At three o'clock in the morning, Lin Qiu dragged his suitcase into the "Zi Shi Pawn Shop" at the end of the deep alley. The old man behind the counter didn't even raise his eyelids: "You know the rules, right? Not gold or silver, just longevity. For one year of longevity, you can exchange for one thing - money, luck, talent, appearance, health, choose one out of five. The redemption period is thirty years, and you need to pay back double. If you don't redeem it after the expiration date, your life span will be returned to the pawn shop." Lin Qiu gritted his teeth: "I want to work for five years, and change my talent." The next day, he found that he had a photographic memory, and he could write the code by heart after reading it once. But on the seventh night, five faint black spots appeared on his wrist, like a countdown. What's even more frightening is that he begins to see another version of himself in the mirror - the Lin Qiu who didn't come to the pawn shop and was so mediocre that he would die at his workstation at the age of forty. Lin Qiu
