The strategy failed, she came back holding the bottle

Man Yue’s previous dream was to be a strong woman. After ten years of hard study, she finally got into a good university, which she cherished more than anyone else.

But there are always so many accidents in this world.

People say that bad luck only finds the unfortunate, but Man Yue doesn't feel that she is that unfortunate. At least she, the unlucky girl, met the system, which gave her three chances to start over.

What a pity! The target of her strategy was a weirdo, and the client was an idiot and a super weirdo.

This is a mission destined to be unfinished. Man Yue has gone from being full of expectations to now giving up. Whatever happens, it happens! At least there are people who will be buried with him.

System: "Host, you are much more optimistic now. I can't even sense the sadness or fear in you."

Man Yue found a bench by the roadside and sat down, sipping her milk tea: "That's not the case."

The system instantly began to admire her. Had its host evolved into a high-level human? She wasn't even afraid of death.

But I don't want to live anymore.

What is the highest state of human beings? It is to be free from desire and fear.

In the human world, there are usually two types of people: murderers who have committed heinous crimes and practitioners who have done countless good deeds.

The host belongs to the third type, the unlucky human who has lived enough!

But it cannot be said that she has lived enough. It has seen Man Yue staring at her account balance and crying silently several times.

She cried and said: How can I spend so much money?

The system sighed: The host still has some nostalgia and suffering. She didn’t even cry when she broke up with He Wenjing and Xie Xiao.

Man Yue threw the half-finished cup of milk tea into the trash can, stood up and stretched towards the sky.

The temperature has warmed up a little today, and the sun is shining down, making it warm.

"Miss Man Yue."

Man Yue opened her eyes, and a pair of deer eyes suddenly appeared. Man Yue lowered her arms in surprise.

"Why are you here? Are you trying to find a place on me?"

Ji Ming took his hands out of his pockets, and in his right palm was a hot tea egg.

The tea eggs were wrapped in a plastic bag and lay limply in his palm as he handed them to her. He smiled and said, "I saved them especially for you. Want to try them?"

Man Yue took it with a frown, "You left it for me? How did you know we could meet?"

Ji Ming blinked and said in a low voice, "Because I leave an egg for you every day!"

Man Yue was a little surprised and couldn't tell whether he was feeling grateful or some inexplicable meaning.

She sat down again and cracked the warm egg. The remaining soup on the egg made her hands sticky.

Ji Ming sat beside her, staring at her with bright eyes: "Miss, are you unhappy today?"

Man Yue: “I do this every day!”

Ji Ming leaned back slowly, his arm naturally resting on the bench behind Man Yue.

Ji Ming: "It's different. You don't usually frown."

Man Yue tilted her head: "Do I have it?"

Ji Ming nodded: "Yes."

Man Yue shook her head: "I don't remember. Have you been studying hard recently?"

Ji Ming raised his eyebrows: "Of course, I will definitely be admitted to the same university as you."

"Ah."

Man Yue responded calmly, "Just do your best."

The salty egg lingered in her mouth, but Man Yue couldn't taste anything. After eating, she stood up, threw the egg shell into the trash can, and said goodbye to him:

"Thank you. Go back and study hard! I wish you a happy new year in advance."

Ji Ming stood up and stood across from her nervously: "We can send you New Year's greetings on the same day. Can I send you New Year's greetings on that day?"

Man Yue nodded: "Okay."

As she spoke, she stopped a car on the side of the road, opened the door and waved to him.

Ji Ming's eyes curved and he smiled brightly: "Goodbye."

Even when the car's exhaust was no longer visible under the full moon, he still looked at the direction where she left with reluctance.

"Brother Ming, what are you doing? You're smiling like a little white rabbit."

The boy who suddenly appeared behind him patted his shoulder. Ji Ming instantly put away the smile on his face and turned back to look at him grimly: "Who do you say is the little white rabbit?"

"I'm not talking about you, I'm not talking about you." Seeing him like this, the boy immediately explained: "I just saw that you were smiling happily! By the way, Brother Ming, where are the tea eggs I asked you to buy for me?"

Ji Ming said dryly, "I forgot."

"Forgot? No way! When I contacted you 15 minutes ago, you told me you had bought it. How come it's gone all of a sudden?"

The boy looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Ji Ming didn't answer, just looked at him and strode away.

The boy immediately trotted after him: "I know, Brother Ming, you're not going to send it to some girl, are you? I just saw you grinning at that."

Ji Ming: "Be quiet."

Boy: "Brother Ming, you're not! Are you feeling aroused again?"

"What do you mean?"

"I've seen you smile like that to Man Yue at school before, but not again. I don't care, you have to make it up to me."

Ji Ming: "If you want to eat, go buy it yourself."

Boy: "I have great news to tell you today, and you treat me like this."

Ji Ming paused: "What good news?"

The boy chuckled, "After the New Year, Xie Xiao is getting engaged to He Nuan. The invitations were sent to my house yesterday, and I guess yours got them too. This time, no one will compete with you for your woman."

Ji Ming's expression gradually turned cold: "Engagement? They still have the nerve to get engaged?"

He had never seen anyone who was so high-profile after cheating.

That Xie Xiao too, how dare he do that.

"He didn't invite Jiang Manyue!"

The boy scratched his head. "I don't know about that, but I can't even guess with my toes. How thick-skinned does one have to be to invite his ex-girlfriend to his engagement party with his mistress? How about we go and ruin the party?"

Ji Ming didn't care: "You are so free."

"........."

Shen Zhizhi died on New Year's Eve.

It is said that he left with a smile.

When Man Yue heard the news, she was making dumplings with Aunt Li.

Hearing this, he paused and the dumpling wrapper in his hand almost fell off and onto the ground.

Aunt Li: "What's wrong? You don't feel well."

Man Yue shook her head: "No, it's just... is what you just said true?"

Aunt Li nodded with some regret: "It was the Huo family's nanny who told me. She accidentally overheard Miss Huo chatting with someone else. What a pity, she is so young."

Shen Zhizhi immediately wiped her hands and picked up her cell phone which was on the coffee table.

When I opened the group chat, there were already 99 messages in it.

"Shen Zhizhi committed suicide? Is this true?"

"How could this be false? I own an apartment in the same complex as hers. I went there to pick something up and saw her agent and two bodyguards carrying someone down from the building. Someone must have been deliberately suppressing this news to prevent it from leaking today."