Thirty-year-old Lin Yuanting woke up and returned to the classroom ten years ago.
He had had this dream countless times - in the dream he wanted to get to know the girl sitting in the front row again and again, but was interrupted again and again by endless accidents. Every time I wake up, I only have the chance to look at her back.
This time, when the bell rang, he was still debating whether to speak or not.
The girl in the front row, Lu Zhiwei, also woke up at the age of thirty on the same morning.
In her last life, she had prepared many reasons for wanting to talk to him, but in the end she didn't even say "hello". After her rebirth, she was at a loss and did not dare to act rashly. She only knew that he had the habit of going to the beach for a walk - so she also went to the beach.
"Ting Shen?"
He turned around, thinking he was dreaming again.
"Hello... Goddess Zhiwei..."
The two reborns both thought that only they knew the future, and both carefully acted like their twenty-year-old selves until they saw the same thing in the other's eyes.
What I didn't dare to say ten years ago, I can make up for it sentence by sentence this time. They gradually discovered that if they walked through a life with a known ending, there would be no less difficulties; but this time, he would not walk alone.
Intention: Regrets can come back, but courage must be timely.