I am 28 years old, a cannon fodder who failed miserably in the Machiavellian novel, left to die.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I was back in my 18-year-old body, and in front of me was myself with eyes as bright as the sun.
The young man raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Am I going to be this virtuous in ten years?"
I lay flat: "What else?"
Later, he pulled me back to the top, and by the way... Conquered me.
I pressed my forehead against his, my voice trembling: "You can't... Fall in love with a failure."
But he kissed her and said firmly:
"What I love is the best me in the world."
Purpose: Only by truly and passionately falling in love with your complete self can you gain infinite power