I died 29 times.
The first time, subway. The 8th time, coffee. The 15th time, elevator.
It's the same person every time.
Reborn for the 30th time, I rushed into his company to prepare for revenge——
He was standing at the door. He was 21 years old, with clean eyes, and his work badge read "Intern".
I said, "You killed me 29 times."
He smiled: "Senior, you have recognized the wrong person."
But he helped me block all dangers, held an umbrella for me, and drank that cup of poisonous coffee for me.
Late at night he sent a message: "A picture flashed through my mind today. You were lying in my arms, eyes closed, and I kept saying I was sorry."
My hands started shaking as I stared at the screen.
Because before I die for the 29th time,
The last words he said were:
"I'm sorry, but this time you have to live."
