📖 Story Synopsis:
I follow the principle that a forced fruit may not be sweet, but it still quenches thirst.I forcefully occupied Willow for sixty years.
On my deathbed,
I was hooked up to a respirator,
staring at Willow sitting by my bedside, her face expressionless.
I regretted it deeply.
I asked,
“We’ve been married for sixty years,
did you ever love me?”
The next second,
Willow rolled her eyes at me.
I was speechless.
I tiredly closed my eyes,
despairingly saying,
“Willow,
I loved you for a lifetime,
but I also delayed your lifetime.
If I could live again,
I would sever all ties with you,
grow old and never meet again.”
When I opened my eyes again,
I had been reborn back to high school.
In my past life,
my burning heart had torched Willow’s life,
but it never melted that iceberg.
This time,
I decided to stay completely away from her,
never to meet again.
However, the very next day,
Willow came to my school.
She pinned me against the stairs,
hands on her hips, coldly laughing and saying,
“George,
this time,
you won’t escape from my grasp.”