Gu Zhizhi had been reborn.
When she opened her eyes, she was back in the summer of her sixteenth year. Sunlight streamed through the classroom windows onto her desk, and chalk dust drifted softly in the beams. Everything was so familiar, yet so strange.
She remembered how she had walked step by step toward ruin: the people she had hurt, the mistakes she could never undo, and the lonely, wretched ending.
This time, she swore she would change everything.
But fate did not seem willing to let her go so easily.
Those familiar faces still appeared in her life, their wariness and suspicion barely concealed. Some smiled at her, some kept their distance, and others watched her with complicated expressions, as though they had already seen through her disguise.
She had thought being reborn was a chance at redemption granted by heaven, but she gradually realized...
Some wounds cannot heal, and some mistakes cannot be made right.
More frightening still, she began to wonder:
Was this really her first time being reborn?
“If you had the chance to start over, would you do better?”
“If the answer is no... then what is the point of reincarnation?”
(A journey through reincarnation, youth, mistakes, and redemption.)
“This time, she must learn to truly love.”
