After My Bestie Pushed Me Off the CliffChapter 1
On the first day of returning home, Hailey asked me to go cycling.
When I arrived wearing a full set of knee pads and protective gear, I only saw Hailey in a suspender skirt.
I advised her that it was dangerous and that she should change her clothes.
But she disdainfully turned up her nose and called me old-fashioned.
After cycling around, the cycling expert from our team asked for my contact information because he thought I was professional.
Later, Hailey was jealous and secretly tampered with my motorcycle.
I fell off a cliff and died tragically.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day when Hailey invited me to go cycling.
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Seeing Hailey wearing a brand-new set of protective clothing in front of me, I knew she had also been reborn.
She pretended to be professional and said that professional riders should wear professional protective gear. She was not like those motorcycle enthusiasts who only wore sexy outfits.