If I Had to Do It Again, I Would Choose to Fall

"Cheng Yi, I have followed you since I was sixteen." Lin Wei smashed the thermos bucket and didn't cry when she turned around. Cheng Yi stood there, and the first thought that came to his mind was relief. Reborn as a seventeen-year-old with the ability to predict things, he could have made up for all his regrets. But he found that what he wanted to "correct" more was the self who once had nothing and could only hold on to a little warmth and refused to let go. Like polishing a dusty stone, he polished himself slowly and patiently: He used his scattered memory to save his first money, used his transformed appearance to receive the unprecedented goodwill from his surroundings, and used just the right amount of silence and distance to easily get what he once looked up to. The sincerity of first love, the brightness of new love, the ambiguous teasing... The warmth that I once longed for has now become a consumable that can be taken at will to fill the hole in my heart. Get it, get tired of it, and look for the next one. The process was so smooth that he even felt a chill. Until one day, the person he saw in the mirror With calm eyes and a standard smile, he possesses something that was once called "success". But he also clearly realized that he could no longer feel any real temperature. "It turns out that the purpose of rebirth is not to make me better." "Let me see clearly that I can be so bad, and be so bad with peace of mind."