When He Yunlin shivered while huddled at the convenience store counter, he didn't know that the figure under the oil-paper umbrella at the midnight alley was his future self. "The way you were robbed of resources by others is exactly the same as mine." He Yunche chuckled as he looked at his original score that was returned by the company. Until the gangster blocked He Yunlin in a dark alley, and the moment He Yunche kicked him into the trash can - the future CEO in a suit and leather tie suddenly burst into the scene. "Ache, have you brought back your 'past' self again?" The CEO looked at the twitching gangster in the trash can and helplessly held his forehead. He Yunche stared at He Yunlin's torn collar and frowned: "The fragments picked up this time seem different?" He Yunlin suddenly grabbed his wrist: "pens, heavy rain, street fighting... Every time you appear, I am on the verge of collapse - who are you?" He Yunche clasped his palm with his backhand, and at the moment of skin contact, countless memory fragments exploded - two He Yunlin figures were reflected on the mirror wall of the practice room at the same time.
Intention: "Save yourself by yourself/cultivate yourself by yourself