In the bitter cold and biting execution ground, Song Nuan's frozen lips were purple and her eyes were dull.

She's a murderer and she's about to be shot.

She is not afraid of death, and for her life is more terrible than death.

But, she, miss him - Di Haotian!

I think about it very specially, I think of it in my bones, I think of my heartache, I think I can't breathe, I want to see him for the last time.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out, and Song Nuanqing fell.

……

"Master, master, master......" The tender voice woke Song Nuanqing up.

When Song Nuanqing woke up, she found herself in the hotel's lounge.

What's going on, isn't she dead?

How is it here?

"Host, host, host...... Master...... You are born again. The tender voice sounded again, Song Nuanqing only felt that the piece of jade on her chest was a little hot, and this tender sound seemed to come out of this piece of jade.

"I'm reborn?" Song Nuanqing stared at the lounge with round eyes in disbelief, picked up her mobile phone and saw that she was reborn on the day of her wedding to Di Haozhe a year ago.

This shows that everything in her life is still in time.

As long as she doesn't marry Di Haozhe, as long as she holds on to Di Haotian tightly and doesn't let go, she believes that she will have a different life in this life.

In her previous life, Song Jingnuan's parents died and placed her at her uncle's house, and since then her life has changed dramatically, and it is also the beginning of her life that pushes her to hell.

In her previous life, she and Di Haotian were in love, but she stupidly believed the words of her uncle's family, in order to repay her uncle's family for raising her, she wanted to give Di Haotian to her sister Di Nuanjing, and promised to marry Di Haotian, and completely pushed Di Haotian away and let him disappear in his life.

The life after marriage is the beginning of her hellish life, Di Haozhe tortures her every day that life is worse than death, and her uncle treats her as a prostitute for some of the company's business, and the woman is for the pleasure of those partners.

In the end, her cousin Song Sijing killed someone and pulled her out to take the blame, in this life, she will not let these things happen again, and she wants to get all those who dragged her to hell back.

"Master......" At this time, the piece of jade on his chest began to heat again.

"Who are you?" Song Nuanqing reached out and touched the piece of jade on her chest, and asked with some confusion.

At this moment, the door was pushed in, and the person who came in was the man she loved deeply, Di Haotian.

Song Nuanqing remembered very clearly, in her previous life, this was the last time she saw him.

He, cold all over, approached Song Nuanqing with an expressionless face, but it made Song Nuanqing's heart beat faster.

I haven't seen her for more than a year, as if he disappeared out of thin air, every day makes her think of the pain that penetrates into her bones, and now that she finally sees her, she can't help but feel pantothenic acid in her heart, and tears are in her eyes.

In the past, in order to make Di Haotian die for herself, she always said things that hurt him again and again.

Di Haotian tightened his eyebrows and looked at her tearful appearance, his heart ached.

"Oh, isn't today your day of great joy? You're not marrying your heart as you wish... Men in love? What are you crying about? Shouldn't you be happy? Di Haotian's sexy thin lips opened lightly and said these hurtful words.

These words were like sharp and cold knives, slashing her heart one by one.

How can she explain it?

"I'm here today to ask you one last time, do you want to marry Di Haozhe?" Di Haotian reached out and gently pinched her chin, bursting out with a cold cold light and looked at her and asked.