Zheng Mu lived and died once.
When he opened his eyes again, he returned to the year when his grandma had just left, the white flags in the old alley had not been removed, and Ye Shurou had not completely turned around and left.
In his previous life, he always felt that he still had time, so that he could finish his work, make money, and be in the limelight before he could finish what he needed to say.
Only when seawater poured into his throat, when the white flags in the mourning hall were hung, and when Ye Shurou wiped away her tears did he realize that the most expensive thing in the world was not being late, but the words that were not spoken in time.
In this life, he came back with the pain of death, wanting to save the people who should be saved first and change the lives that should be changed.
But the more he wanted to make amends, the more he realized that a try again was not a gift, but a price.
Every time you change your life, old wounds will come back in your body;
Every time she takes a step closer to Ye Shurou, she has to face Xu Zhaochuan, a latecomer who is more realistic, more decent, and knows better about staying.
This is a story about old love, lateness, respectability and do-overs in a small Chaoshan city.
Zheng Musheng was reborn, but rebirth cannot save a person who cannot speak.
This time, he had to learn to send love letters by hand while the person was still alive.
