Urban: I Am You from the Future

An old man with white hair lies in a hospital bed, while the heart monitor beside him slowly flatlines.

That old man is me.

I'm about to die.

I look at myself in the bed. My wrinkled face is full of regret, and my cloudy eyes brim with remorse.

If I could have one more chance, I'd go back to the past and tell my younger self:

Zhang Xiaofan, you coward, go after her already! If you wait any longer, Gu Xiaoman will hook up with that rich second-generation kid.

Zhang Xiaofan, you idiot, don't buy consecutive numbers in the Double Color Ball lottery. Use your birth date instead.

Zhang Xiaofan, why the hell did you buy a BMW? What's the point of showing off? Couldn't you have used that money for a down payment in Shanghai? Wouldn't that have been much better?

Zhang Xiaofan, stop obsessing over pharmaceutical stocks and look at liquor stocks. Moutai is about to skyrocket.

Zhang Xiaofan, you finally saved up a hundred thousand yuan, and you want to open a restaurant? The internet, man. Invest in the internet.

The light in the hospital room suddenly flickers...

Nurse: Doctor, Doctor, come quick! The patient is alive again!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.