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My god, Shixu, because he loved me, restarted our lives fifty-two times.

Yet, because he feared my death, in those fifty-two cycles, he never dared to truly live with me.

For the fifty-third time, I decided it was my turn to take the lead.

I kissed his trembling eyelashes and whispered softly:

"Shixu, I'm tired."

"I don't want to play this 'escaping fate' game with you anymore."

"This time, let's try a different approach—"

"You won't be the prisoner, and I won't be the victim."

"We'll be accomplices, stealing the key to 'fate' together, and then completely disband this boring game."