The Day I Died

I looked at the balance in my bank account. It was almost enough to see me through the rest of my life without having to work, if I died this weekend.

In fact, that was exactly what I had planned to do.

I had arranged to spend a week in Chongqing with Liu, an online friend I'd met by chance, and then die together.

But when I jumped into the icy Yangtze River that weekend and slowly lost consciousness, I found myself back on the train to Chongqing on Monday. What was going on?

I tried all kinds of ways to end my life. But whatever I did, I always woke up on the train on Monday, right on time.

Fine. If I can't die no matter what, then I can just stay alive, right?

But in fact, whether or not I died during that week, I was still trapped in its cycle, unable to move on. And I was the only one who remembered everything.

So I decided to spend the week trying things I'd never done before. I worked as a gigolo, robbed a bank, appeared on TV, and even died after being stabbed while standing up for someone in the street... I even found the meaning of life and gave up on ending it.

But just when I thought the loop should finally end, I woke up on the train once again, and despair set in.

I also gradually realized that things were starting to take a strange turn...

Theme: A lighthearted mystery novel.