As long as Chu Xiang was by her side, she could accept anything, she could be indifferent to anything, she would humble herself to the dust...
Wang Feifei loved watching him work diligently; it was one of the few heartwarming moments in their otherwise monotonous cohabitation.
Now, Wang Feifei saw Chu Xiang's serious face again...
He was carefully dividing the material, but to Wang Feifei, that face was more terrifying than a ghost.
Only then did she truly understand what thoughts lay hidden behind Chu Xiang's coldness over the past eight years:
Perhaps her initial purpose in approaching him was plunder, but this disaster gave her body a value as well.
Wang Feifei closed her eyes, and the cold gradually made her unable to feel the pain.
I'm finally free...
Her soul floated into the air, watching the demon busily packing, before finally slamming the door and leaving.
Wang Feifei is trapped in this room, crying every day for her own foolishness.
Two years later, the soul suddenly sensed the melting of ice and snow.
...
When she opened her eyes again, a ray of warm sunlight shone on her face. She was lying in bed, surrounded by a familiar yet unfamiliar scene.
She touched herself excitedly; it was warm.
I've been reborn?
Before she could even feel happy about being reborn, the fear from her past life surged back as she looked at the furnishings in the room!
She took out her phone. June 3, 2039, one month before the disaster!
Only Wang Feifei was inside. Chu Xiang, as usual, would leave early to avoid going to work together.
That's good, at least I don't have to face this beast so soon.
There's only one month left. I must survive!
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