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Fang Ling met his future husband in high school and fell in love at first sight, launching a full-blown pursuit.
Unfortunately, the clueless Zhao Shun only had eyes for his scheming friend.
The three of them chased each other, with Zhao Shun occasionally taking advantage of Fang Ling's pursuit.
After ten years of ups and downs, Fang Ling, with his unwavering tenacity and countless setbacks, finally won Zhao Shun's attention. After a period of courtship, they married.
At fifty-five, Fang Ling was having tea with a friend at a restaurant when he sighed, "Back then, pursuing my dim-witted wife relied on youthful passion. If I did it again, I probably couldn't do it."
The next night, Fang Ling was transported back to his high school days.
During his crucial final year of high school, he wasn't holding books, but a gift box. And standing before him was a younger version of Zhao Shun, staring at him expressionlessly.
Fang Ling: Oh wow.
Because of his past mistakes, Zhao Shun always felt guilty towards his wife. He entrusted him with the family finances, leaving the physical labor to him, and making sure to deliver his "high-quality marital duties" every night for a week, guaranteeing he wouldn't contact that other person.
Zhao Shun believed his wonderful and happy life began at twenty-eight. Well, everything before that was just trash.
After decades of such happiness, just when Zhao Shun thought he and his wife would continue like this, he woke up one morning-he was back in his student days!
Looking at his "friend" with his arm around him, and his younger wife not far away, Zhao Shun felt a chill run down his spine.