"Lin Hao, let's break up." Su Qing stood on the roof of the teaching building, her eyes full of disappointment. I smiled. In this life, I wouldn't try to stop you again. The sight of me kneeling and begging in my previous life would never happen again. I died at forty, lying alone in my rented apartment. No one realized I had been dead for three days. It was only when the landlord came to collect the rent that he discovered I was no longer breathing. Before I died, I kept thinking that if I could start over, I would never be a simp again. When I opened my eyes, I saw the familiar classroom. Written on the blackboard was: "100 days until the college entrance exams." I was eighteen again...