Chapter 1

Chapter 1

By the time I transmigrated over, the story was already nearing its end.

The female lead fell from the city wall like a white bird, her blood splattering all over me. It hurt so much I trembled from top to bottom.

The instant she died, the world froze. Then, like a movie rewinding, day and night flipped, and time flowed backward.

I was stunned.

Wait, had I transmigrated into a rebirth novel? Could the female lead reload her save, turn back before it was too late, lock away her heart, swear off love, and kick the scumbag man to the curb?

Now that, I was interested in.

Reality proved I was thinking too much.

Not even Buddha can save a love-addled brain, and a restart does not come with an IQ boost.

This was the third time I had watched Bai Ruohuan step onto the city wall.

Dressed all in white, she was delicate and beautiful, a sorrowful smile on her face. “This humble one offered her whole heart, yet in the end, it was given to the wrong person.”

Damn it. I had heard that line so many times it was practically burned into my lungs.

I wanted nothing more than to grab her by the ankles, hang her upside down from the city wall, and give her a full set of Thomas three-sixty spins so she could enjoy an immersive washing-machine experience and shake all the water out of her brain.

Lady! This is your third restart!

How are you still so determined to hang yourself on the same crooked tree?

More importantly, why do you keep dying right in front of me?

Pick another spot, and I will respect your choice and offer my blessings, okay?

After delivering that declaration of love, Bai Ruohuan once again-yes, again-threw herself off the wall.

The female lead filter was working overtime. Even after falling to her death, she did not look ugly. If anything, she looked tragically beautiful.

Like a plum blossom crushed into the mud.

I immediately cursed three times in a row. The main problem was that her blood splattered everywhere, and it hurt like hell!

Enduring the pain, I looked up at the male lead on top of the city wall. He had been standing right behind Bai Ruohuan just now. All he had to do was reach out, and he could have grabbed her.

But he did not.

He merely watched coldly, then turned to leave without even looking back.

Fury surged in my chest.

Scum!

The male lead, who had just turned to leave, suddenly stepped into empty air. With a series of thuds and tumbles, he rolled all the way down the stairs of the gate tower.

His attendants were scared stupid. They actually stood frozen in place, watching helplessly as their master rolled into a ball right in front of them before braking with his face.

For a moment, no one paid him any attention.

The scumbag had no choice but to be strong and climb up by himself.

Slowly, he raised a hand, covered his mouth, and spat out a tooth.

Oh ho. Hahahahahahaha!

I gloated.

I forgot to introduce myself. I had transmigrated into a city wall.

That is right. The very wall Bai Ruohuan kept jumping from. The iconic check-in spot for tower-jumping literature, the background prop for bad-ending aesthetics.

Just now, I removed a few bricks and made that scumbag physically roll down off me.

Take your time-actually, get lost. No need to thank me.