Soltó un pesado suspiro que había retenido desde que leyó la última línea. Se pasó las manos por el rostro en un intento de despejarse. "Tengo un manuscrito real en mis manos" Se dijo a sí mismo. "Una libreta de un soldado kazajo que peleaba por la URSS" "¿Cómo es que nadie se ha dado cuenta?"

"Creek, I'm tired. I might never like you again." "Su Bei-Mo, how about I like you in my next life?" In her previous life, Shen Yuexi had thought that Yu Qingfeng was her destiny, so she learned everything he loved, but all she got in return was betrayal, and the loss of the person she loved the most. But she had been reborn, and she had been reborn before it had even begun. This time, she was going to polish her eyes, tear up the slag man with her hands, and beat the white lotus. The most important thing was to be reconciled to her Mr. Su, but what if Mr. Su was a little hard to get along with?