My best friend and I found a female beggar by the roadside trash can. My best friend covered his nose and walked away. I took her home, cared for her devotedly, paid for her schooling, and hired her straight into my company after she graduated. Years later, my best friend's company and mine both ran into trouble. I begged everyone I could think of until I found a business partner. But she turned around and gave the contract to my best friend. "I'm sorry, A Yan! I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you." Yet when creditors came pounding at my door, she was helping my best friend build his life back up. In the end, driven to desperation by my creditors, I jumped to my death. I regretted saving her so much. After being reborn, I returned to the day we found the female beggar...
I Gave Myself to the Nation, and My Wife Went Crazy with Regret
The logic is flawed and there are inconsistencies.