Gu Qingjiu didn't explicitly say what kind of a story it was.
She was talking about a dream, but everything in that dream appeared so clear.
So clear that she could recount this dream completely, clearly, and indifferently.
When she spoke of the first time she smashed someone's head and completely changed, she could feel Helian Niancheng tighten his hug of her.
The way he was gripping Gu Qingjiu's waist was as though he wanted to rub her into his bones.
"Later… Later I died in prison. It was murder. And then I woke up and realized that it was merely a dream I had when I was 18."
She recounted her ending in her previous life in a few mere words.
She concluded all the origins to that moment she was reborn four years ago.
If it weren't because it felt too real, the past was like a dream.
She believed she could forget this past as time went by.
"It won't happen again."