The glow of the computer screen still lingered in his eyes, but Cheng Mo's world had just collapsed.
A sophomore in college, he seemed able to handle social interactions with ease, but in truth, he rarely spoke first, wrapping his inner anxiety in a shell of indifference. His brain had locked away his dull childhood, leaving him with only a handful of memories from elementary school.
Back in a fourth-grade classroom in 2016, Cheng Mo began weighing his options: part of him wanted to slack off and coast, using an adult's knowledge to easily outclass the other kids; another part couldn't help wanting to study hard and take a different path, now that he had another chance.
As he met a group of lively, genuine classmates again, each with their own strengths and flaws, Cheng Mo slowly pieced together the childhood he had lost.
Looking back on the journey, Cheng Mo reached a conclusion: it would have been better not to be reborn, but since he got another chance, he couldn't complain.
I would like to write this book to commemorate my lost time