Late at night when he was thirty years old, Lin Xiao always thought of the summer when he was seventeen years old and the cicadas were noisy - he clutched the test paper full of red crosses and watched Xia Zhixia walking from the end of the corridor with the book in her arms. The sunlight fell on the tips of her hair, but it became a regret that he did not dare to touch for the next ten years. After an accident, he suddenly opened his eyes and found himself back in the classroom where he was starting his third year of high school. The countdown that had not been erased was still written on the blackboard, and the person he had missed for half his life was sitting diagonally in front of him, lowering his head and taking notes seriously.
This time, Lin Xiao tightened his grip on the pen. He wanted to make up for the wasted time, catch up on the missed homework, and must muster the courage to walk step by step towards the figure hidden in his heart. But he gradually discovered that Xia Zhixia, who always smiled softly, seemed to be hiding her own secrets. She occasionally looked at him with hesitation and expectation in her eyes that he couldn't understand.
Reliving youth is not only a counterattack on academics, but also a redemption that makes up for regrets and goes in both directions. When the morning light filled the classroom again, Lin Xiao finally understood that the meaning of rebirth was never to rewrite the past, but to bravely seize the light that belongs to you at the best age.
Purpose: Cherish youth time and make up for past regrets