I won’t be indifferent to you anymore. Just come back, and I will do anything for you!”
Looking at the series of long message essays sent by Gu Pei on my phone, I decisively blocked this jerk whom I once regarded as my true love.
Reborn, I will never make the same mistake again!
In my previous life, as the daughter of the richest man, I foolishly groveled at the feet of the son of our family’s servant.
To marry him, I brought him into my father’s company, giving him a million-dollar annual salary.
But he hollowed out the company, sent me to a mental hospital, and used my money to support other women.
That day, I stood on the hospital rooftop, crying and begging him to take me home.
Instead, he brought Shen Meng to humiliate me, telling me to hurry up and die.
It turns out, he always just saw me as a lunatic.
I gave him my all, only to move myself.
I jumped down, and when I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the time when I was crazily pursuing Gu Pei in high school.


After I Died, I Found Out I Was the Heart's Desire of the Noble Buddhist of Beijing

When I arrived at the class on Monday, I was the last one to get there.


As soon as I got back to my seat, Gu Pei came to find me with a cold expression.


He wanted to pull me out to talk, obviously still wanting to save some face.


When I liked him, he was a radiant treasure in my eyes.


But now that I don't like him, he's just a roadside weed, whether trampled or cherished, it has nothing to do with me.


"If there's anything to say, just say it here."


It seemed only at this moment did Gu Pei truly realize that I really don't like him anymore.


"Surely you're not stupid, otherwise, ask every classmate around, the whole school knows I liked you."


The light in Gu Pei's eyes sparked again, he wanted to reach out to grab me.


I moved away, turning my head to look at Shen Meng.


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