Resurrection from the dead, dull Bai Yueguang x unrequited love after being widowed for ten years

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　　Ji Fanling died at the age of seventeen.

　　When she opened her eyes again, she was in an unfamiliar narrow street.

　　It was raining heavily, and a Maybach was parked at the end of the street.

　　A tall and elegant man got out of the car. He was noble and indifferent. He was wearing a black suit and holding a black umbrella, as if he was expressing condolences.

　　His deep gaze stayed on him.

　　Ji Fanling tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then hesitantly said: "Are you Fu Yingcheng's brother? Fu Yingcheng doesn't have a brother? Why are you staring at me?"

　　Damn, you are a pervert.

　　She waited for a while. The man pursed his thin lips tightly and did not speak. Raindrops fell along the umbrella ribs, covering his almost uncontrollable gaze.

　　She walked away impatiently: "Crazy."

　　The two passed by.

　　But he didn't dare to call her.

　　——For ten years, every time he dreamed of her, she would disappear as soon as he opened his mouth.

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　　The infamous Fu Group came back from the dead in just a few years and has skyrocketed. Fu Yingcheng, who is in charge of the company, can be called the King of Hell in the business world. He is ruthless and decisive in his actions, and he always handles official business without mercy.

　　But there is a young girl around him recently.

　　He took his car, swiped his card, and entered and exited his office where he did not accept outsiders at will. He even called him by his first name and spoke Fu Yingcheng.

　　Everyone in the company speculated about their relationship, and there was a lot of private discussion.

　　"You don't know, right? Last time, Mr. Fu persuaded her to go to the third year of high school, and she called Mr. Fu a fool."

　　"Here, still going to school? How old is she? She couldn't be raised by Mr. Fu outside..."

　　"Mr. Fu She's not that kind of person, is she his niece?"

　　"You can't be shouting around like this, you don't have a tutor."

　　Unexpectedly, the girl opened the door and raised her eyebrows, half-smiling:

　　"You

　　really don't have a tutor?" After all, I'm older than him..."

　　The girl said slowly: "He has to call me, sister."

　　Everyone looked at the girl's beautiful and vivid eighteen-year-old face in stunned silence.

　　...Sister, sister? ? ?

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　　Once upon a time, Fu Yingcheng, who had always been self-disciplined, got drunk for the first time.

　　His friend helped him back to his room and saw a two-inch ID photo taped to his bedside.

　　The girl in the photo is wearing a light blue school uniform, with a ponytail and bright eyes and white teeth.

　　Fu Yingcheng couldn't walk steadily, but he stubbornly placed the cake he had protected all the way on the bedside. His throat rolled with a low voice, full of the spicy pain of alcohol: "Happy birthday."

　　His friend said in surprise: "Who Ah?"

　　"…Dead Wife."

　　Childhood Sweetheart/Resurrection from the Dead/Secret Love Comes True/The Group's Favorite Heroine/1v1/sc/HE 　　1.

　　Perverse world-weary little wild cat

One year older and nine years younger than the male protagonist after death, the female protagonist truly traveled through time without any supernatural elements.

　　3. For the same fantasy novel about a widower whose heroine comes back from the dead, see the author's column → "After Rebirth, I Became the Favorite of All the Gods and Demons."

　　For the same modern romance novel with a fantasy color, please see the author's column → "Non-Human Exes Are All "Want to Reunite with Me"

　　content tags: A soft spot for love, a sweet story about traveling through time and space, campus relaxation;

　　Protagonist's perspective, Ji Fanling, Fu Yingcheng, supporting role, Jiang Baixing;

　　One sentence introduction: Resurrection from the dead, Bai Yueguang x Ten years of widowhood, unrequited love

　　; Concept: Precious treasures will be lost and found.

　　Chapter 01 Car Accident

　　On November 8, 2012, the day Ji Fanling died, there was a rare heavy rain in Beiwan City.

　　In the morning, Ji Fanling was woken up by a heavy object hitting his head and face.

　　Ji Fanling covered her face with her arms and turned over to avoid it: "Are you fucking crazy?!"

　　Ji Guoliang was standing in front of the bed, holding her schoolbag upside down and shaking it downwards.

　　The papers, textbooks, and stationery in the schoolbag hit her head and face. Ji Guoliang threw the empty schoolbag on her face, grabbed her collar and pulled her out of bed, and said angrily: "Where's my money?" "Where are you hiding?"

　　"Have you eaten too much shit and ruined your brain?" Ji Fanling scolded, "It's none of my business to throw money

　　away!" Ji Guoliang swept her quilt and pillow away. He went to the ground, lifted up the mattress and rummaged around, cursing, "It's hard to guard against house thieves. He's like a white-eyed wolf. He's a loser like your mother!"

　　Ji Fanling grabbed the coat and pants from the back of the chair, put them on casually, and rushed in living room.

　　The cramped living room was filled with the smell of cigarette smoke from Ji Guoliang and his group of poker friends playing cards all night. The card table was messy, the floor was messy, and empty beer bottles and packaging bags made people have nowhere to go.

　　Ji Guoliang was still going crazy in her room.

　　He lost all night last night, but the money he was going to get back was missing. He couldn't help but turned Ji Fanling's room upside down in anger.

　　The girl was used to it, and she quickly touched the men's jackets and trousers on the hangers.

　　She took out a fifty and two twenties from her jacket pocket, three coins from her pants pocket, and half a box of cigarettes on the table, all of which she put into her pocket.

　　After taking the money, Ji Fanling kicked down the clothes hanger and jumped on his clothes several times with her sneakers until the clothes were covered with shoe prints.

　　When Ji Guoliang heard the noise, he rushed out of the bedroom and yelled: "What the hell! Stop..." He picked up the beer bottle in the corner and threw it hard.

　　Ji Fanling bent over expertly, and the beer bottle banged on the wall behind her and was smashed to pieces.

　　The girl raised her eyes coldly, gave him a straight middle finger, then rushed out of the door and ran down the stairs in a few steps, leaving the curses far behind her.

　　...

　　It was only half past six when Ji Fanling arrived at Beiwan High School. It was rare that he was not late.

　　She washed her face hastily in the toilet, rinsed her mouth, put on her hood, lay down on the desk and fell asleep with her head covered.