Late Late Autumn

Could it be that... That prayer in the abyss of despair... Really... Came true? ! Ecstasy mixed with incredible fear almost overwhelmed Lin Wei. She subconsciously curled up her fingers - the hand that once held the withered flower tightly and was eventually stained with dazzling bright red. What caught his eye was no longer the girl's fingers that were bruised and bruised by the cold wind. It was... A hand that was obviously much younger, with small knuckles, and a pale skin with a sickly red color due to fever. Belonging to a child's hands! A huge feeling of dizziness struck again, and the exhaustion caused by the high fever was intertwined with the subverted sense of time and space. Lin Wei closed her eyes and gasped, trying to digest this shocking fact: She went back in time! Back to the starting point before disaster strikes! That heart-wrenching prayer became the key to "do it again". The cold hand of fate, for the first time, showed her a miraculous gap!