Tomorrow is always the best. It's always tomorrow.
If Van Li's old lover hadn't passed out in the street the night before he stayed for the night, he might have continued the mediocrity, eating, drinking and gambling since he was twenty-seven years old.
Van Li misses the past, but he appreciates the current lifestyle even more. Of course, it hasn't always been smooth sailing in the past. The only lover died in a foreign country, and the most sincere friend died on the battlefield. Hell, he hated death, and although he would eventually reach that point, he still wanted to live well day after day. Having said that, the best consultant in the world, Mr. Van Ley - perhaps we should call him Mr. Helmut Van Adenauer - might not be having an easy time without finding out the damn asshole who forced him into the past.