A Long Letter In The Sky
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Last published Wed, Jul 17, 2024
She never saw it coming,
...He was always there.
Across lifetimes, YiNuo and SiMing are bound by an invisible thread, a love story tragically cut short in each past life. In her first, their happiness vanished in a cruel twist of destiny. In her second, she was killed by someone she sought to protect. Now, reborn with only fragment memories of the past, YiNuo lives a normal life, oblivious to the celestial forces weaving her fate anew.
SiMing, the god of fate and star, watches YiNuo's life unfold. Burdened by past mistakes and the knowledge of their intertwined destinies, he can only nudge her path, never interfere.
Yet, as their paths collide once more, their undeniable connection reignites. Can they break the cycle of tragedy and forge a love that transcends time itself? Or will the weight of their past lives doom them to repeat the same heartbreaking events?
This is a story of love defying fate, of past lives shaping the present, and of a love so powerful it could rewrite destiny itself. Dive into a world of celestial beings, past-life memories, and a love that burns brighter than eternity. Will YiNuo and SiMing finally find their happily ever after, or will fate have its cruel way once more?
Heads up - The story of her second passed life will be told in a little more detail than regular reincarnation novels, but I promise it's an urban romance story.
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