By the time the cough subsided, Lin Jing was exhausted and her consciousness began to blur. She seemed to have returned to that fateful fork in the road - the North China Plain in September 1975, the educated youth spot under the sunset, and the job recruitment form that changed her life...
"I want to go back... And do it all over again..." She murmured.
The monitor suddenly sounded a piercing alarm, and the heart rate plummeted. Xiaowen's cries and the sound of running footsteps of medical staff gradually faded away, leaving only the boundless darkness that swallowed her.
