When Lin Mo was pushed off the rooftop by the company president, he heard a cold mechanical sound.
"The death retrieval system is activated and you will go back to five minutes ago."
The first time, I rushed towards the stairs madly but was hit by the CEO's bodyguard.
The second time, I clung to the edge of the rooftop, but the president squatted down and smiled: "Stop struggling, I will delete ten minutes this time."
When I finally figured out how he manipulated time, I found my family photo hanging in his office.
"Your father also disappeared like this." He wiped the blood-stained pocket watch.
"Now it's your turn."
Lin Mo deleted time many times and went back to the past to find out the truth about his father's accident.
