Ashes to Ashes

Ashes to Ashes

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My story. Funny, I do not remember half of it, the first half, before I was reborn. Delano Carey, formally Delano Bourignon is a special case. She has no idea who she is, only she originated from France. Her only way of knowing is by reading entries she had no memory of ever writing. The only solid memory was a young man whom she was drawn to. She had no idea who he was, but only that he said, “It’s complicated.” This story is very cliche with a few twist and turns. It might not end up as cliche as you might think. P.S please give this sorry story a shot?
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A scientist, Duan Yixin, transmigrated into another world. She possessed the body of a sixteen-year-old girl but had not inherited any of her memories. With a broken marriage engagement and no money in her hand, she only wants to earn money peacefully. It's a pity that fate always plays tricks on people. When she thought she could finally live peacefully, she discovered that this world was not as simple as she thought. The man she rescued was the notorious ruthless general, and the woman who stole her ex-fiancé was the female protagonist of this world. She looked up at the sky and asked, "God, are you kidding me?" A few years later, on their wedding night, she stared at him and said seriously, "General, I'm not your white moonlight." The man lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Mhm, you are not my white moonlight, you are my life."

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