A Look Back at the Years of Struggle

In the past, I was an ordinary mortal. You called me a social beast? It doesn't matter; but when I am reborn, what should you call me? Mu Cheng returned to the past due to an accident. The pinball machine in the old warehouse still had new cracks, and blue glass beads were embedded in the cracks, like unshed tears. He desperately tried to make up for his regrets and recover what he had inadvertently left behind. Fragments of time gradually piled up in the old warehouse - fairy tale books with missing pages, desk lamps covered with group photos, and cookie boxes hiding homework. But the lantern still had holes, the cactus was dead in the corner, and her figure was still missing from the group photo of people standing there. At the last moment, when he opened his eyes, he realized. It turns out that starting over is not about perfection. Those cracks that cannot be filled are what youth looks like. They will eventually walk towards the autumn without pinball machines with a pocket full of glass beads.