The archaeological institute excavated a millennium-old female corpse.
A reconstruction of her appearance.
She looks exactly like my long-lost sister.
At the top of Ling Mountain, the Great Thunder Monastery is now in ruins.
I hold a tin staff in my hand, mobilizing all my magical powers, and my golden body emerges from myself.
I walk step by step towards the center of the hall, where the residual golden light of the Buddhas converges towards me, shaping my Buddha body.
In the center of the main hall, a mass of flesh and blood mixed into a flesh mud keeps churning, gradually forming a human shape.
It sneers, "Golden Cicada, even the Buddhas can't do anything to me, are you here to die as well?"
I raise my tin staff and point it directly at it:
I never thought the first thing to captivate my imagination would be a potato.
My father handed me a potato carved to look like Zhao Feiyan and quipped, "Kid, just imagine, she can strip and dance on the palm of your hand."
It was actually a potato, a potato carved to resemble Zhao Feiyan.
I wandered the streets with this potato, and encountered a fortune teller named Guan Lu.
Guan Lu shook his head and said to me, "Lv Dao, in ten years, you will find a woman even more stunning than Zhao Feiyan."
I rolled my eyes at him, "I'm not Lv Dao, I'm Lv Bu."
Guan Lu chuckled, "Well, for this matter, you better ask your mom when you get home."
I am in charge of the confession wall at the college.
On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I received a submission:
[Wall, can the school hospital perform an abortion operation?]
When I saw this message, my brain instantly shrunk.
Looking closely, the profile picture of the sender turned out to be a photo of me from high school.
At that moment, my brain shrunk even more.
In my previous life, I spent ten years stepping on a sewing machine in Boss Wen's novels, and my heart was colder than a butcher's knife.
Starting over, I looked at Boss Wen's news release about celebrating the return of the real heiress and his extravagant purchase of a whole street as a gift, and sneered.
Boss Wen called my phone with a voice that was two parts taunting, three parts cold, and five parts indifferent, saying, "I, Boss Wen, transfer the money."
I held Boss Wen's black card and lightly touched my red lips, saying, "Your bank account balance is insufficient. Please consider recharging."
In my previous life, when I was throwing the embroidered ball to find a husband, there was a girl who insisted on joining in the fun and kicked the ball onto a beggar.
The beggar, being kind-hearted, voluntarily refused this marriage proposal.
However, she relied on her noble identity and forced my father to keep his promise, ruining my entire life.
In this new life, why is she unwilling to marry when she herself is forced into it?
My biological parents were wealthy, and when they found me, the fake rich girl cried bitterly.
My elder brother stepped forward to protect her: "I only have this one sister, I don't recognize anyone else."
My biological parents looked embarrassed: "We have regarded her as our own daughter for a long time, please understand."
They were afraid that my arrival would make others look down on Cheng Taoxi, so they planned to make Cheng Taoxi climb up to the richest Jiang family.
Their target was the Jiang family.
But the Jiang family is the family that adopted me.
The Jiang family is nothing special, just billions of assets, a daughter controlling her parents, and a sister controlling her brother.
And I am the only daughter of the Jiang family.
My biological parents are wealthy. When they found me, the fake heiress cried bitterly.
My older brother stepped forward to protect her: "She's my only sister, I don't recognize anyone else."
My biological parents looked embarrassed: "We have always treated her as our own daughter, please understand."
They were afraid that my arrival would make people look down on Cheng Taoxi, so they planned for Cheng Taoxi to attach herself to the richest family, the Jiang family.
Their target was the Jiang family.
But the Jiang family is the family that adopted me.
The Jiang family is nothing special, just having billions of assets, a daughter who controls her parents, and a sister who adores her older brother.
And I, I am the only daughter of the Jiang family.
On the anniversary day, my boyfriend posted on his Moments: "Time flies, it's already the ninth year."
I liked the post, but then he quickly deleted it.
Until one day, I accidentally saw my boyfriend's phone.
There was a comment on that post from a friend: "It's been 9 years, and you still haven't forgotten her?"
I glanced at the photo of "her," and she looked exactly like me.
Turns out, my boyfriend's ninth-year anniversary was never about me.
It was about his lost love—Su Yue, his white moonlight.
Later on, I quietly left. It was only when I was about to get married that I found out he had been desperately searching for me for ten years.
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