He won't live up to it—Zhan Lan knows it.

She knows how reliable Zhang Jie is when it is important, and she also knows how much fragility and disguise she has hidden in her previous strength.

The moment she stepped into her personal space, she disintegrated with the shadow and stood on the ground again with her own feet. And the next moment, the whirlwind of weakness and vertigo struck her down. If it weren't for Youying's timely support, she would have fallen to the ground.

I'm such a woman who brings misfortune - she thought.

Memories go back, and it seems as if she has returned to a distant time before she enters the world of reincarnation - she is not an unattractive woman, and she has had many suitors in the past. And there has indeed been someone in it who makes her feel that she may be able to try, and she is almost asked to consider giving the other person a chance to pursue.

But that person didn't do it, not because of emotional conflict or personality mismatch. It was a simple accident, an accident, a car accident in front of me, a sacrifice to save a stranger, and then, a young life turned to dust from the earth.

The man died, and before the man died, she was about to accept the other person's request for a date for the first time.

It's just an accident, a relationship that ends before it even begins. No one thought it was her fault, neither her best friend, nor her friend, nor the upright person's parents who wept heartbreakingly at the funeral. She had nothing to do with the accident, and she did not do anything that could have affected the accident. Everyone was comforting her and apologizing to her. Everyone but herself hoped that she would soon be able to get out of the nightmare caused by the accident.

But she didn't come out. She has always believed that she is to blame for that incident.

She couldn't remember the name of the righteous man anymore.

But she remembers that when she was a child, when she went to play with her children, if anyone was bruised, she was definitely the one who was safe and sound. When I was in school, I encountered a thief who robbed a motorcycle on the road with my girlfriend, several times. His girlfriend was taken down by a motorcycle and was almost snatched away by human traffickers. And themselves, not even a touch of dust on the skirt.

I'm always lucky.

But unlike those who are simply lucky who do not die, their own luck will inevitably be accompanied by the misfortune of the surrounding people. And that time, she witnessed with her own eyes that someone was by her side, because of misfortune and because of her own choice, to pay an irreparable heavy price.

The cost of life.

The righteous good man died, but the woman who brought the misfortune came out unscathed and reaped all the apologies. And when she was clearly aware of this, her conscience broke her mind.

She doesn't associate with people anymore. She left all her best friends, friends, and even loved ones. Come to a remote and unfamiliar city and settle in it. She specially found a landlord to go to another place, and the rent was paid once a year and even a remote apartment that was negotiable. And she even wasted her academic diplomas and thick certificates, hid in her apartment, and used online feeds to obtain income, so as to maintain her own simple life.

Living in the city and isolated from the world, this is the modern hermit. She had thought that this would not bring any disaster to others. However, one day, she saw on the Internet that her book fans were stampeded at the promotion meeting of the Internet company's agent, several people were injured, and the company was ordered to rectify the unfortunate record.

She finally broke down completely at this moment, no one blamed her, no one resented her. But she firmly believes that behind this unfortunate incident, there must be her own mistakes.

- I am the woman who brings misfortune.

- I am a bird chasing bad luck.

Pain is accumulating deep inside, and she is the murderer who is about to kill herself. And when the Lord's Elect pop-up appeared on her computer screen, her room was even set up with a noose for suicide.

The Lord God was a little quicker than her, so she arrived in the world of samsara. And when she first arrived, she was even a little happy. Because in the world of samsara, all people are in calamity all the time. Her innate qualities finally did not cause any trouble to others, and she could puff up her chest and live with dignity, no longer suffering from any torture of conscience.

She loves days like this and she enjoys it. Time and time again, I faced the suffering with my comrades-in-arms, and shared all the disasters with them. Then, with his own hands, he will destroy all these disasters that come like a sharp sword.

Facing and overcoming fate, what a romantic life.

And in this unique romantic road, she gradually felt her own mood budding.

She liked the kind of man, the kind of man who could face the calamity and defeat it. And if this kind of man can help the people around him resist the disaster while stepping through the disaster himself, he will be more favored and concerned by her.

She likes guardians, people who can shelter others from the elements, and preferably herself. And this person should be a few years younger than himself, and it is best to show clumsy cuteness in unimportant places outside of battle, but the big things are never ambiguous and never live up. And such people......

Well, she likes Jiang Yu.

She can't remember exactly when it started. Maybe it's a alien ship, or maybe it's the ritual ruins of gods and ghosts. One day, the gaze of the spiritual power was absorbed by the back of the man holding the shield. And when she realized this, she responded almost immediately. She's not good at it, and she doesn't want to be a third party. So she hid it, transferred it, and put it somewhere else.

It wasn't until Zhao Yingkong's actions in Jurassic World shattered this false illusion that she found an excuse almost immediately, and participated in it without hesitation. Anyway, one sheep is also driven, and two sheep are also herded. And she will definitely stop at the contact at the level of sister and brother - she persuaded herself like this.

Apparently, she immediately realized that she was making a fool of herself. No matter what the reason, meddling is meddling, and her actions have caused the bitter fruit that she has long forgotten.

On the fourth time in the world, Jiang Yu almost died. Relying on his ability and determination, he miraculously emerged from the realm of death.

But this time, he exchanged his death for the victory of the team and the liberation of the world. He accomplished such a great feat, and his price was ...... Naturally, it is equally profound.

He died and could never wake up on his own.

- I did it, at least...... There's a part of me.

Pain surged in her heart, if she could exchange her death for Jiang Yu's life. Then she would not hesitate to plunge the sword into her throat immediately. But...... Now she has no reason to do that.

- I want to live.

- I want to find a way to raise him from the dead.

— and then, I'll ...... again

Zhan Lan didn't plan to give up. I don't plan to give up this renewed admiration.

If she is a kind and weak, sentimental, empathetic, empathetic, and considerate woman. She may choose to give up after the resurrection process is completed. Use your own distance in exchange for the well-being of the person you admire and send blessings to his future.

If it was in the past, Zhan Lan, who had not yet entered the world of reincarnation and had not yet realized his heart, might really do that.

But now......

"I'm not going to give up." She stood up and left Shadow's support.

She has looked directly at herself, and she has become a self-only person. She will not betray her heart, even if it will bring disaster to those she admires—she will resurrect him and then tell him everything. And after that, face for yourself the fruits of success or failure created by your own hands.

She won't give up.

Her outfit was dyed by her will, and the goddess-style garment was dyed a solemn black. A dark gauze cinches his waist and placket, and a black veil hangs from the flower-like hair ornament on the side of his hair, obscuring his delicate face.

"Zhan Lan?" - Shadow made a confused sound, and she turned her head.

She watched her own escape, her own failure, her own self-deception - she did not dare to love in the past, so she used Jiang Yu's aesthetic to shape her own copy. There is basically no difference between Shadow's inner self and his own self at that time. And at that time, Ying inherited all his love for Jiang Yu.

- You will love him instead of me, and I will stop at the level of my sister.

This is the mission and philosophy of Ying when she was designed, and although she is restrained, she has always executed it well. And now, she can't even tell whether Ying's sincerity is her own creation or the identity that has evolved in her heart.

She's useless - from the beginning, her existence was her own fault.

But now, I've gotten used to the time she's around. She has become a part of herself, an extension of herself. It's like Jiang Yu's Xia. Indelible.

So......

"The person I like is dead, and I have to mourn for him." Zhan Lan exhaled silently and turned his head.

"You...... Let's go get a change of clothes, too. Shadow. ”

The time for Jiang Yu to drop the connection will be very short (