Reborn Before the Stove: I Prevented a Fire

In my previous life, I was twenty-two years old, lazy, numb, and dawdling. As I was about to get off work, I was absent-minded and carelessly turned off the fire. I didn't check the residual temperature of the oil pan, check the stack of rags, and didn't lock the air valve. It was just this time of laziness, this time of fluke, this time of indifference. Ruined the boss's life. After the fire, Fei Ge grew old overnight and was heavily in debt. He borrowed money to rebuild and gritted his teeth. He didn't scold me, didn't deduct my salary, and didn't ask me to pay a penny in compensation. He just patted me on the shoulder and said, "As long as everything is okay." But I know. I ruined half of his life's fortune. That shackles of guilt have trapped me all my life. For the next ten years or so, I worked hard, not daring to make mistakes, being cautious day and night, and suffering from insomnia every night. Even though business slowly picked up later, the smoke in my heart never dissipated. It's still raining in my heart. Even after more than ten years, I still can't forget that night.