At three o'clock in the morning, Lin Wan squatted in the 24-hour convenience store and spent his last fifteen yuan to buy milk for his one-year-old son.
In the rental house, the husband's snoring penetrated the door panel, and the screen of his mobile phone lit up with his mistress's good night message.
The microwave dinged, and she saw her 36-year-old self reflected in the glass: there were wrinkles at the end of her eyes, and her hair was yellow and split.
"Restart your life?" A cold voice suddenly penetrated my ears.
She did not hesitate to choose to be reincarnated as the daughter of the Lin family - her parents were loving, and her two brothers doted on her little sister.
When he opened his eyes again, he had a Ph. D. In the Department of Design at Huaqing and was the youngest professor at the Institute of Psychology.
The second brother handed over a blank check: "Sister, can you just write a script for fun?"
The day her suspense drama became a hit all over the internet, the best actor Lu Chenzhou was stuck in his office: "Professor Lin thinks I can't play a madman well?"
The man's fingertips ran across her 19-year-old case record: "What a coincidence, I have also lost important people."
