The lights are dim at the dinner table for the tenth anniversary of love. Tian Heng looked at the fatigue that could not be hidden in He Zheng's eyes, and rubbed her bright smiling face in the old photos with his fingertips - in the past ten years, he was a banker who was overwhelmed by mortgage loans and his original family, and the "stable life" he promised had turned into a blank check; she was a "cow horse" trapped in the trivial affairs of the agency, giving up her dreams for the family, and living cautiously due to the shadow of her father's serious illness in his previous life.
Turning to the photo of their first meeting in front of the teaching building, the two of them choked up and made a wish in unison: "If I could go back ten years ago..."
The thunder rang out and time went back. Wearing washed-white military training uniforms, they stood on the tree-lined avenue below the university dormitory. The scent of osmanthus was still there, and the light in each other's eyes had not been wiped out by life.
This time, Tian Heng grasped the future code of the financial industry, managed finances accurately, and laid out the trends. He not only wanted to earn enough to protect his family, but also fulfill the promise he made back then. He Zheng regained his pen and courage, made money by writing articles, deepened his expertise, and checked for health risks for his parents in advance. He also wanted to break free from the shackles of being an "administrative cow horse" and run for the life he really wanted.
