Chapter 1The Reborn Billionaire vs. The Childhood Sweetheart
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The year I was most oblivious, my gloomy childhood sweetheart always wanted kisses.
He said kisses could alleviate his "Violent Disorder."
At first, he just touched his lips to mine lightly.
Later, he smashed everything in the house, driving me away with red eyes:
"This time, I need something deeper to feel better. I don't want to force you. Leave!"
Just as I was about to leave, bullet comments (danmu) floated before my eyes:
[Wow, this Green Tea childhood friend is built different after rebirth. So competitive and possessive. Afraid the 'destined' male lead will steal our baby girl, so he fakes a disorder to scam kisses.]
[But this Green Tea friend is way better than the domineering CEO. He's young, devoted, has an eight-pack and a stamina engine, and is super skilled.]
[Damn, I really want to see the scene where he takes off his hearing aid in bed and pretends not to hear her begging for mercy...]
[Cough, not that we're dirty, but compared to that CEO who only gets stomach aches and can't communicate, the Green Tea wolf-dog offers way more 'happiness'.]
My feet were instantly nailed to the floor.
I'm not leaving.
Nothing special, just want to see exactly how skilled he is.
No... I mean, I want to know why he was reborn.
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I stared blankly at the comments floating in the air for a while.
Childhood friend reborn, faking illness, scamming kisses.
And a destined domineering CEO?
It took me a moment to realize "Baby Girl" referred to me.
I wanted to find out the truth.
I turned to look at the handsome boy in the black windbreaker.
Silas stared at me, his narrow peach blossom eyes bloodshot:
"Why haven't you left yet?"
Just as I was about to speak, transparent text appeared again:
[Green Tea Bro, your heart went cold when she turned to leave just now, but now that she stayed, you must be secretly dying of joy.]
I stepped over the mess on the floor, walked up to Silas, and leaned in to ask:
"The 'deeper' you mentioned, which kind is it?"