I’m Really Not a Good Lover

People say that only suffering can produce great works. Now, at the most painful point in my life, I have written this story. Please forgive any shortcomings.

Winter 2019: This was the happiest time of my life, the beginning of all my good fortune. From this year on, I was full of confidence and looked down on every hero under heaven.

Summer 2024: This was the beginning of all my misfortunes. From this moment on, I became twisted, unwilling to stop until I got what I wanted, and emotionally unstable. I also fell into poverty, came close to losing my life, and started falling in love again and again, as if happiness in romance could wash away my suffering.

Spring 2026: Things didn't get better. They got worse. I tried every way I could think of to improve my life, but nothing worked. Fate was like a sickle, constantly reaping my good luck. I was almost at my breaking point.

Then I returned to the past and realized that the choice I had made back then was the right one. But wow, this new world is so much fun.