My Boyfriend Framed Me for a Crime He Planned

After the college entrance exam results were announced, my top student boyfriend accused me of swapping scores with him.

He had always ranked among the best, but this time, he only scored 300 points, with several subjects marked as zero.

And I, who had clearly missed multiple subjects, somehow ended up with scores in every single one, totaling over 700 points.

The police came straight to my house and locked cold handcuffs around my wrists.

I struggled to defend myself, insisting over and over that I hadn’t done anything wrong.

However, the police presented conclusive evidence in front of me.

After that, the entire internet erupted in rage.

Everyone was cursing my name.

My parents tried everything to help me, but instead, they were dragged into the scandal alongside me.

Netizens accused them of using their wealth and power to trample the fairness of the exams, to help me steal the future of a top student.

People stormed their offices, harassed them endlessly, sent funeral wreaths, hurled garbage, and even threatened to kill them.

My parents, grieving and exhausted, still held on and searched everywhere for evidence to prove my innocence.

But during their search, a large truck deliberately cut them off, forcing their car into the river.

When they were drowning, calling desperately for help, someone recognized them as my parents.

And everyone on the shore simply stood there, coldly watching them die without lifting a single finger.

I was sitting in prison when the news of their tragic deaths reached me, and I wept in despair.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day before the college entrance exam.

In this life, I was determined to clear my name and protect my family.

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“Heidi, that’s great! We’re in the same exam room,” Zion Hernandez’s voice came brightly from beside me.

I stood there stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized I had been reborn.

Back to the day before the college entrance exam. The day we came to check the exam room.

Zion was still brimming with excitement, holding my hand as he spoke, “Don’t forget our promise. We’re going to the same university.”

But in my mind, the tragic scenes from my past life kept flashing by, and tears slipped down my cheeks before I could stop them.

Zion noticed my strange expression and asked cautiously, “What’s wrong?”

I shook my head. “Nothing. I’m just feeling a bit under the weather. You go check the exam room first. I’ll head home.”

I found an excuse and quickly left the school.

In my previous life, on the last day of the college entrance exam, I collapsed from appendicitis and was forced to abandon the exam and be hospitalized.

Yet somehow, my results still showed top scores in every subject, sparking everyone’s suspicion.

But who exactly had swapped my scores?

I truly hadn’t done anything.

I clenched my fists, whispering to myself, “This time, I must be careful. I won’t let the tragedy repeat.”

I took a taxi to the hospital and underwent an abdominal examination.

The doctor told me my appendix had already started to deteriorate and advised immediate treatment or it would flare up within days.

Without any hesitation, I gave up on the college entrance exam and had my appendix removed.

After coming out of surgery, I started a live-stream channel, broadcasting around the clock. I let the entire internet see that I stayed in the hospital every second and never once left the room.

I had made up my mind that until the exam results came out, I would not step outside the camera’s view.

During this time, Zion called me over and over, but I didn’t pick up.

I truly didn’t know how to face him.

In my past life, after his scores were switched and he reported everything to the police in anger, I hadn’t blamed him.

I had only felt deeply confused.

Who exactly had swapped our scores?

Why had it been me and him, of all people?

Did someone hold a grudge against us and want to destroy both of us in one blow?

I lay there thinking for a long time but couldn’t find an answer.

During this period, a few netizens stumbled onto my livestream by chance. When they saw that I neither sang nor danced but simply lay in a hospital bed, they cursed that it was boring and quickly left.

I didn’t mind at all. I just waited quietly and patiently.

Soon, the day of the results arrived.

I clasped my hands together, praying that nothing would go wrong this time.

Just then, a trending topic lit up my phone screen. [Top student suspected of having scores swapped; police already involved.]