Back to 2003: No Regrets

When thirty-year-old Xiang Nianyang woke up, he found himself back at eighteen.

That summer, his grandmother was still alive. His second uncle and aunt were still scraping together money to put him through school, and his mother, who had remarried years ago, had just sent him five thousand yuan. The girl he had waited a year for was already holding someone else’s hand at college.

This time, he didn’t want to wait anymore.

Not for anyone else, but for the people who truly loved him, and for the life he should have been living all along.