The Iceberg Ex-Wife Doesn’t Want to Take My Tragic Ending Script

Shi Xiu and Shang Jinyue had been married for seven years. For seven years, Shi Xiu had unilaterally served Shang Jinyue.

Shi Xiu understood more and more that the person Shang Jinyue truly loved was someone else. Their marriage only existed because Shang Jinyue’s grandma liked her.

That day, Shi Xiu finally gathered the courage to hand Shang Jinyue a divorce application.

Because she stepped into the elevator with her left foot, she was reborn.

Reborn back to the first day of senior year, Grade 12.

Shi Xiu: Might as well have been left with nothing after the divorce…

Grade 12 brings immense pressure, yet it’s also filled with hope.

Shi Xiu decides to stay away from Shang Jinyue, determined not to repeat her past mistakes. Giving up her dream university just to chase after Shang Jinyue was the stupidest thing she ever did.

But who knew, even though Shi Xiu doesn’t try to pluck the moon herself, someone always hands it to her.

First, she inexplicably ends up in a study group with Shang Jinyue.

Then, she inexplicably keeps getting claimed by the same cat as Shang Jinyue.

Finally, she even more inexplicably ends up living with Shang Jinyue!

Shi Xiu: Wait a minute, in my past life, I never got this many chances!

Shang Jinyue: Yeah.

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One night during self-study after her rebirth, Shi Xiu had a dream.

The dream seemed to be about events from her past life. She died a horrific death after accidentally stepping into an elevator that was under maintenance. Her legs were twisted and broken.

Amidst the chaos, there was someone unafraid and undisgusted by her appearance. That person carefully tended to her, wiped the blood clean from her face, and realigned her broken bones.

In the morgue, the cold seeped into the bones. It seemed that person stayed by her side for days and nights, until her spirit finally dispersed after the third seventh-day mourning ritual.

“Your divorce agreement is full of loopholes and holds no legal validity. So, you are still my wife.”

Shang Jinyue’s long fingers gently fell, caressing Shi Xiu’s pale face inch by inch. Within her dark and fierce pupils lay boundless tenderness: “In the next life as well.”