Late Returner: Her Xth Life

When I fell from the mall rooftop, I thought everything was over. The field of vision split into a screen, with six words floating in the center - "Restart the game". When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on the bed where I was thirteen years old. The fan whirred, the faded starry sky stickers were tilted, and the train whistle blew in from the window, exactly as in memory, everything was like a nightmare. But my right hand remembers the arc of the ax blade cutting into the side of my neck, and the way every muscle exerts force when climbing over the scaffolding on the fourth floor. Someone buried something in my bones that didn't belong to me. I wanted to live a good life, let my mother buy a south-facing house, get admitted to the best high school in advance, and get rid of all the grievances I had endured in my previous life. I told myself that this is the meaning of starting over - taking the wrong path right and keeping the people I lost. But I gradually discovered that some tracks cannot be bent. Then something started to seep through the cracks of memory. Snow screen TV, words in the lower right corner: "7th cycle. Data integrity 91.3%." The man with a blank face walked over on waterproof membrane, stopped at the place closest to me, lowered his head and said to me - "Remember everything you do now." I finally started thinking about a question. If rebirth is a door, what else is outside the door? If cycles are true, then have I come to this world so many times, only to leave it every time? Su Wan has countless opportunities to start a new life, but I don't know. This is her first life.