Author: Momo Chan

The school was being renovated over the summer, and my classmates asked me, the class monitor, where they should store their luggage. I coldly told them to figure it out themselves. Why? Because in my past life, I kindly let my classmates store their luggage in my home. But when the new semester started, the entire class accused me of stealing a huge amount of valuables. My grad school recommendation was revoked, my personal information was leaked online, leading to cyberbullying, and my parents, who lived in the countryside, died tragically on their way to testify for me. As I wept over my parents’ bodies, my classmates laughed and said: “We were just joking. Who knew you’d take it seriously? You’re the class monitor, can’t you take a joke? Don’t be the monitor if you can’t handle it.” Disheartened and before I could prove my innocence, I was humiliated and killed by homeless men who broke into my home. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment my classmates asked me how to handle their luggage. 1 “Monitor, the school’s notice was too sudden. We aren’t prepared at all. With so much luggage, we can’t move it anytime soon. As the monitor, think of something for us.” Looking at my classmate Liam, who was waiting for my answer with an expectant face, I suddenly clenched my fists. Anger kept bubbling up in my heart. I pinched my palm hard to stabilize myself. I didn’t expect to be reborn. Thinking of the slander and insults poured on me in my past life, I wished I could go crazy right there and question why Liam and his gang accused me of stealing a huge amount of property. But I couldn’t. Because nothing has happened yet, and I have no evidence. I took a deep breath. “Although the school’s notice was urgent, there’s a shipping station right at the gate. You can just ship it home.” I spoke coldly. The shipping station had opened downstairs in the dorm building. Anyone with a brain would know what to do, yet they came to ask me. “Huh? But my home is out of state. It costs too much to ship. Monitor, you know my family situation. Can you help me?” Another classmate, Rachel, clasped her hands together and spoke pitifully. She was a student on financial aid. As the monitor, I took care of her. Usually, if there was a collective expense, I paid for her. I even fought for her financial aid this semester with the counselor. But in my past life, she slandered me the most. Not only did she leak my personal information first, but she also started a livestream to complain, saying I, the monitor, secretly forced her to give me money. At that time, her eyes were vicious, wishing she could bite a piece of meat off me, completely different from this weak and bullyable appearance now. Chills ran down my spine. I shook my head calmly. “How much money you spend isn’t my concern. Anyway, you must pack up before the holidays. If you leave things in the dorm and lose them, you bear the responsibility.” As soon as these words came out, wailing ensued. Especially Rachel; she never thought I would refuse her. She wanted to say something more, but another voice appeared. “Oh, what’s there to worry about? Our monitor’s family is rich. She has a small apartment near the school. Everyone can just put their things there. The monitor always likes to help others; she definitely won’t refuse us, right, Monitor?” I looked up at the owner of the voice. My best friend, Faye. She affectionately held my arm and directed the classmates to move their luggage. “Liam, you put the luggage in the small bedroom later. Rachel, yours goes in the storage room. The rest of the classmates can put theirs in the living room; it’s quite big there.” After Faye finished speaking, she remembered I was the owner of the house. She smiled embarrassedly. “Sorry, Monitor. I just thought the house is empty anyway, might as well use it to help classmates. Besides, didn’t you plan this long ago? The classmates and I will be very grateful to you!” With a wave of Faye’s hand, Liam led people to start cheering. In my past life, it was like this too. The house my parents bought for me was treated by Faye as her own. Without even asking me, she arranged everything on her own initiative. It’s just that I did have this intention in my past life, so I didn’t stop it. In this life, I won’t seek my own death. “No, that’s my house. You have no right to put things in it.” 2 As I spoke, I forcefully pulled my arm out of Faye’s embrace. “And you, Faye. If I remember correctly, you still have my house key. Give it back to me now, lest something happens to my house and you can’t explain it.” I remember clearly after my accident in my past life, Faye looked like she was explaining for me, but in reality, every word she said put me on the roasting rack. The house my parents bought me became something I got from being a mistress. My parents living in the countryside was twisted by Faye into me feeling ashamed of them. Even my grad school recommendation, Faye said I got it through shady means. And to think Faye and I grew up together; I treated her like my own sister. I was trembling with anger, my face black as thunder, but no one cared about me. Especially Faye; she blinked, and two lines of tears fell. “I just wanted to help the classmates solve their problems. Was it necessary to speak so harshly to me?! And you forced the key on me back then; I didn’t ask for it. I’ll give it back to you now!” Faye said, fishing a key out of her pocket and throwing it viciously at my feet. I bent down to pick it up nonchalantly. This was the effect I wanted. Who knows how many copies of a key there can be? I just wanted Faye to break up with me on the spot. This way, Faye wouldn’t be able to do anything disadvantageous to me under my banner. Others seeing Faye treated like this by me only thought I was crazy, especially Liam. He had a crush on Faye. Seeing his goddess wronged, he couldn’t hold back first. He yelled at me. “Gwen, you are the monitor! You should be responsible for us classmates! Faye was just thinking from our perspective. How can you treat her like this? Do you have a conscience?” Seeing this, Rachel chimed in from the side. “Exactly, Faye just wanted to help us. What did she do wrong? On the contrary, you rely on having some money to look down on us. Who knows where your money comes from!” Rachel’s words were like a sharp sword piercing my heart, instantly igniting my anger. “I earned my money by working part-time! It has nothing to do with you, nothing to do with Faye! The house is mine too! Helping you is a favor; not helping you is my duty. If you keep making trouble, don’t blame me for being impolite! If you’re not convinced, go find the counselor. If you think I’m not a competent monitor, I can tell you clearly, I quit!” 3 I hadn’t wanted to be this monitor for a long time. Working myself to death helping classmates, only to be thought of as taking all the benefits because I was the monitor. But if they looked closely, they would know that since I became monitor, whether it was scholarships, financial aid, or awards, my name was never on the list. The only grad school recommendation was awarded to me by the school leaders after I won awards in various competitions. Liam and the others were stunned by my appearance. He looked at me awkwardly. “We just thought putting it in your house would be convenient. We didn’t force you. Is it necessary to take it so seriously? Worst case, we won’t put it there.” Liam hemmed and hawed, and Rachel was also reluctant on the side. “Exactly, other monitors sacrifice themselves for others, but you fuss over every little thing. That’s your house; if you don’t let us go, we won’t go. It’s not like we have to.” I laughed out loud at their behavior. Listening to this, it sounded like it was my fault for not lending it to them. If it were someone else with thin skin or high moral standards, they might have agreed. But after living a past life, I knew this was just a facade they deliberately put on. As long as I let them in, I would still be screwed over by them. I took a deep breath. “That’s good. If you have nothing else, hurry up and move.” After saying this, I left without looking back. I hadn’t packed my things yet; I didn’t have time to mess around with them. Moreover, I had to hurry to install surveillance cameras and change the locks on the house. In my past life, I was too naive, thinking everyone had been classmates for three years. After giving the house to them, I didn’t think of installing cameras, so when they poured dirty water on me in the end, I couldn’t even produce evidence. But before I could do these things, the counselor called me. Looking at the counselor in front of me, I looked incredulous. “Counselor, you mean let me give up the house for them to store luggage? But this is my house; I have to live there for my internship during the holidays.” The counselor looked troubled. “I know this is a bit difficult, but there’s no other way. The school is being renovated, and the students really have nowhere to put their luggage. If you didn’t have a house, it would be fine, but the Dean found out you have a house. You know the Dean’s character; he likes helping others the most. If you don’t listen to him, what about your grad school spot?” The counselor sighed. I froze in place. This was something that hadn’t happened in my past life, leaving me somewhat helpless. The counselor was right. I only had the qualification for recommendation; the specific quota would be decided next semester. After all, the Dean is the Dean. If he really wants to block me, it’s simple. However, it’s true the Dean likes to help others, but how did he know I have a house, and why did he insist I hand it over? I didn’t understand, wanting to ask the counselor, but he shook his head too. Instead, a teacher gossiping nearby spoke up. “Maybe Faye from your class told the Dean? Isn’t she taking the Dean’s elective course? I heard the Dean likes her very much.” My hair stood on end instantly. The teacher’s words reminded me. In my past life, Faye was the first to tell me my recommendation qualification was cancelled. At that time, I was too busy to take care of myself, and I felt the sky collapse when I heard the news. Thinking about it now, I, the party involved, hadn’t received any news, so how did Faye know so quickly? 4 I walked out of the office with heavy steps. Just as I reached the door of the house, I saw Faye, Liam, and the others smiling. Their luggage was piled messily at the door. Seeing me, they looked like hungry wolves seeing food. Liam spoke triumphantly. “Monitor, you said you wouldn’t let us move our luggage here, but you still have to open the door obediently. Don’t complain. The Dean ordered you. Besides, you are the monitor; you should serve the class. Don’t worry, next semester, we’ll still let you be the monitor.” As Liam spoke, he gestured for me to take out the key. Seeing me move slowly, he impatiently grabbed the key and unlocked the door himself. Seeing this, the others didn’t say a word to me but thanked Liam for opening the door instead. The newly renovated house instantly became messy because of this luggage. Liam made himself at home, turning on all the appliances. Without even taking off his shoes, he took a few boys to my bed to play video games. Rachel pointed and commented on my decoration, greed almost drowning her eyes. I was trembling with anger but could only stand there watching. Because besides these classmates, our Dean was also there. He stood with Faye. Even knowing I was waiting on the side, he didn’t give me a good face. In the end, he patted Faye’s shoulder with relief. “You did very well in this matter. Thinking for the school and the class is what a good student should do. Unlike some people, who enjoy the school’s resources but don’t treat the school as home!” The Dean was imposing. He wanted to say more but was interrupted by Faye to smooth things over. The Dean only left after the students had packed up their things. And in all this time, I only got a dissatisfied look from the Dean. Suppressing the anger in my heart, I walked up to Faye. Her luggage was also moved here. Unlike others throwing theirs on the floor, she stuffed her luggage into my closet like the owner, throwing my original clothes on the floor. “What’s wrong, Gwen? Are you still unhappy because classmates moved their luggage to your house? But we are classmates; mutual help is expected. If you fuss about it more, you’ll seem petty.” As soon as Faye finished speaking, Liam began to agree loudly. “Exactly, exactly. We didn’t hold anything against you originally. If you keep holding onto this, don’t blame us for complaining to the Dean.” I twitched the corner of my mouth. The Dean only came once, and they treated him as a savior, even threatening me with this. Faye’s move was really good. I looked at Faye; she still had that innocent look. But having been with her for so long, how could I not know Faye was waiting for me to make a scene? Although I haven’t figured out exactly what Faye wants to do, I won’t just go along with her wishes. I glanced imperceptibly at the surveillance camera installed just today. The camera was hidden. Liam and the others hadn’t seen it since they came in. I laughed out loud, speaking amidst Faye’s astonished gaze. “How could that be? Like Faye said, we are classmates; mutual help is expected. My house, you guys live freely.” “However.”

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I was the fake heiress, switched at birth. When my wealthy parents finally laid eyes on their biological son, they immediately wanted to bail. “Why is he a street thug? Abort mission! Let’s get out of here!” I had no choice but to take matters into my own hands. I forced the “Real Young Master” into a strict rehabilitation program. I whipped him into shape—literally—until he became a National Champion. Later, when I tried to retire from my duties, the boy signed all the family assets over to me and cried like a baby: “You said you’d manage me for a lifetime! One year less, one month less, even one hour less doesn’t count as a lifetime!” 1 After discovering I was the accidental heiress switched at birth, my dad and mom took me to see their biological son. In a dark alley, the school’s notorious bad boy was fighting ten guys at once. He sent a group of dyed-hair delinquents howling in pain. The three of us crouched behind a dumpster, watching the fire from the other side of the river. My dad frowned, adjusting his bespoke suit. “Why is he a hoodlum?” My mom immediately started retreating. “I feel like one of his punches could kill three of me! Let’s go, let’s go!” I blocked their path. “But he’s your biological son!” My cold, CEO father looked at him with disdain. “So what if he’s biological? The Sterling family doesn’t raise idlers.” My socially anxious, avoidant mother looked terrified. “Forget it, forget it… I can’t accept a son this big popping up out of nowhere… let’s just figure out how to compensate him later…” The Sterling family had raised me as the heir since childhood—perfect grades, perfect manners. Meanwhile, the “Real Young Master” grew up with a chaotic single mom and became a problem child. And now, his biological parents were rejecting him. I imagined myself in his shoes. He was too pitiful. I had nightmares all night. In my dream, the bad boy was crying tears of blood: “Who stole my trust fund baby life?!” I woke my parents up at 3 AM for a family meeting: “Don’t get involved yet. I’m going to go meet him first.” 2 I transferred schools. From a prestigious private academy to a public high school. I became desk mates with the bad boy. His name was Hunter Thorne. He had sharp, intense features and a rebellious streak. He looked exactly like my CEO dad. So, upon our first meeting, I had a slip of the tongue. “Daddy…” Hunter looked at me coldly. “Thanks for the offer, but I’m not into that kink.” Me: “…” Assessment complete. He’s a “Cinnamon Roll” disguised as a tough guy. During recess, I saw Hunter pull a bag of white powder out of his backpack. He tilted his head and dumped it straight into his mouth. It’s over. The kid is on drugs. Just as I was about to call 911, Hunter started beating his chest, gasping for water. Turns out, he was dry-scooping cheap protein powder. And accidentally cemented his throat shut. The poor kid had no money for meat, so he relied on off-brand powder for nutrition. From then on, I brought him bento boxes every day. Fresh, healthy, high-protein meals. Hunter actually ate them obediently. He asked me with a meaningful look, “You’re fattening me up. What’s the endgame?” I said sincerely, “You look too skinny. I just want you to eat better.” He suddenly lifted his T-shirt, revealing a rock-hard eight-pack. “I’m shredded, okay? I just look slim in clothes.” My eyes accidentally drifted downward. My tired eyes instantly widened into copper bells! Wow, so big… so white… Cough, I mean, his T-shirt. 3 The first quiz ended. I looked at his grades. I almost passed out. Luckily, he was a Tier 1 MMA athlete. Maybe he could get a sports scholarship. But Hunter said he didn’t care about college. “Better if I don’t get in. After high school, I’ll just work construction.” I said that wouldn’t do. “I’ll help you get into a top university, okay? I’ll pay tuition, plus give you a $2,000 monthly allowance.” His comprehension skills were truly unique. “You want to be my sugar mama?” I said earnestly, “I just want to help a classmate in need. You can pay me back when you’re successful.” The guy in the front row turned around. “Sarah… actually, I really need help too…” Hunter kicked the back of his chair. “Scram!” The entire row was too scared to look back again. He glanced at me sideways. “You sponsoring anyone else?” I shook my head. “Only you.” The corners of his mouth twitched up so hard he couldn’t suppress it. For the first time all semester, the slacker opened a textbook. “I just suddenly feel like studying. It’s definitely not for anyone in particular~” Me: “…” 4 To facilitate the plan, I bought the apartment across from Hunter’s. It was a rundown unit in the projects, not expensive. Just a few hundred grand. When I moved in alone, I made a lot of noise on purpose. Hunter’s door opened. A middle-aged woman in a cheap camisole opened the door. When she smiled, her teeth were yellowed from smoke. A cigarette dangled from her lips. “New neighbor?” A sharp pain hit my heart. This was my biological mother. All these years, Hunter had suffered in my place. I extended my hand. “Hi Auntie, my name is Sarah Sterling. I’m a junior at North High.” “Eh? My son is a junior too! What class are you in?” At that moment, Hunter’s tall frame squeezed out from behind his mom. He looked at me in shock, the tips of his ears turning red. “Look at you, why are you so desperate following me home~” Me: “…” 5 I was invited to dinner at Hunter’s. It was 100 degrees, but they wouldn’t turn on the AC until I arrived. Hunter opened the cupboard to get me snacks. Suddenly, he let out a shonen anime protagonist scream: “Damn rats! The cursed rats! They ate a hole in my Buldak noodles!!” What a sin. What kind of hard life was the Young Master living? I wiped a tear of sympathy. His mom was shocked. “The highest level of love is pity. You must really like our Hunter, huh?” I waved my hands frantically. “No, no!” Hunter looked both moved and embarrassed. “Mom, don’t be so direct, she’s shy~~” I was anxious. “Really, I’m not!!” His mom issued a command. “You’re still students. Talk about liking each other after the SATs.” Hunter looked reluctant. “Oh.” I was relieved. Knowing Hunter loved MMA, I told him I’d support his dream. Find the best coaches. Fly him around the world for matches. I’d also help him with his academics. I said, “I hope Hunter can go to a good college, have a career he loves, and live a happy life.” I promised, “As long as I have the ability, I can be responsible for him… for life.” I looked up. Mother and son were crying like teakettles. Hunter looked at the ceiling, wiping tears. “To plan so far ahead for me… she really loves me to death!” Because he was so deep in his own delusions, my explanation felt incredibly pale: “Bro, I really don’t…” 6 My move caused too much commotion. Grandpa found out. I finally convinced him to come take a look. But as soon as the car stopped, we saw Hunter. He had stolen a neighbor’s new cockroach costume. He was currently crawling on the ground, chasing people. Singing: “For you~ I become a roach~” My grandpa immediately told the driver to turn around. His old face was full of disgust. “Granddaughter, come home! I’m afraid that idiot is contagious!!” Me: “…” No. I have to train this embarrassing guy properly!

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The year I was most oblivious, my gloomy childhood sweetheart always wanted kisses. He said kisses could alleviate his “Violent Disorder.” At first, he just touched his lips to mine lightly. Later, he smashed everything in the house, driving me away with red eyes: “This time, I need something deeper to feel better. I don’t want to force you. Leave!” Just as I was about to leave, bullet comments (danmu) floated before my eyes: [Wow, this Green Tea childhood friend is built different after rebirth. So competitive and possessive. Afraid the ‘destined’ male lead will steal our baby girl, so he fakes a disorder to scam kisses.] [But this Green Tea friend is way better than the domineering CEO. He’s young, devoted, has an eight-pack and a stamina engine, and is super skilled.] [Damn, I really want to see the scene where he takes off his hearing aid in bed and pretends not to hear her begging for mercy…] [Cough, not that we’re dirty, but compared to that CEO who only gets stomach aches and can’t communicate, the Green Tea wolf-dog offers way more ‘happiness’.] My feet were instantly nailed to the floor. I’m not leaving. Nothing special, just want to see exactly how skilled he is. No… I mean, I want to know why he was reborn. 1 I stared blankly at the comments floating in the air for a while. Childhood friend reborn, faking illness, scamming kisses. And a destined domineering CEO? It took me a moment to realize “Baby Girl” referred to me. I wanted to find out the truth. I turned to look at the handsome boy in the black windbreaker. Silas stared at me, his narrow peach blossom eyes bloodshot: “Why haven’t you left yet?” Just as I was about to speak, transparent text appeared again: [Green Tea Bro, your heart went cold when she turned to leave just now, but now that she stayed, you must be secretly dying of joy.] I stepped over the mess on the floor, walked up to Silas, and leaned in to ask: “The ‘deeper’ you mentioned, which kind is it?” 2 Silas didn’t expect me to be so direct. His ears, adorned with hearing aids, turned blood red. But I still underestimated Silas’s initiative. His gaze swept aggressively from my eyes to my ears, finally settling on my soft lips. Silas and I grew up together. In my memory, he was the cool, distant school heartthrob. But starting last year, his personality suddenly changed. He became gloomy and violent, smashing things at the drop of a hat. And he became very bold… Like now, he pressed close to my ear, his voice low and raspy: “This time, just kissing isn’t enough.” “Jane, I want… you.” People always get busy when flustered. I fake coughed and pushed him away. Seeing my silence, Silas’s slightly upturned eyes filled with moisture, looking at me pitifully: “Forget it, just go!” “It’s really hard for me when the episodes hit.” “It’s okay if I suffer. I don’t want to force you.” The comments couldn’t hold back: [Being reborn really changes a man. Fighting, snatching, and playing the victim.] [If you were this proactive in your past life, how could the CEO have stolen her away?] Reading the text, I sat down on the sofa. Playing the victim, huh? I wanted to see if he actually dared. “Fine,” I said. “Go get ready.” While Silas was shocked, the comments exploded: [Wait… she actually agreed?] [Baby Girl, do you know what Silas means by ‘wanting you’?] 3 I’m nineteen, of course I know what it means. I just know Silas too well. I bet he wouldn’t dare. When Silas came out of the shower, I was stunned. He was wearing a sheer white shirt and white pants. The boy’s broad shoulders, powerful waist, firm chest, and tight abs were all visible. The mix of youthful innocence and blood-pumping physique made my heart race instantly. What’s the difference between this and wearing nothing? I swallowed hard. Eight-pack confirmed. The comments didn’t lie. My unpromising gaze drifted downward. The sexy V-line stopped right at the waistband. So slutty~ The comments were even more excited than me: [Holy sh*t, so… so… big…] [This kid wore white on purpose. Pure seduction. So scheming.] [If the pants were a bit more sheer, we’d love it even more.] I was blushing and heart-pounding. Afraid Silas would get real, I stood up in a panic to leave. Silas suddenly hugged my waist from behind. I could feel his heat through the fabric. “Jane.” He lowered his head, his hot lips pressing against my fair neck. After leaving a hickey, he nuzzled my neck like a pitiful puppy: “Can you help me relieve it?” I went weak all over from his kisses. My hands supported me weakly on the dining table. Turning my head, I met his red-rimmed peach blossom eyes. My heart skipped several beats. Silas stared at me intensely, his long fingers ambiguously rubbing my lips, his voice so sultry my ears could get pregnant: “I’ll take responsibility.” “Try it with me.” He looked at me deeply, his fresh breath spraying on my face, tingling. I’m only nineteen; I can’t resist the seduction of such a top-tier succubus! No wonder the comments said he was super skilled. My legs were jelly. I was too shy to answer. Unexpectedly, the comments said: [This is just the beginning. If he wasn’t afraid of scaring her, he wouldn’t need appetizers!] [He held back for a lifetime in his past life. A man who held back for a lifetime is terrifyingly strong.] [Try it, Baby Girl. Once you taste the childhood friend, you won’t be interested in other men.] I blushed crimson. Biting my lip: “Go to the room.” Silas kissed my earlobe and picked me up. The bedroom door was kicked open. The soft mattress sank as we fell onto it. Silas’s hot fingertips traced the lining of my dress, his warm palm fitting naturally. While kissing me, he reached to open the nightstand drawer. Just as I was losing consciousness from his kisses, he suddenly stopped. The comments rolled with disappointment: [Didn’t know to buy those things in advance?] [Forget it, can’t blame him. He had a crush for a lifetime in his past life, never needed them.] Silas and I looked at each other. The tips of his ears were red: “I’ll go buy some. Back soon.” When he got up, I grabbed his hand: “I’ll go with you.” I have to follow him. The comments kept mentioning a past life but didn’t say why. Why was Silas reborn? What happened to me in the past life? Following him might reveal more truth. Coming out of the convenience store, the window of a Maybach parked on the roadside slowly lowered. A man in a suit, refined and cold, looked at me with burning eyes. The way he looked at me was strange, complicated. Heavy, affectionate, painful, and filled with guilt too thick to dissolve. But we clearly didn’t know each other. Confused. The comments rolled frantically: [Ahhh, the Shura Field (battlefield of love) is here!] [The ex-husband from the past life, Liam Zhou, is also reborn and back for blood.] [One is the humble childhood crush who planned for a long time after rebirth, the other is the ex-husband from a past life of arranged marriage turned true love then tragic misunderstanding.] [I can’t take it. CEO Zhou looks so authoritative in a suit. Worthy of being the older man. The look he gave Jane is killer.] Silas’s knuckles turned white gripping the shopping bag. [Tsk tsk, look at that jealous wolf-dog gaze from Silas. He wants to knife Liam.] [The destined guy is back. Baby Girl won’t give up on the childhood friend, right?] [Are they gonna fight?] As the comments faded, the noble man stepped out of the car. Under bespoke suit pants, a pair of straight long legs walked towards me step by step. 4 I curiously examined the man walking towards me. The comments said: [Liam Zhou, 27, financial mogul, head of the Zhou family in the capital. This overwhelming pressure! Silas, code red, run with your little plum (childhood sweetheart)!] This is my husband from the past life according to the comments? The man had deep features, handsome and noble. The black suit made him look tall and upright. He was the type whose aura surpassed his looks. Steady and calm, every move carried the sexual tension of a mature man. His black eyes seemed to bring invisible pressure. When he reached me, Silas wrapped his arm around my waist, instantly pulling me into his embrace. Like a wild dog declaring ownership, he said coldly to Liam: “What are you looking at my girlfriend for?” Liam finally moved his gaze from my face to Silas’s arm holding me tight. Displeasure flashed in Liam’s deep black eyes, as if someone touched his treasure. Ignoring Silas’s question, his gaze returned to my face. But his brows, just relaxed, darkened again upon seeing the hickey on my neck. Before he could say a word, the comments exploded with schadenfreude: [Heartbreak city! CEO Zhou must be exploding seeing that hickey.] [Definitely. Don’t be fooled by his calm surface; he’s going crazy inside.] [Can you blame him? Jane followed him for ten years. She was the rose Liam raised himself. In three years of marriage, he couldn’t bear to touch her, and now she’s marked by another man. He must be livid.] Didn’t touch me for three years of marriage? I silently ridiculed, is this man impotent? The comments continued: [In the past life, Jane also met Liam at 19. That year she started a business in college. To get investment, she went to the capital and slept at a bus stop for days. That bus stop happened to be under the Zhou Group building. Liam looked down from his office and felt something.] [That year, Liam needed a pretty girlfriend to deal with the elders. Jane happened to be pretty enough with a clean background.] [Those years, Liam took Jane to all kinds of events.] [Taught her how to conduct herself, social etiquette, used his connections to broaden her resources.] [Because of Liam, at 23, Jane had vision and experience far beyond her peers and opened her own company.] [Liam raised her well, teaching her to grow instead of keeping her as a canary in a cage.] [Pity…] The comments paused. [If not for that incident, they wouldn’t have hated each other to death, and Jane wouldn’t have died.] I stared curiously at the comments. What incident? If Liam was so good, why did we hate each other in the past life? And why did I die? I wanted to know more, but the comments stopped. Liam glanced at the boxes of ultra-thin 0.01 condoms in Silas’s bag, his eyes icy cold. This seemed to truly touch his bottom line. He raised his long fingers and waved to the bodyguards behind him. The next second, Silas was pinned down, and I was forcibly dragged into the car by Liam. “Holy sh*t, who the hell are you,” I shouted. “Are you psycho?” He glanced at me indifferently through the rearview mirror: “When did you learn to curse?” Excuse me… this guy is sick. Is that important? “Do you have any common sense? This is kidnapping. You’re breaking the law.” “Oh.” Oh? “What do you want, old man?” I chattered a lot. Liam drove calmly without saying a word. I couldn’t stand it: “Dog man, are you deaf?” He glanced at me calmly again: “Shout again, and I’ll stop the car and do you right here.” We were surrounded by a deserted forest.

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When I cry, a crescent moon birthmark appears on my face. My three childhood friends brought the new transfer student to me, demanding I cry so she could see it. Lucas frowned. “Iris did poorly on the exam. Just do it to cheer her up.” I looked at the other two. “What about you guys? You want me to cry for her too?” They exchanged a look and took a half-step back. “How could we make Chloe cry?” “Chloe’s tears are our most precious treasure.” 1 Iris’s expression froze on her face. She looked at the other two, then reluctantly lowered her head. “Let’s just forget it. Chloe and I aren’t close anyway, it’s normal for her to refuse…” Lucas frowned. “Chloe, are you really unwilling?” I laughed in anger. “She did poorly on the exam, what does that have to do with me?” We weren’t even in the same class. In other words, do I even know this transfer student?! Seeing Lucas’s disappointment, Iris tugged at his sleeve, her eyes red. “Doing poorly on the exam is my own problem, let’s not make things difficult for others.” Lucas stood stubbornly still. Iris seemed unable to hold it in anymore. She stomped her foot, covered her face in humiliation, and ran out. Lucas stared at me. He hesitated, then said, “Chloe, there was no need for that.” I was getting angry. But he turned and chased after her. Psycho?! Who cries for a stranger just for kicks? 2 I slammed my pen on the desk. Two people sat down opposite me. Usually, the three of them would surround me. Ethan touched my ponytail. “Don’t be mad at Lucas. He’s been acting like he’s brainwashed lately.” “What do you mean?” My two childhood friends looked at each other. Ethan finally told me. “The new girl sat next to Lucas as soon as she arrived.” “She keeps telling him how expensive the tuition is here, how hard it was for her to get in but everything is bilingual and she doesn’t understand, and she can’t fit in with any groups.” “Lucas… he probably just felt sorry for her.” I still didn’t like hearing it. Lucas felt sorry for her, so he wanted me to cry for a stranger for no reason? What’s wrong with him? Ethan smiled. “Don’t be unhappy. We have equestrian class next week, I’ll take you riding, okay?” The four of us grew up together. We promised long ago to go to the same college. Lucas was being ridiculous. But the others weren’t wrong. I pouted. “Whatever, I’m too lazy to deal with him.” 3 After school. There was a figure next to Lucas. Acting scared. She hid behind him when she saw us. Lucas walked over. “We’ve been waiting for a long time.” Specific wording: We. He said, “Iris’s English foundation isn’t good. She messed up the exam mainly because she couldn’t understand the questions.” No one spoke. He looked at me. “Chloe, I remember you have a foreign tutor. Can Iris join your lessons?” My gaze landed on her face. Iris couldn’t dodge it. She could only soften her voice. “Chloe, would that be too much trouble for you…” “It is very troublesome.” My face went cold. Iris looked helpless. She tugged at Lucas for help. “Maybe I should just figure something out myself…” He sighed. “I suggested helping her with tutoring. If you don’t want to, just say so. No need to be so sharp.” I stared at Lucas. Suddenly, my childhood friend felt like a stranger. “I’m sharp?” “If I wasn’t sharp, would I have to cry to make someone else laugh just because you pissed me off?” Lucas paused slightly. “I didn’t mean that. Iris just said she’d never seen…” I didn’t want to listen. I turned and walked away alone. Behind me, the usual three sets of footsteps became two. Mason caught up to me. “Don’t wait for him, but wait for us.” “Lucas is an idiot, but we aren’t.” He walked backward facing me. “Ethan, tell her, am I right?” Ethan put away his phone. He followed unhurriedly. “Lucas said I should comfort you.” “Is there more?” Ethan was silent for a moment. “He said… neither he nor Iris had bad intentions, he doesn’t understand why you’re being so unreasonable.” “Damn!” Mason yelled. “Is that comforting her?!” I looked away. “Whatever.” 4 Halfway through my oral practice. My mom called me and I realized today was Auntie Qiao’s birthday (Mason’s mom). She didn’t want a big party, so just our close families were getting together. I pushed open the door. Iris was chatting with my three childhood friends. The atmosphere was lively. Meeting my gaze, their faces changed in unison. I turned to leave. Mason immediately chased after me. “Chloe, don’t go!” “What’s wrong, are you mad?” He grabbed my hand from behind. Trying to explain: “Lucas was helping her with English, so he brought her along. I couldn’t exactly kick her out.” “Don’t be mad, okay?” I was silent. I had to admit, seeing Iris sitting where I should have been sitting… Anger rushed straight to my head. After calming down a bit, I realized. That wasn’t my house. I had no right to dictate where Iris should be. I smiled. “I just remembered I have something to do.” Mason wouldn’t let go. “What’s wrong, Chloe? Why does your smile seem so distant?” He probed. “Do you really hate Iris that much?” “Would you like someone who wants to see your physiological reaction the moment you meet?” Mason was stumped. He raised his hands in surrender. “Just for today, it’s my mom’s birthday, we can’t make a scene.” “Chloe, don’t be mad. I won’t talk to her anymore, okay?” I walked back with him. Very seriously: “Who you hang out with is your choice.” “Mason, I won’t interfere.” “But I also have my bottom line for making friends.”

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After the SATs, my childhood sweetheart confessed his love to me. Just as I was about to say yes, I received a text from my 25-year-old self. [Don’t say yes! He only wants to sleep with you; he doesn’t want a relationship!] [Look at Liam. He’s your future husband.] [His lock screen is you, the tattoo over his heart is you… even the hair tie on his wrist is the one you dropped!] I was stunned and turned to look at the school bully in the corner, whose eyes were red. He looked away awkwardly, “What are you looking at? It’s not like he’s confessing to me.” 1 After submitting our college applications, Ryan invited me to a graduation party. I stood at the door of the private room, hand on the handle, my heart pounding so fast it felt like it would burst out of my chest. Through the crack in the door. I saw him standing in the center of the crowd, holding a huge bouquet of roses, looking a little nervous. The classmates around him were laughing and cheering. “With our school heartthrob Ryan making a move, is there anything he can’t get?” “Wendy has been following you for three years anyway. You couldn’t chase her away if you tried.” “If you ask me, you just need to crook your finger and she’ll come obediently. No need to buy flowers.” “Even if it’s a weed from the roadside, as long as you give it to her, Wendy will treasure it.” My breath hitched, and my heart felt like it was gently pricked by something. Yes, I have liked Ryan for three years. He and I are neighbors and childhood friends. But I only realized my budding feelings for him in freshman year of high school. In those three years, I followed him. Watching him play basketball, bringing him water and breakfast, taking notes for him. He was gentle to me too, patiently explaining problems to me. Giving me his umbrella on rainy days, even carrying me to the nurse’s office when I had cramps. I always thought he liked me. But it turns out in others’ eyes, I’m just someone who comes obediently at the crook of a finger? I bit my lip, suppressing the bitterness in my heart. Don’t overthink it. What others think is their business. As long as Ryan has me in his heart, that’s enough. Ryan is so good, and so many girls like him. It’s already my luck that he’s willing to confess to me. I calmed myself down and was about to push the door open. My phone suddenly vibrated in my hand. I looked down instinctively, and a text from an unknown number popped up on the screen. I clicked it open. [Don’t go in.] [I am you from age 25.] I froze. Immediately after, a second message came. [Ryan made a bet with his friends to sleep with you within three days. The stakes are a pair of limited-edition sneakers.] [He doesn’t want a relationship!] [Otherwise, ask him which college he put on his application?] I stood there rigid. [He agreed with Chloe to apply to A University together.] A University? But Ryan clearly told me we would apply to C University together because he wanted to be with me always. I stared at the screen, my brain buzzing. Chloe transferred here in the second semester of sophomore year. Wealthy family, outstanding temperament. She became the focus of the whole school as soon as she arrived. She once brought water to Ryan on the basketball court. But he politely declined. I was secretly happy for a long time. But it turns out they have been in contact privately? From the private room, Ryan’s voice came with a smile. “Alright, stop teasing. When Wendy comes later, play along.” “Don’t worry, she’ll definitely say yes. I know her too well.” My heart felt like it was stabbed, painful enough to turn my face pale. So, his gentle smile, considerate actions, and even the promised future. Were all just a gamble? Or, I was just a seasoning in his bland life. My future self was afraid I wouldn’t believe it and encouraged me to go in and verify it myself. [If you don’t believe me, go in and verify it yourself.] [Some people need to see it with their own eyes to know if it’s worth it.] [I know you are the type who won’t turn back until you hit a wall, because I am you.] I pushed open the door of the private room abruptly. The noise stopped abruptly. Everyone’s eyes turned to me in unison. Ryan was slightly stunned, then smiled. 2 “Wendy, you’re here.” He walked towards me holding the roses. I took a step back. “Ryan, which college did you apply to?” I stared at his face, trying to find a trace of guilt. His smile froze on his face. A few seconds later, Ryan coughed lightly. “C University, of course. Didn’t we agree on it?” His eyes were dodging. “Do you dare to log into the portal now and show me your application?” Ryan’s face changed. The surrounding classmates looked at each other, some whispering. “What’s going on?” He forced a smile. “Wendy, what’s wrong with you? Why ask this suddenly?” “When we filled out the applications, didn’t we do it together? You know I filled in C University.” I took out my phone directly, opened the application portal, and handed it to him. “Then log in now.” Ryan’s expression collapsed completely, with a bit of anger from embarrassment. “Wendy! Are you crazy? So many people are here!” “If you want to see, I can show you later.” My heart sank to the bottom. My phone vibrated in my palm. I opened it and saw new message content. [Or, you can look at Liam. He is your future husband.] [His phone lock screen is you, the tattoo on his chest is you, even the hair tie on his wrist is the one you dropped!] I subconsciously looked at Liam in the corner. He was leaning lazily on the sofa. The black T-shirt made his skin look white as snow, and the black hair tie on his wrist was particularly conspicuous. My heart skipped a beat. Liam seemed to notice my gaze, looked up slightly, his red eyes meeting mine directly. Looking a bit aggrieved. For a moment, I was inexplicably flustered and quickly looked away. The atmosphere in the private room solidified. Ryan stood there with an ugly expression, the roses hanging by his side. “Wendy.” He tried to explain. “I can explain the application.” Me: “You changed your application.” “Because of the agreement with Chloe?” Ryan’s pupils shrank. “How did you know?” I didn’t know. If I hadn’t received that text message, I would still be foolishly fantasizing about life in college with him. Now, I just felt my heart aching and sour. The surrounding classmates looked like they wanted to gossip but didn’t know where to start. “Wendy, could it be a misunderstanding?” “We all saw how good Ryan is to you.” “Yeah, yeah! As for Chloe, Ryan has never been close to her. He confessed today knowing you don’t like Chloe, so he specifically forbade her from coming.” Was there really no contact? I asked out loud: “Do you dare to call her in front of me and prove it?” Ryan sneered. “Wendy, you’re not even my girlfriend yet. This jealous face is too ugly.” “I just lost a bet with Chloe, so I accepted the loss and applied to A University. It wasn’t entirely for her.” Another bet. He bet on me and also bet on his own future. In the corner, Liam stood up. His height advantage of 6’2″ instantly made him the focus of the audience. He walked slowly to my side, his gaze sweeping over the roses in Ryan’s hand with disdain. “That’s it?” Ryan’s face was livid. “Liam, what business is it of yours?” Liam ignored him but turned to me, meeting my eyes. 3 “Wendy, you have bad taste.” I was stunned. “Want to reconsider me?” The whole private room was instantly terrifyingly quiet. The air seemed to freeze. Someone gasped, gossiping excitedly. “Doesn’t Liam hate girls getting close the most? Last time a girl gave him a love letter, he threw it in the trash without even looking.” “I also heard his reason for rejecting the class beauty was… he doesn’t like girls!” “That’s not disliking girls, that’s disliking girls other than Wendy, right?” My mind went blank, my eyes involuntarily falling on his wrist. Liam seemed to notice my gaze, subconsciously covering the black hair tie with his other hand, but his ears turned red quietly. Ryan rushed over and grabbed my wrist. “Wendy, don’t listen to his nonsense! You should know how I treat you. Chloe said you girls like roses the most.” That must be what Chloe likes. I never liked roses, but red lilies. Once when passing a flower shop with him after school, I pointed at the red lilies inside and deliberately said. “The language of red lilies is passionate love.” It seems he forgot. If he really wanted to confess, how could he not put any heart into it? “Let go.” Liam’s voice was cold, his eyes becoming dangerous. Ryan was shaken by his aura, and the force on his hand loosened unconsciously. He took the opportunity to pull me behind him, blocking me. The private room was in chaos. “Wendy doesn’t like roses. Just because others like them, must she like them too?” Ryan suddenly threw the roses hard on the ground, raging. “Wendy! You choose him?” “Have you forgotten everything between us in the past three years?” “Who gave you an umbrella on rainy days? Who carried you to the nurse’s office when your stomach hurt? Who comforted you when you failed an exam?” Every sentence stabbed me like a knife, making me bleed. Those memories were real. But the deception now is also real. I looked at Ryan’s red eyes, took a step back, widening the distance. “I choose no one.” After speaking, I turned and walked towards the door. Ryan wanted to chase after me, but was blocked by Liam with a sidestep. After returning home, my phone kept vibrating. Ryan’s messages popped up one after another: “How could someone like Liam be serious? His family arranged for him to go abroad long ago.” “He just sees you as innocent and easy to fool.” “Are you giving up our three-year relationship so easily?” I stared at the screen, hesitated for a few seconds, and chose to block him. The world was finally quiet. The phone screen suddenly lit up, and the person claiming to be my 25-year-old self sent another message. [Why don’t you accept Liam?] I replied with a question mark. Too sudden. Especially since my feelings for Ryan haven’t been cut off yet. Message notifications sounded continuously. [In the future, if you cry, he would wish to take out his heart and give it to you.] [If you hit him, he’s afraid your hand hurts.] [He remembers all your preferences, even calculates your period more accurately than you do.] I got more annoyed the more I read, replying directly. “Since you say we will get married in the future, what’s the difference between earlier and later?” The other side was silent for a long time, so long that I thought they wouldn’t reply. Finally, a new message popped up: [Because, you owe him too much.] My heart suddenly clenched. 4 [You will get married, but a year after marriage, he was hit by a car and died to save you.] The phone slipped. I squatted down to pick it up, realizing my hands were shaking badly. The screen lit up again: [After high school graduation, you accepted Ryan’s confession. After he got you, he dumped you immediately.] [You used suicide to force him back. Later, it was Liam who pieced the broken you back together bit by bit.] [Just when you decided to treat him well, there was a car accident. You fainted three times at the funeral.] [You didn’t even realize you were pregnant. That child wasn’t saved in the end.] [When organizing his belongings, you found in his study that he started writing a diary since high school, every entry about you.] … “Isn’t Liam going abroad?” I asked. [He didn’t go. He donated a building to attend the same university as you. Ask him if you don’t believe me.] Donated a building? Sounds like Liam’s style. I opened the chat with Liam. Typing and deleting. Finally sent just one sentence. “Heard you’re going to study abroad?” The other side immediately showed “typing…”. “?” Before I could reply, Liam replied instantly. “I love my country very much, not that kind of person, absolutely won’t go abroad!” I laughed through tears. This tone was so him, arrogant and childish. At this moment, the phone vibrated again. It was from my future self. [Treat him better, or you’ll regret it.] [I don’t want you to walk my path again, because I am regretting it right now.] She said she could hardly distinguish between reality and falsehood anymore. Sometimes waking up, standing on the rooftop. If she hadn’t suddenly discovered she could contact her past self, she would have jumped long ago. Seeing no reaction from me, Liam sent messages on his own. “That kid Ryan is really not a thing!” “Not only did he bet on you with people, I even peeked at him changing clothes!” “Doesn’t even have abs, so weak!” I couldn’t help laughing out loud. “Do you have abs then?” The other side didn’t send anything for a long time. Did he go to count his abs? Sure enough, half a minute later, he sent a message. “Eight, want to count?” I bit my lip and replied. “Sure.” The next second, the phone suddenly rang with a video call ringtone. I hurriedly tidied my hair and clicked accept. On the screen. Liam’s face was ridiculously red, eyes darting around, just not daring to look directly at the camera. “Um, you, you just said…” “Liam. Let’s try it.” I interrupted him, mustering up courage. He froze there, his silly eyes landing on my face. “Huh?” “Um, you said, you said try with whom?” “Try what?” I raised my chin, teasing him on purpose. “What do you think?” The phone camera shook violently a few times, as if almost dropped. When it reappeared, his face was extremely close, excitement unconcealed in his voice. “Wendy, are you serious?” I nodded. “Hehe!” Liam laughed like a big fool. All night, he sent WeChat messages calling me girlfriend. Even after I slept, he was still sending. “Girlfriend, good night~” Early next morning, the doorbell rang.

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I was born with a “crow’s mouth”—a jinx. Anything bad I said came true. So, from the moment I could understand the world, I never spoke a word. My six-year-old son accidentally bumped into my pregnant sister-in-law. My husband, furious, sent him to a “dog training camp” for discipline. My son had been bitten by a dog before; he was terrified of them. I tried to stop my husband, kneeling and banging my head on the floor until I bled. Caleb helped his sister-in-law, Larissa, up, gently stroking her swollen belly. But his words to me were cold and heartless: “Don’t think I can’t see it. He did this because you put him up to it. You scheming mute. Your dirty blood runs in his veins. If I don’t teach him early, he’ll grow up to be scum just like you.” “Send him to learn some rules. Let him know what respect is. And let this be a lesson to you: don’t touch what you shouldn’t touch!” When I finally found my son, he was in a cage with five vicious dogs. His body had been torn apart. I pieced together my son’s small, broken body. For the first time in over twenty years, I opened my mouth and spoke my first sentence: “Caleb, I want a blood debt paid in blood. I want your family ruined and dead.” 1 When I returned to the villa holding the incomplete pieces of my son’s body, Caleb was in the garden, personally planting roses for Larissa. Blood-red roses, blooming delicately. Caleb looked at Larissa with eyes full of tenderness. But when he saw me, his gaze instantly turned to disgust. “Selena, look at you. Neither human nor ghost. is the Gu family going bankrupt that we can’t afford to keep you? Disheveled like a beggar.” “You think this will make me pity you? You can’t teach your child well, only playing these scheming games. Can’t you learn something from Larissa?” Larissa glanced at me triumphantly, her voice soft: “Selena is just worried about JJ. If I had been more careful and avoided JJ, he wouldn’t have bumped into me. Selena must be blaming me. Bring JJ back quickly.” Caleb frowned: “JJ was corrupted by this bitch. Sending him to the dog training camp to learn rules is saving him. It has nothing to do with you.” He turned to me: “Why aren’t you going back to clean yourself up? Don’t be an eyesore here.” I held JJ’s body, looking at Caleb expressionlessly. I was born with a jinxed mouth. Whatever I said would inexplicably come true. Since I was sensible, I stopped speaking. I used to hate why this curse fell on me. Now, I only hope my words come true as soon as possible, so they get the punishment they deserve. Because I hadn’t spoken for a long time, my voice was hoarse and unpleasant: “Caleb, you’re right. The Gu family is going bankrupt.” Caleb was shocked to hear me speak: “Selena, you can talk!” Then his shock turned to anger: “You really are scheming. To cheat my sympathy, you pretended to be mute for so many years!” “Can’t hold it in now? Let me tell you, the heir of the Gu family can only be Larissa’s child. Don’t even think about it. If you dare to have any designs on the child in her belly, I won’t spare you.” He didn’t look at me again: “Even one look at you makes me sick. Throw away that dirty thing in your hands and get out.” My hands holding JJ’s body trembled. He was already dead, yet his own father called him a “dirty thing.” I remembered every night when he raised his tender little face and asked me: “Mommy, if I’m a good boy, will Daddy tell me a story?” “On my birthday, will Daddy take me to the amusement park? He promised me before.” My heart ached violently. Trembling, holding JJ’s body, tears burst from my eyes, and I rasped: “Caleb, this isn’t a dirty thing. This is your son JJ’s body. As you wished, he is dead!” Caleb froze, then sneered: “Selena, is this why you stopped pretending to be mute? Because it hindered your acting? Cursing your own son, you are truly terrifying.” He snatched JJ’s body from my arms, glanced at it casually, and said with cruel intent to expose me: “Since you say this pile of rotten meat is JJ, let the dogs recognize it. Is it human meat, or animal meat you found for your performance?” 2 Soon, the butler brought two large black dogs. Caleb threw the bundle in his hand in front of the two dogs. Smelling blood, they excitedly dragged out the remaining limbs and began to feast. I went crazy, rushing forward to snatch JJ back, but was tightly held back by the butler. I screamed heart-rendingly at Caleb: “Caleb, that’s your son! He was bitten to death by dogs, how can you feed him to dogs again? Are you even human?!” Caleb carefully blocked Larissa, afraid the smell of blood on the ground would scare her. He looked at me mockingly: “Selena, your acting is quite realistic. You really put a lot of thought into deceiving me. But use your brain. JJ went to learn rules; he is safe and sound at the dog training camp.” “In a week, I will bring him back myself. No matter how much of a scene you make now, I won’t agree to your demands.” I hated him so much my gums bled from clenching my teeth. Like a madwoman, I bit and hit the people holding me back, finally snatching back the remaining body parts. The black dogs were eating happily; suddenly deprived of food, they bared their teeth to bite me. Caleb frowned and had the dogs taken away just in time. He had run out of patience with me. Not wanting to look at me again, he supported Larissa and turned to leave. I shouted at their backs with hatred: “My child is dead, and hers won’t live either!” Since Caleb’s older brother died, he had taken care of his sister-in-law, Larissa, all the way into bed. At first, Caleb had an affair in secret, trying every way to keep me from finding out. Until one day, Caleb brought back a bruised Larissa, looking at me with strange, cold eyes. He slapped me hard: “Selena, I didn’t expect you to be so vicious. If I hadn’t arrived in time, Larissa would have been raped and killed. She’s pregnant!” That was the first time Caleb hit me. I was bewildered, not knowing what happened, enduring the grievance to ask in sign language. But he had no patience to wait for me to finish gesturing, warning me: “Stop acting so pitiful. I won’t believe you anymore.” “If you can’t tolerate Larissa, I don’t mind divorcing you to marry her.” From then on, Caleb and Larissa’s relationship was no longer hidden. Even his mother, Old Mrs. Gu, couldn’t do anything about him. I thought about divorce countless times, but because I couldn’t get custody of JJ, I never took that step. In the end, it caused JJ to die without a whole body. I cried holding JJ’s body until I fainted. When I woke up again, I was dragged by my hair by Caleb to Larissa’s bedside. Larissa’s face was pale. She looked at me with tears in her eyes: “Selena, I know you don’t like me and think I stole Caleb. But the child is innocent. How could you be so cruel, trading my child’s life for your ability to speak…” The crow’s mouth curse came true. Her child was gone. I curled my lips into a cold smile. Seeing my reaction, Caleb became even angrier. He kicked me in the chest, and I spat out a mouthful of blood. “Bitch! I wondered how you suddenly could speak. You must have used some black magic to exchange Larissa’s child for it!” “I’ve been too soft on you, making you forget your place. Now that Larissa’s child is gone, you must pay the price!” “Want to speak? Wait for your next life!” Caleb brought a bowl of herbal medicine, pinched my neck, and tried to pour it into my mouth. I kept my mouth shut tight, struggling desperately. He pried open my jaw. Watching the medicine about to be poured in, I was too desperate to resist. If I drank this bowl of medicine, I would become a real mute. Caleb, your heart is truly cruel! 3 “Stop! Stop it! What a sin!” Old Mrs. Gu’s arrival interrupted Caleb’s actions. I fell from his hands to the ground, coughing violently, mouth full of the taste of blood. Old Mrs. Gu looked at the farce before her and sighed deeply. She helped me up. “Selena, are you okay?” I struggled to say a few words: “I’m fine.” Old Mrs. Gu trembled all over. She said in disbelief: “Selena, you… you can speak?” She seemed to age ten years in an instant, slumping, unable to stand, old tears streaming down, muttering: “It’s over, it’s over…” Caleb looked at her strangely and asked: “Mom, what’s wrong?” Old Mrs. Gu’s voice was hoarse: “Years ago, the Gu family faced a crisis. Your father paid a great price for a divination. The prophecy said as long as you married a mute girl with a matching horoscope, the Gu family’s fortune would be preserved.” “Until the mute girl speaks, and the Gu family… is ruined!” The divination was right, but it didn’t calculate that I pretended to be mute because of my crow’s mouth. Caleb didn’t believe it, scoffing at this explanation: “This is superstition to trick you old people. Our Gu family’s business today is earned by ourselves. What does it have to do with a woman like Selena?” “If she really had such great ability, how could she not even teach her own son well?” Old Mrs. Gu hesitated. She had doubted too, but since Caleb married Selena, the Gu family’s business improved rapidly. Old Mr. Gu died two years after the divination. She had to believe it on one hand, and hoped for luck on the other. Hearing about JJ, she perked up a bit. She doted on JJ the most. “Where’s JJ? Why haven’t I seen him?” Caleb looked at me with a sneer: “Selena couldn’t teach him well, so I sent him to the dog training camp to learn some rules.” I looked at Old Mrs. Gu and rasped: “JJ is already dead.” Caleb couldn’t stand me lying repeatedly. He said impatiently: “How long are you going to talk nonsense? Are you going to say that pile of rotten meat is JJ again? Servants, burn that pile of meat to ashes and scatter it in the rose soil as fertilizer.” Watching JJ’s body being thrown into the fire, this time I didn’t struggle. JJ was gone. Keeping his shell had no meaning. Better to burn it and let him leave this world cleanly, to be reborn into a good family in the next life, living a happy and stable life. Old Mrs. Gu looked at Caleb, then at me, momentarily unsure who to believe. She hurried away towards the dog training camp. After Old Mrs. Gu left, Larissa said tearfully: “My poor child, didn’t even get to see the world. He would have grown as big as JJ, calling us Mom and Dad.” “Caleb, do you think we’ll have children in the future?” Caleb kissed her forehead painfully, comforting her: “We will have more in the future.” He looked at me with even more disgust: “Selena, I let you off just now because my mom came, but I must teach you a lesson.” “Since Larissa’s child is gone, the child in your belly will compensate her.” Watching Caleb walk towards me step by step, I backed away in fear until I fell to the ground with nowhere to retreat. My voice trembled: “Caleb, you already killed JJ, are you going to kill another child of mine? He is your child too!” Caleb paused. Seeing his hesitation, Larissa spoke up again: “Caleb, no need to do this for me. My status in this family is awkward anyway. How can my child compare to Selena’s? Although you said the Gu family heir would be my child, no one took it seriously.” Caleb said solemnly: “I have the final say in this house. Everyone takes what I say seriously. Selena isn’t worth a single hair on your head.” He hesitated no more, raising his foot and stomping hard on my stomach. 4 I struggled desperately in pain but couldn’t move him an inch. Blood flowed from beneath me, staining the carpet red. Feeling the child leaving me, I looked at Caleb and used my last bit of strength to say: “Caleb, you will never have children again in your life. You will be lonely forever and die in the belly of a dog!” Only when I fainted from pain did he withdraw his foot, leaving a sentence: “Let JJ stay in the dog training camp for another month. Remember, every extra day he stays is because of you!” When I woke up again, I was in bed, clothes changed. The nanny sat by the bed wiping tears. Seeing me wake up, she rambled: “How could Mr. Gu be so cruel, disregarding your life for a vixen?” “You had such a good relationship before. Mr. Gu learned sign language for you, spent all his free time with you and JJ. We all thought it was sweet.” “But since Mr. Gu’s brother died and that vixen moved in, why did Mr. Gu change?” She couldn’t understand how a person could change just like that, treating someone he once cherished like trash. I patted her hand, saying nothing more: “The Gu family will scatter soon. You should find a new place early.” I went to JJ’s room, folding his small clothes one by one, putting his favorite toys into a box. Everything reminded me of his innocent, cute smiling face, clingily calling me Mommy. Tears flowed endlessly, but no small hands would ever wipe them dry for me again. I burned the sorted items for JJ in the garden, talking to him constantly. JJ never heard my voice when he was alive; I wonder if he could recognize it. Caleb came over at some point. He said deeply: “Selena, you really commit to the act. Since you want a child so much, I can give you another one. Stop these disgusting tricks.” He roughly dragged me back to the bedroom and pushed me onto the bed. His breath on my neck made me tremble with disgust. I struggled desperately, hitting his face and body hard, but he held my hands tight. During the violent struggle, the wedding photo hanging on the wall fell and hit Caleb. Caleb got up in pain, angrily threw the frame aside. When he saw us embracing sweetly in the photo, he suddenly froze. Not knowing what he remembered, he left the bed with a complex expression, sat slowly on the sofa, and lit a cigarette. I pulled my torn clothes together and took out the divorce agreement prepared long ago from the nightstand. Putting the agreement in front of him, I said: “Caleb, sign it. Let’s divorce.” Caleb looked up at me: “Selena, don’t threaten me with divorce. Can you leave me? You know the story of the boy who cried wolf. Use a trick too much, and it won’t work.” “If I really sign this today, it’ll be too late for you to cry and regret tomorrow.” Ignoring his sarcasm, I said calmly: “Divorcing me, you can marry Larissa legitimately. As for whether I regret it tomorrow, that’s my business.” “Or, Caleb, you don’t want to divorce me? Or you dare not sign?” Caleb sneered: “Selena, who do you think you are? My Gu family is rich and powerful, we have everything. If my family hadn’t forced me to marry you back then, could you have married me?” “Slept by me for seven or eight years, who would want you after leaving me?” I ignored his ridicule, just insisting: “Then sign it.” Caleb put away the sneer on his face, staring at me motionless.

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In my first life, I chose the Wolfman. My cousin chose the Fox. The Wolf fell for my cousin. To help her win the Grand Tournament, he stood by and watched as I was torn to shreds by other beasts. In my second life, I learned my lesson. I chose the Fox. Turns out, the Fox also loved my cousin. I died. Again. This is my third life. I’m done with this garbage. Just as I was hesitating on who to pick… A fluffy paw slapped onto my hand. “Enough already! I feel bad for you. Pick me!” “I’ve watched you die twice now, you idiot!” 1 In my first life, during the Spirit Bonding Ceremony, I picked the muscular Wolfman. But he thought I wasn’t pretty enough and simped hard for my cousin, Lyla. During the Grand Tournament, just so I wouldn’t block Lyla’s path to victory, he literally sacrificed me, watching coldly as I was ripped apart by rival beasts. Rewind. Second life. Since the Wolf was a bust, I picked the Fox that Lyla had chosen originally. I wanted the loyalty the Fox had shown her. We formed a blood pact. He was loyal, alright. Loyal to Lyla. To break his bond with me and be with her, he severed one of his own tails and killed me with his own claws. As I bled out, I asked him why he didn’t just reject me at the start. He looked at me with dead eyes. “I just needed someone to get me out of the Beast Pit. Lyla said she was going to pick me, but you beat her to it. If not for you, I’d be hers.” I died with my eyes wide open, fueled by pure rage. But then, I woke up. Again. Third time’s the charm, right? This time, I’m staying the hell away from any beast associated with Lyla. I paced back and forth among the caged spirits, unable to decide. My father, the High Lord of our clan, looked at me. “Arya, do you not see one you like?” “I think the Wolf and the Fox are excellent choices. The Wolf is a powerhouse; bonding with him would skyrocket your cultivation. And that Fox? He already has eight tails. If he grows a ninth, he becomes a God Beast. Either one secures your future.” I listened to my dad and shook my head so hard I nearly gave myself whiplash. I tried both. They are strong. So strong that my deaths were spectacular and very, very painful. Seeing my hesitation, Dad sighed. “If you don’t choose now, you have to wait three years.” Three years is an eternity for a Spirit cultivator. It’s the difference between being a prodigy and a nobody. Dad always said that since I’m his only child, the position of Clan Leader is mine. But in this world, might makes right. Even with nepotism, I need the power to back it up. The Wolf and the Fox were headhunted by Dad specifically for me. The rest of the beasts in the pit looked… mid. That’s why I picked the elites in my past lives. I sighed. I can’t repeat history. I have to find a diamond in the rough. I walked a lap, about to settle for a Roc (giant bird) in the corner. My hand reached out, but a furry white paw smacked it down. “Enough, Arya! Pick me!” “I’ve been dragged through time with you for two lifetimes! My heart literally hurts watching you be this stupid!” A voice exploded in my brain. I looked down, startled. A tiny kitten, white with strange markings, was staring at me with big, wet eyes. “What? You think I’m worse than those two traitors? Pick. Me. I refuse to reboot this timeline again!” I looked around. Nobody else heard him. I sliced my palm without hesitation. Blood dripped onto his forehead. Runes lit up the floor, binding our souls. Usually, when a Spirit bonds with a human, they instantly gain a humanoid form. But my cat… stayed a cat. He leaped onto my shoulder with an arrogant huff. “What are you looking at? I haven’t recovered my power yet. Obviously, I can’t transform.” Dad looked at the kitten, then at me. Disappointment washed over his face, but the deed was done. Just like the past two lives, after I picked, it was Lyla’s turn. Lyla was my orphan cousin, raised in our house. My parents treated her like gold. Whatever I had, she had. She was gorgeous. The moment she stepped up, I instinctively looked at my cat. He seemed to read my mind and snorted. “Please. The Great Me has no interest in that basic pick-me girl. Only those two morons would fall for her.” “In the last two lives, she played them like fiddles, and they gladly died for her.” He paused, then ground his teeth. “I don’t know what cursed luck I have to be dragged back in time by you twice. Every time I was about to ascend to Godhood, boom, back to level one!” I gasped. “You… you aren’t going to kill me for revenge, are you?” Then I realized—if I die, he probably resets again. So he has to protect me. I grinned. He glared at me with emerald eyes. “Hmph. I wouldn’t lower myself to kill you.” Then he looked at Lyla with pure malice. “You skipped the Wolf and the Fox. Who do you think she’ll pick?” I was curious too. In the past, she took my leftovers. She always acted like I stole her destiny. This time, the buffet is open. Lyla stood before the cages. The Wolf and the Fox looked at her with puppy-dog eyes. She was talented and beautiful. Being picked by her was a jackpot. But a human can only bond one beast for life. The Wolf looked fierce. The Fox looked seductive. Lyla hesitated for only a second before pointing at the Fox. “I choose you.” Just as she raised her hand to cut her palm, the Wolf grabbed the hem of her dress through the bars. “Miss, please pick me. I am strong. I can protect you. I can make you the strongest.” I watched him beg, remembering my first life. He never looked at me with that much emotion. Even when I was dying for Lyla’s sake, he just said, “I never wanted you. Your death sets me free.” Rage bubbled up, but a lazy voice echoed in my head. “Trash. You really were blind in your first life. He isn’t worth one of my claws.” 2 The voice in my head continued, “Ungrateful little scum. Once you level up, we’ll just kill them.” My cat, Bastian, sounded utterly disgusted. Meanwhile, the Wolf was still simping hard. “That Fox is just a pretty face! I have raw power!” The Fox gave Lyla a teary-eyed look. “Miss, do you really want that ugly thing? If I grow nine tails, I can defy the heavens. I’m not weaker than a dog.” This was the first time the two beasts fought for her openly. All the clan sisters were watching. Lyla stood there, looking conflicted and innocent. She sighed. “You’re both so strong… I don’t know what to do.” She suddenly looked at me. “Cousin Arya, who do you think I should pick?” All eyes turned to me. If I hadn’t lived through this twice, I’d think she was just asking for advice. But I knew better. She was setting me up. I smiled. “It’s a lifetime bond, Lyla. I couldn’t possibly decide for you. Follow your heart.” Lyla paused, then pointed at the Fox again. “I choose you.” She looked at the Wolf apologetically. “I’m sorry. You’re great, but… someone else will pick you.” The Wolf’s eyes went dead. He was quickly snatched up by another clan sister. Once bonded, spirits need time to synchronize before taking human form. Lyla walked over to me with her new Fox. “That kitten is cute, Cousin. If you hadn’t taken him, I might have been tempted.” Bastian rolled his eyes so hard I thought they’d get stuck. I smirked. In previous lives, she said the same thing, and my beast immediately fell in love with her. “Careful,” I said dryly. “Saying that might make your Fox sad.” Lyla’s face stiffened. She hugged the Fox tight. “I’m just being nice, Cousin. My choice is the best, obviously.” We all went into seclusion to bond with our beasts. Bastian transformed in seven days. A humanoid form, though he kept the ears and attitude. My dad is the Clan Leader, making me the heir apparent. But I have to prove my strength in the Grand Tournament. That’s where I died the first time. The Wolf let me die so Lyla could win. The opponent cheated, I was stabbed through the chest, and my dad was cornered by Lyla saying, “Accidents happen in the arena, Uncle. You have to be fair.” Dad couldn’t save me without losing his position. I died in his arms. Second life? The Fox killed me before we even got to the tournament. This time? Bastian looked at me like I was a hopeless project. “Your deaths were your own fault. You were weak. Fear stems from a lack of firepower.” He crossed his arms. “This life, you rely on no one but yourself. I will train you until you don’t need a beast to fight.” 3 I agreed. I asked my father for permission to enter the Abyss, our clan’s most dangerous training ground. Dad was pleased. “Good girl. Ambition is good.” Bastian and I entered the Abyss. It started okay. Then it got hellish. Every day, Bastian would disappear and return leading a horde of high-level monsters straight to me. “Run or fight, Arya!” he’d yell from a tree, eating a fruit. “Suffering builds character!” “Why aren’t you fighting?!” I screamed, dodging a fireball. “I have a delicate stomach! Doctor says I can’t eat bitterness (suffer)!” he yelled back. “Besides, we share a power pool. You level up, I level up. Efficiency!” I spent a year in there. Most people last a month. At first, I ran. I couldn’t sleep. Then, Bastian forced me to fight. I got beaten black and blue. He showed no mercy. “In my eyes, there are no genders, only the strong and the dead.” I got beat up for months. Eventually, my skin got thicker, or I got stronger. I started hitting back. By the time we left, the monsters in the Abyss threw us a farewell party. They were practically gifting me dead prey to get me to leave. Dad was waiting at the exit. He sighed in relief seeing me alive. Lyla popped out from behind him. “Cousin, you’ve been in there so long. You must be super strong now.” I smiled. “I’m okay.” Her Fox had taken human form—a handsome, feminine man. He sneered at me. “Don’t worry, Lyla. I’ll protect you. I’m not useless like some beasts.” We went home. I saw the Wolf standing in the distance, waiting. He belonged to another clan sister now, but he was staring at Lyla. Lyla lowered her eyes. “I should go talk to him. He’s been obsessed since I rejected him.” She sounded so burdened. The Fox growled, “You’re too kind, Lyla. Let me chase him off.” “No, I’ll handle it.” I stood there with Bastian. He crossed his arms. “Hmph. Green tea bitch.” I looked at him, surprised he knew the slang. Three days later, big news rocked the clan. The Wolf killed his bonded human. The clan sister was dead. The Wolf was rogue and on the run. Lyla clutched her chest when she heard. “How terrifying. I’m so glad I didn’t pick him.” I looked at her, smiling coldly. “Yeah. Good thing I didn’t pick him either. Or I’d have missed out on Bastian.” 4 Lyla glanced at Bastian, then looked away. I knew something was up. In my first life, I died. In this life, the girl who picked the Wolf died. Lyla was the common denominator. She must have said something to the Wolf to make him snap. As the Clan Leader’s daughter, it was my job to hunt the rogue Wolf. I knew exactly where he was hiding. In my first life, he told me about his secret den—a place he considered safe. He never took me there, but I remembered the location. We found him quickly. He was half-dead from the backlash of breaking the bond. We dragged him back. The uncle whose daughter was killed was screaming for blood. “Skin him alive! He killed my child!” “Leader, we must make an example of him! Or the other beasts will rebel!” Lyla looked at the dying Wolf. “He looks so pitiful right now.” The uncle snapped his head toward her. “Pitiful?! What about my daughter?! If it were you who died, would you call him pitiful?!” Lyla teared up and bit her lip. The Wolf was skinned alive. He died in agony. Lyla covered her mouth, eyes full of fear. Her Fox shielded her. The Wolf is gone. Next up: Lyla and the Fox.

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In my last life, my mom, wanting to repay a kindness, revealed my “lucky charm” constitution. I was married into the powerful Tang family as a matrilocal husband to bring luck and healing to their heiress, Tang Wen, who was terminally ill. A month later, Tang Wen, who was diagnosed with days to live, miraculously recovered. The Tang elders were ecstatic, showering me with stocks, houses, and cars. But on my birthday, Tang Wen imprisoned and tortured me. Broken, I asked her why. She sneered, “I was never sick! You forged my medical records with your mom to marry into money, claiming I had late-stage stomach cancer. You broke me and Jax up, causing his depression and suicide!” Tang Wen brutally severed my limbs and threw me in front of a grave. “Didn’t you say you’re a lucky charm? Let’s see you luck him back to life!” I bled out in agony. Before dying, I learned I repaid the wrong kindness; my savior was someone else. My parents were targeted by the Tangs—one dead, one driven mad. My soul wept tears of blood, regretting saving this ungrateful wolf. Then I opened my eyes, back to the day Mrs. Tang came to find me. 1 Mrs. Tang asked me if “bringing luck” through marriage really worked miracles, if it could save someone with one foot in the grave. I smiled. “If she’s sick, see a doctor. Believe in science. The ‘lucky charm’ thing is just my mom’s superstition. Don’t take it seriously.” My constitution was always a family secret. In my past life, if we hadn’t mistaken my savior, I wouldn’t have married into the Tang family to save Tang Wen. Not only was she ungrateful, she destroyed my family. In this life, let’s see how Tang Wen fares without me! But even after I said that, Mrs. Tang wouldn’t give up. “Better safe than sorry. Marrying my daughter is no loss to you. Let’s try it.” The Tangs were powerful. If they wanted to force me, they had ways. I frowned, about to find an excuse, when Tang Wen rushed in. “Mom, I won’t marry Xavier! My husband will only be Jax!” Seeing her reaction, I knew she was reborn too. Mrs. Tang looked troubled. “But your health…” Tang Wen said hatefully, “I’m perfectly fine. Here’s my real medical report. The stomach cancer and lucky charm nonsense were lies made up by Xavier and his mom to climb the social ladder!” She shoved a report into Mrs. Tang’s hands. Mrs. Tang glanced at it, her expression changing instantly. She called me a liar and ordered the servants to kick me out. I was disgusted, but happy to cut ties with the Tangs. I turned to leave. But I hadn’t gone far when Tang Wen shouted from behind: “Stop!” I pretended not to hear and kept walking. “Xavier, I said stop! Are you deaf?” Tang Wen jogged over to block me, and suddenly vomited a large pool of blood. Her body couldn’t handle the exertion. I stepped back in disgust. “What?” Tang Wen was furious at my reaction. “You dare be disgusted? Usually when I cough blood, you’re the most worried. Why aren’t you worried now?” That was when I thought she was my savior and my wife. But she wasn’t my savior, and she destroyed my family. Why should I care? “Miss Tang is mistaken. We don’t know each other…” Before I could finish, Tang Wen interrupted angrily. “Stop acting, Xavier. When you admitted the lucky charm thing was fake to my mom, I knew you were reborn too!” Seeing the jig was up, I looked at her. “So?” Tang Wen sneered. “In this life, don’t think you can trick me with your lucky charm or stomach cancer lies. Saying you married me to repay a kindness… hilarious. I never saved you!” Her smug, self-righteous look was annoying. But I couldn’t be bothered to argue with a dying person. I just wanted to make things clear. “Don’t worry, Miss Tang. I realized I mistook my savior and I don’t like you. I absolutely won’t marry you this time.” 2 Tang Wen’s face turned ugly. But I ignored her. An ambulance rushed out from nearby. If I remember correctly, that’s where Chloe lives. She is my real savior. In my last life, she died on my wedding day. Good people should be rewarded. This time, I won’t let her suffer that fate! My face changed, and I tried to rush to the hospital. But Tang Wen called her bodyguards to seize me, dragging me to another property and locking me up. “I said I won’t marry you. What is this?” I frowned. Tang Wen sneered. “You loved me so much, taking care of me even when you had a high fever. You lied about my cancer just to marry me… You think I’d believe you now?” I held back the urge to curse. “It wasn’t just my mom who said you had cancer. And you know how your body feels.” I meant to say we didn’t lie. But Tang Wen got angrier. “Shut up! Jax told me before he died in the last life. You bribed the experts. I vomited blood because of the medicine your mom prescribed!” No wonder she went crazy on my family. But I had no grudge against Jax Liu. I didn’t know why he framed us! I was furious. “We never did that…” “Still denying it! Jax is waiting for our date. I have no time to waste on you. Our wedding is in five days. Don’t try anything. I’ll release you after the wedding.” Tang Wen left happily. I tried to rush out but was pinned down, watching the door close. I cursed Tang Wen’s ancestors and called the police. She looked grim as she brought Jax to release me. No real harm done, so the police just mediated. After the police left, Tang Wen gritted her teeth. “You dared to call the cops. You’ve got guts!” I looked at her coldly. “If I didn’t, would I starve for five days?” She blurted out, “You’ve done it before, you won’t die!” True. In the last life, I upset her and she locked me up for five days. Thinking of her company going public, I didn’t want to cause trouble, so I survived on toilet paper and vase water. But she killed me once. I know my real savior now. I won’t be that stupid again! I just wanted to stay away. “Marry Jax if you want. It has nothing to do with me. No need to lock me up.” Tang Wen didn’t believe me. “Don’t try to fool me. You escaped to ruin my wedding with Jax, didn’t you? Dream on!” Convinced I wanted to cause trouble, she contacted my hospital director, claiming we forged medical records, and got me and my mom fired. My dad’s small trading company was also targeted by her and faced bankruptcy. And my “attempt to marry into wealth” was leaked online. Everywhere I went, people mocked me. “That’s Xavier Xie. He and his unethical mom forged records to climb the social ladder.” “What era is this? Still using ‘lucky charm’ scams? Hilarious.” “The Tang heiress and Jax Liu are a perfect match. Who does this Xavier think he is?” “Shameless homewrecker. Too bad President Tang saw through him!” All insults against my family. I was pushed around in public, even hit with objects. While I faced this, Tang Wen sat in her car nearby. She called me. “This is just a small lesson. Dare to covet me again, and I’ll make your family wish for death!” 3 Tang Wen still didn’t believe I didn’t want her or her money. I hung up. I hope she’s this arrogant the day she dies! Dad sighed at home. Mom cried until her eyes were swollen. “We just wanted to repay a kindness. How did it come to this?” “Because Tang Wen isn’t my savior. Her mom lied when she found out about my constitution. My real savior is Chloe Chu!” I comforted my parents and finally contacted the Chu family. Mrs. Chu was Buddhist and believed in the “lucky charm” concept. She agreed immediately. She held my hand, promising, “Success or not, the Chu family owes you. If anything happens to Chloe, you can stay as our son-in-law or remarry. We won’t mistreat you.” I didn’t care about that. I just wanted to repay the kindness. But Mrs. Chu transferred 5 million dollars to me on the spot and arranged help for Dad’s company. I wanted to marry tomorrow to help Chloe recover sooner. But Mrs. Chu refused. “Marrying a dying girl is wronging you enough. The wedding can’t be rushed. We’ll do it in two days.” So the wedding coincided with Tang Wen and Jax’s. I didn’t care, but Tang Wen found out and stormed over. “Who allowed you to marry someone else?” she demanded. I married her to save her, she destroyed my family. I marry someone else, she’s unhappy. Is she sick in the head? I rolled my eyes. “I’ll marry who I want. What’s it to you?” Tang Wen lifted her chin. “Stop acting. How could you want to marry a dying girl like Chloe? Playing hard to get to make me jealous?” I was disgusted. “I’m marrying Chloe to bring her luck. It has nothing to do with you.” “Still using that excuse? Xavier, playing hard to get too much is annoying! Here’s the key to the Riverview Villa. Stay there. I’ll be with Jax for the first half of my wedding night, then come to you.” Tang Wen forced a key into my hand, scratching my palm. I laughed in anger. “You want me to be your side piece?” Tang Wen’s eyes darkened. “I only love Jax. Letting you be a lover is already generous. Don’t be ungrateful!” She drove off. I threw the key away. Tang Wen, that bitch. I can’t wait to see her die miserably on her wedding day! She didn’t make me wait long. On the wedding day, our motorcades met. Tang Wen saw me and her face darkened. “Xavier, I allowed you to be my lover, yet you dare to ruin my wedding with Jax… shameless!” Running into such bad luck on a big day. I frowned. “Are you blind? I’m in the Chu family car. No one is ruining your wedding.” Tang Wen yelled, “Don’t think you can fool me! Chloe really has leukemia. Your lucky charm thing is a lie. You wouldn’t marry a dead person. You just want to swap with Jax…” Splatter! Before she could finish her rant, she vomited a massive mouthful of blood. Tang Wen obviously didn’t expect this, staring at me in disbelief. I just smiled coldly, watching her stumble and fall. 4 She’s dying. This was always her fate! Seeing this, the accompanying doctors rushed over in panic to treat Tang Wen. But Jax rushed over and pushed them away. “Get back! Wen is fine. You lie to her all day, don’t you have a conscience?” He handed painkillers to Tang Wen. She poured half the bottle into her mouth, staring at me. “Xavier, don’t think because you and your mom drugged me to make my symptoms look severe, I’ll cancel the wedding to marry you.” She wiped the blood from her mouth, eyes full of mockery. “Lucky charm constitution? I don’t believe it. If marriage could save people, why do we need doctors?” I seriously suspected her brain was full of water. “I’ve always wanted to marry Chloe. Can you stop imagining things?” Tang Wen was angered by my tone. “You—” Before she could speak, Chloe, in her wedding dress, walked over quickly. She blocked me. “Hubby, she vomited so much blood. Are you scared?” “I’m fine.” I smiled at her. I’m a doctor. This scene is nothing. Chloe relaxed. But Tang Wen looked like she saw a ghost. “How? At this time, shouldn’t Chloe be dead? Why is she alive and well?” As soon as she spoke, she vomited more blood, lying on the ground like a dead dog, unable to get up. People like her deserve to die in agony! I frowned and pulled Chloe’s sleeve. “Miss Chu, we should go. Don’t miss the auspicious hour.” “Okay.” Chloe only had eyes for me. She agreed gently and took me into the car. Tang Wen wanted to stop me, but she couldn’t even crawl. Her wedding dress was soaked in blood, looking wretched and terrified. “It hurts… Jax, why aren’t the painkillers working? Why does it hurt so much?” Jax turned pale. “Maybe… maybe you didn’t take enough. Take the rest.” But after taking them, it didn’t help. She vomited more blood. She was breaking down. “Why isn’t it working?” Jax’s eyes were full of panic. “It shouldn’t be like this. You were fine in the last life. You shouldn’t be sick. It can’t be that the lucky charm was real…” Hearing this, Tang Wen’s face turned green. “What do you mean ‘shouldn’t be sick’? You said Xavier and his mom forged my records and drugged me. Was that all a guess? Jax, you idiot, you killed me!” She wanted to hit him but had no strength. Tang Wen was rushed to the hospital. The cancer expert shook his head. “Miss Tang has late-stage stomach cancer. If she took her meds, she could have lasted a while. But she stopped treatment and indulged in excesses. She has days left.” “I don’t want to die! What days left? Quack doctor! I lived a long life last time!” Tang Wen wanted to scream but could only whisper. She hated Jax, the stirrer. But she had no time to deal with him. Tang Wen gathered her strength and grabbed Mrs. Tang. “Mom, find Xavier. Make him give me luck. Only he can save me!” Mrs. Tang cried. “But he married Chloe. What do we do?” Tang Wen swore, “That doesn’t matter. He loves me obsessively. He won’t watch me die!”

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The day before my SATs, my favorite pen vanished. Just as I was about to head to CVS to buy a new one, my older brother shoved a pen into my hand. “I knew you’d lose yours, scatterbrain. I got this one just for you.” I smiled and took the pen. Suddenly, my phone buzzed with a message. “I am you from ten years in the future. DO NOT use the pen your brother gave you. It’s a grade-swapping pen.” “It swapped your score with your best friend, Lani.” I thought it was a prank text until I looked up and saw my brother whispering and giggling intimately with Lani. The next second, I gave that pen to the class slacker. 1 Before entering the exam hall, my brother, Leo, ran up to me specifically to nag. “Cici, remember to use that pen. I got it blessed at the temple for you.” “Don’t think just because your grades are good, you don’t need luck.” He checked my admission ticket and ID with meticulous care. How could I have imagined that my own brother, whom I grew up with, would plot against me like this? “Yeah, Cici, don’t be ungrateful. You always rely on your grades, but you need to know that exams like the SATs need a bit of luck. Listen to your brother, use that pen.” The two of them echoed each other like a married couple. Seeing them like this, I couldn’t help but believe the text message a little more. I was about to question them, but then I thought, today is the SATs. Better not cause trouble. I just nodded and entered the exam hall. As the last test paper was handed in, my high school life ended. When I walked out into the sunset, Leo and Lani were waiting for me. “How was it? I felt the questions were super easy,” Lani said, linking arms with Leo intimately, looking a bit smug. “Maybe this year I can surpass Cici and become the city’s top scholar.” I didn’t know where she got her confidence. Lani’s grades weren’t dead last, but she was definitely in the bottom tier. I had tutored her, but it didn’t help much. If she performed normally on this exam, community college would be a stretch. “Really? Did you solve the last geometry problem?” “Did you understand the English listening section?” “Did you get the essay prompt?” Lani’s face froze at my barrage of questions. Finally, she burrowed into Leo’s arms, acting wronged. Leo shouted sternly, “Cici, where are your manners?! Why are you so aggressive!” Watching Leo defend Lani, it seemed like she was his sister. “Nothing,” I pretended to be innocent. “I didn’t finish them, so I wanted to ask the future top scholar. What’s wrong?” Hearing me say I didn’t finish, Lani reacted like I triggered a keyword. She rushed out of Leo’s arms: “You didn’t write any of those?!” Leo also asked hurriedly, “Cici, don’t joke about grades!” Seeing their panic, the pen-swapping thing was definitely real. I said aggrievedly, “It’s all because of that pen you gave me. As soon as I held it, I couldn’t write anything. I didn’t know how to do so many questions!” “Impossible! You’re always first in the grade. Even if you mess up, you wouldn’t fall out of the top ten. How could you not write anything! You must be lying to us!” “Why would I lie to you? One is my closest brother, the other is my best friend. How could I lie to you? I really messed up.” Seeing that I really seemed to have failed, Lani went crazy and scratched at me. “Why did you harm me like this! Making me fail college!” I hid behind Leo in panic. “What are you talking about! I failed myself, what does it have to do with you?” Leo knew the inside story, so he quickly stopped Lani and comforted her, “It’s okay, she’s just too worried about you and talking nonsense. You go back first, I’ll take Lani home.” After sending the two away. 2 I received another text from my future self. “Did you still use the pen your brother gave you? Why hasn’t the future changed!” I quickly typed on the screen: “I didn’t use it. I gave the pen to the class slacker.” Just as we were wondering what was going on, Leo suddenly appeared again. He and Lani changed their attitude completely, smiling at me. “You little brat, scaring us. You’re clearly the top scholar but you lied to us.” A chill ran down my spine. Based on my own estimation, my score was indeed higher than last year’s city top scholar, but I didn’t have full confidence myself. How did they know! Lani was visibly happy again, acting coquettish with Leo. “Don’t forget, you promised me. If I get into MIT, you’ll be my boyfriend.” Leo pinched her nose with a smile. “You, still like a child.” Turning to me, Leo said, “Exams are over. Let’s go on a trip together. I’ll pay. Let’s go have fun!” “I’m not going!” Lani pouted. “If she’s not going, then she’s not going. She’s always a killjoy. I’ll go with Leo!” Leo grabbed me. “Look at you talking nonsense. You are my sister; how could I not take you? Let’s go together. Mom and Dad aren’t home for the holidays. I’m not comfortable leaving you alone.” After all, he was the brother I grew up with. As soon as his tone softened, I wanted to agree. But at this moment, my phone received another text: “Don’t go! They are going to sell you into the deep mountains! Then Lani will replace you and go to college!” I immediately refused decisively. “Not going. I want to get my driver’s license this holiday. I don’t need you to take care of me. I’ll stay at Uncle’s house.” Leo didn’t seem to expect me to refuse. His hand froze in mid-air. “Better go. Don’t cause trouble for others. Learn from Lani, be good!” Lani also chimed in, “Exactly. With your withdrawn personality, you only know how to study. If not for me and Leo, who would hang out with a freak like you? We are doing this for your own good.” “I don’t like socializing because I think dealing with people is a waste of energy. Being friends with you is just because you are incredibly stupid. I can see through your thoughts at once without any effort.” Lani blushed with anger at my words. Leo ignored our bickering and continued to persuade me to go out with him. His schemes were almost hitting me in the face. “Not going! If you’re worried, I’ll tell Mom.” At the mention of Mom, Leo shut up. Because Mom only liked children with good grades. In the family, I was not only the favored second child but also had surprisingly good grades. I skipped several grades and took the SATs with him at 14. In the family, whatever I said went. But even so, Leo didn’t let me go. That night, with red eyes, he even knelt by my bed, just for our parents waiting outside the door to see. He said our parents were always away on business, and his only wish as a brother was to take me to relax after the exams. He even brought up old scores, like carrying me three blocks to find a clinic when I had a fever as a child. Mom and Dad already felt guilty towards their eldest son, so they came out to uphold justice and made me go out with him. I couldn’t refuse, so I went along. 3 As the car drove away from the city, I watched the buildings shrinking in the rearview mirror. My phone vibrated in my pocket. Future me sent a message: “Do not go on the trip with them. They plan to sell you. There are ropes and chloroform in the trunk.” I replied calmly: “Too late.” I could only clutch my phone tightly, nails digging into my palm. Leo looked back at me from the passenger seat, smiling and handing me a bottle of chilled juice. “Car sick? Bro bought your favorite brand.” Lani sat next to me, leaning her head on my shoulder intimately, as if nothing had happened a few days ago. “Cici, look, ahead is the winding mountain road. I heard the sunrise at the peak is especially beautiful.” When she spoke, her hair smelled of men’s cologne. It was the exact one Leo used. Because of the warning from the future text, I was very careful at first. They didn’t make any moves, and no more texts came. Leo took us out to play and eat local snacks every day. Lani kept taking photos, chanting: “Vlog the top scholar’s holiday.” Just like that, more than a month passed. Seeing that the results were about to be released, they still hadn’t acted, as if they really just came out to play. Until this day, Leo said he found a wild hot spring and drove us deeper into the mountains. The mountain road became bumpier, and the phone signal was intermittent. Lani suddenly screamed, pointing out the window: “Look! Are those fireflies?” I looked in the direction she pointed but saw Leo taking a small brown bottle out of the glove box in my peripheral vision. “Tired?” Leo stopped the car in a dense forest, unscrewed the cap, and poured some transparent liquid into a paper cup. “I specially asked the B&B owner for calming tea. Drink it, and soaking in the hot spring will be more comfortable later.” I looked at the pitch-black surroundings, feeling creeped out. At this moment, the phone vibrated crazily: “There’s something in the drink. You must have noticed. Don’t drink it. But you’re just a kid, you can’t escape. Play along and get kidnapped. I left you something to save yourself.” I knocked the paper cup to the ground violently. The brown liquid splashed on Leo’s beige pants. “What are you doing?” His face changed drastically, the tenderness in his eyes instantly turning into hostility. Lani screamed and hid by the car door but accidentally pressed the window button. The damp night wind rolled in with the smell of earth. “Bro,” I forced my voice to tremble, “I… I need to pee.” Leo stared at me for three seconds, then suddenly smiled again. But the smile didn’t reach his eyes. “Silly girl, why didn’t you say so earlier? Lani will go with you. I’ll wait in the car.” Lani pulled my hand and walked into the woods. When the car was out of sight, she suddenly pushed me hard to the ground. “Stop pretending!” She squatted in front of me, her exquisitely made-up face full of malice. “Do you really think I don’t know you gave the pen to the slacker? Luckily, your brother got a spare, or I wouldn’t have gotten your score!” I struggled to look up and saw two men in camouflage standing in the shadows behind her, holding a sack. Lani took out her phone and swiped the screen. It showed the chat history between her and Leo— “Is the stuff ready? The buyer said he wants her alive. Deliver to the back valley for money.” “Don’t worry, bro. I have the chloroform ready. Once she’s sold, I can openly go to MIT with her identity.” “My Lani is the smartest. Once this is done, bro will be with you.” “You have such a good brother, and you don’t cherish him. You deserve this fate. Don’t be so smart in your next life. What’s the use of just studying well!” Lani stood up and kicked my knee. “Can’t figure out why your own brother would harm you? Tall poppy syndrome. For so many years, you not only stole Mom and Dad’s love for him but also crushed him in every aspect. He feels bad. This exam is your doom.” As soon as Lani finished speaking, the man in camouflage walked over and put the sack over my head. In the darkness, I heard Lani’s laughter and Leo’s voice from afar: “Be gentle, don’t hurt her…” 4 When I woke up, I was lying on a kang (heated brick bed) in an adobe house, hands and feet tied with rough hemp rope. Outside the window were rolling mountain shadows. My phone had been taken away at some point. The door creaked open, and an old man with a wrinkled face walked in, holding a bowl of dark stuff. “Awake? Drink the medicine quickly. Drink it and you’re my family’s wife.” The old man grinned with missing teeth, his breath stinking to high heaven. I shook my head desperately, tears flowing uncontrollably. Just then, a faint vibration came from under the mat. Taking advantage of the old man turning around, I lifted a corner of the mat with my knee and actually felt my phone! It was my future self! She must have calculated that I would be taken here and hid the phone somewhere in advance! “Don’t be afraid,” a new message popped up. “The old man is hard of hearing. Pretend to drink the medicine and pour it into the crack of the kang. There’s his son’s phone in the third drawer of the headboard. The password is his granddaughter’s birthday—20100815.” I did as she said. While the old man wasn’t looking, I poured the medicine into the crack and pretended to pass out. After he left snoring, I opened the drawer with my teeth and indeed found an old phone. After unlocking it, I tremblingly dialed 911 and whispered the GPS coordinates shown in the future message. For the next two days, I pretended to be submissive, letting the old man bring me food. Lani and Leo never appeared again. Only the old man bragged to everyone about “the city wife his son bought for a big price.” Until the evening of the third day, police sirens suddenly came from outside the window. A group of police officers rushed in and pinned the old man and his son to the ground. When I was rescued, I met my parents who had driven to the foot of the mountain. Mom held me and cried until she fainted. Dad’s eyes were red, repeating “It’s Dad who didn’t protect you well.” Only then did I know that Leo called the police immediately after I went missing. He tearfully said I “ran away from home due to exam pressure” and took my parents to search the city for two days, portraying himself as a perfect brother. “Where’s Bro?” I asked, wiping my tears.

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As soon as I walked out of the SAT exam hall, I was dragged into a dark interrogation room by the police. Officers found cheating tools sewn into my clothes. And in a nearby hotel, they arrested the “gunman” (a hired test-taker) who was collaborating with me. The moment the gunman saw me, he identified me as the buyer. He voluntarily confessed to the crime and detailed the financial transactions between us. The evidence was undeniable, and it was broadcast all over the internet. Overnight, I went from being hailed as a genius scholar by the media to a prisoner. My parents tried to appeal but failed. Unable to withstand the cyberbullying, they died tragically at home. Not long after receiving the news of their deaths, I died of a heart attack. Until my last breath, I didn’t understand. I clearly did nothing, so why did all the evidence point to me cheating? When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the eve of the SATs. 1 “Zoe, what are you spacing out for? Hurry up and get your ID out to check in.” My best friend Lily’s voice rang in my ear. I shuddered violently. I was in a hotel lobby, and the clock on the wall behind the reception desk showed the date as June 6th. Lily nudged me. “Why are you still spacing out? ID!” The shove finally made me realize I had been reborn. In my past life, because the exam center was too far from home, we were worried about traffic jams on the day of the SATs. So the night before, Lily and I checked into a hotel less than a hundred meters from the exam center. On the last day of the exams, as soon as I walked out, I was arrested for cheating. And the gunman who provided me with answers was hiding in the room I stayed in. “Zoe, why are you so slow today? The receptionist is waiting!” Saying that, Lily eagerly reached into my bag to grab my ID. I grabbed her hand. “I’m not staying.” Lily frowned and complained. “Zoe, why are you like this? Do you know how much effort I put into booking this hotel?” “No, you have to stay!” I looked at Lily in confusion, puzzled. She usually had a gentle temperament and spoke softly, so why was she being so pushy today? I forced a smile. “Lily, you know I have trouble sleeping in a strange bed. I might stay awake all night in the hotel, which would affect my performance tomorrow.” “So I thought about it and decided to go home. Worst case, I’ll just get up earlier tomorrow. I’m really sorry.” Lily covered her mouth and laughed. “I was just teasing you; you actually took it seriously?” “Then think carefully. Rooms are super hard to book before the SATs. If you cancel now and change your mind later, there won’t be any rooms left.” I nodded, insisting on going home. “Then call an Uber yourself. I’m going to the room to review.” I watched her enter the elevator and hailed a cab. “Driver, to the nearest internet cafe.” 2 Everything in my past life happened too fast, exploding and vanishing like fireworks. Why were cheating tools found on me? Where did the evidence provided by the gunman come from? And who wanted to harm me, and why? These questions were like a fog in my mind. I might never find out the truth in this life, but at least I could avoid this disaster. That is, by not taking the SATs, so I couldn’t go home. I had to go to a place open 24 hours, where I could stay and which had surveillance. An internet cafe was perfect. The driver quickly took me to one. I paid for two consecutive days. After finding a seat, I binge-watched variety shows and dramas. When hungry, I ate instant noodles from the cafe; when sleepy, I slept a bit. But as soon as I fell asleep, images of my past life surfaced, and I’d wake up startled. This repeated until 5 PM on the third day. Just as I closed my eyes. A pop-up appeared on the webpage. [Breaking News: A candidate was caught cheating in the SATs in South City. The suspect has fled the exam center, and police are in hot pursuit!] I had a bad premonition. Just as I was about to click on the pop-up, the computer screen went black. Complaints erupted in the internet cafe. “Admin, what’s going on? Why did the computers go black!” “Sorry everyone, the circuit breaker probably tripped. I’ll go reset it now. Please be patient.” Not long after, sirens wailed outside. 3 Several police officers rushed in and surrounded me. They flashed their badges. “Zoe Chen, you run fast. In the blink of an eye, you ran to an internet cafe!” I asked confusedly, “May I ask what this is about?” The officer snapped, “Still playing dumb? You cheated on the SATs, and we’re arresting you!” For a moment, my brain almost lost the ability to think. “Me… cheated?” Amidst my confusion, Lily and my childhood sweetheart boyfriend, Shawn, rushed in. Lily panted as she spoke up for me, “Zoe couldn’t have cheated. You have to believe in her character. Besides, she’s already been guaranteed admission.” Shawn squeezed through the crowd, shielding me. “Yeah, officer, she has no reason to take this risk. Could there be a misunderstanding?” The students who followed them to watch the drama sneered, “Does her innocence depend entirely on your words? If so, why do we need police?” “Exactly! I think you’re accomplices. Suggest arresting them all for investigation.” Lily got anxious. “Zoe, explain quickly. I’m dying of anxiety.” Surrounded by noise, my mind went blank. Seeing my silence, Lily’s eyes went from determined to doubtful. “Zoe, you didn’t really cheat, did you?” Her voice was small, but loud enough for those around to hear. They started pointing fingers. “Oh my god, cheating on the SATs when checks are so strict these days? Some people really aren’t afraid of death.” “This girl seems to be the top scholar from my friend’s school. I’ve seen her on their honor roll. Tsk tsk, turns out it was all fake!” “Pretending to be smart usually, afraid of being exposed in the SATs, so she risked cheating.” “Heard her parents are master teachers at the school. Even a teacher’s daughter cheated; do her parents have the face to live? They might as well die!” The insults in my ears sent chills down my spine. But clearly, I had been in the internet cafe since last night and never left. How could I be suspected of cheating? My voice trembled involuntarily. “Officer, but I didn’t take the SATs, so how could I cheat?” The officer laughed in anger. “You say you didn’t take the SATs? You really won’t cry until you see the coffin.” “Come back to the station with us; I’ll show you the evidence!” 4 Handcuffs were slapped onto my wrists. I hugged the chair tightly, shouting, “I really didn’t take the SATs. If you don’t believe me, ask the people here, check the surveillance!” “Still making excuses, huh? Fine, I’ll check now, so you can give up hope!” The officer immediately asked the surrounding onlookers. “Can anyone testify that she has been here online since last night and hasn’t left?” I looked at them expectantly. But they all shook their heads. “Officer, we’re here to game. Who pays attention to who’s sitting next to them?” “I just got here. How would I know when she arrived? I have no impression.” “Officer, testifying means going to the station to register, right? Don’t make it hard for us. If my parents find out I sneaked out to game, they’ll skin me alive.” I panicked. “If they can’t testify, there’s surveillance!” The admin ran over apologetically. “Officer, I’m really sorry. Just now, a high-voltage surge burned out the storage device, and all surveillance footage is lost.” I looked at her in disbelief. “Impossible, how could it break so coincidentally? I want to see for myself.” She led me to the monitor. The words “Disk Error” stung my eyes. I asked her like clutching the last straw, “Sister, you registered me last night. Do you remember me?” The admin nodded, then shook her head. “Sorry, I’m face-blind and really can’t remember faces.” At this, I felt like I was in an ice cave, trembling all over. The admin pointed at the small red flower on my clothes. “Didn’t you just rush in from outside? I can’t remember faces, but I remember this red flower on your collar. It’s particularly eye-catching.” I got extremely agitated. “You’re lying! I’ve been sitting in my seat the whole time, nowhere else!” The officer sneered. “Zoe Chen, stop quibbling. Your cheating tool is hidden in this eye-catching red flower!” Saying that, he picked up scissors, cut off the red flower, tore it open, and indeed, an electronic device was hidden inside. My eyes widened, utterly shocked. In my past life, an identical electronic device was found in my clothes. This moment seemed to pull me back to my past life. I screamed in terror, “This isn’t mine!” At the same time, Lily screamed, “Zoe, isn’t this that?” Shawn looked disappointed. “Zoe, I can’t believe you would do such a thing.” Seeing their reactions, I seemed to lose all strength instantly. “So you saw me in the exam hall too?” They both nodded. I only saw darkness, and Shawn’s hollow, desperate voice rang in my ears. “Zoe, your best option now is to confess and seek leniency, understand?” “We’ll take care of your parents 24/7, don’t worry.”

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