When Shen Anyuan closed her eyes in suffocating despair, all she could think about was the faces of the gang in high school - the school boy who took the lead in bullying her hugged the school belle and sneered, the class teacher who had received the benefits sarcastically said in the office that "flies don't bite seamless eggs", and her former "friends" read her diary in public for fun...
When I opened my eyes again, the countdown on the blackboard clearly showed that there were 365 days until the college entrance examination.
She returned to the age of seventeen, where all the nightmares began.
This time, Shen Wantan put away the cowardice in his eyes and dug his nails into his palms. She will not let go of those who tear her dignity apart, those who step on her pain to climb up.
Charming teacher? Then let the "good student" she values the most destroy her job with his own hands.
Hypocritical classmates? She will peel off their facade layer by layer, letting everyone see clearly the rotten core underneath.
But on the way to revenge, the young man who always sat in the last row of the classroom with cold and distant eyes stood in front of her calmly many times.
"Shen Wantan," he lowered his eyes, his voice a little lazy and hoarse, "I will hand you the knife for your revenge."
She thought it was a lonely revenge, but she didn't expect to see a pair of eyes hiding stars.
The restarted youth contains not only the flame of revenge, but also the unexpected and hot sincerity.
