This is a sad story. The heroine contracted rectal cancer at the age of thirty-five and died on the operating table. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back twenty years ago.
Twenty years ago, my dear, I still remember you, but we really can't be together anymore.
"Why are you still acting like a child?"
"You're so big, kid! I have enough years in my two lifetimes to retire!"
"I'm fine too, are you showing off in front of me or something?"