Chapter 1 Do you regret it?


Chapter 1 Do you regret it?

“The cold wind is so cold!”

It is actually August in the scorching summer, so even though Li Yan shouted in his heart, he did not dare to stand in the crowded crowd. Make no sound at all.

Li Yan is a male, 24 years old, who has just graduated from college and has been working for one year.

This is a subway station in New Taipei City, a first-tier city. It is crowded with people and steaming with heat.

Li Yan was wearing a suit and leather shoes, looking a little stunned, holding an interview resume in her hand.

Rejected for the fourth time this month.

"It's not a matter of my ability, the interviewers all affirmed me." He could only provide this kind of psychological comfort.

Li Yan has always been "someone else's child". She is pretty, pretty, tall and has a good figure. He has been very smart since he was a child, and he has always been a top student from elementary school to junior high school.

Then he got tired of studying and took up hobbies with great success.

Draw, write, exercise, sing, and even play games. He is called the Almighty God of War by his friends. When he posts paintings in the circle of friends, he always gets a lot of likes. When he goes to the badminton court, he will be praised as a master. At KTV, he is asked why he does not participate in the competition. He can easily reach high levels in the game.

But he has never been confident enough in his heart. These skills are good for outsiders, but for insiders, they are just half a bucket of water.

Anyway, I woke up in time in high school, no longer tired of studying, and created a "miracle" of going from the bottom ten in the class to the top ten in one semester, which is considered to be talked about by the juniors and juniors. story.

Li Yan is a child from an ordinary family. Her parents couldn’t give her much advice when it came to choosing a major, so she chose architecture out of the blue.

Five years passed from happiness to torture, and Li Yan decided to change careers.

"Who the hell cares about this sunset industry! I can paint, write, and sing, and I have made some money. I can also run self-media, so I will change my career!"

My roommates before graduation At the last gathering, he put down his rhetoric. In July of the year he graduated, he entered a graphic design start-up studio full of ambitions. They drank and chatted about their ideals and perseverance, but they parted ways three months later due to different development concepts.

Li Yan had no choice but to return to his old job. After only working for a week, he was persuaded to quit by the design institute's pedantic concept of overtime. "You can't force yourself to eat garbage." He almost left the company.

After a month of silence, he found a job in the direction of art curatorship. He walked in the door happily and started modeling dejectedly. If someone doesn't have the need to engage in architectural modeling, he won't be able to enter this door. I worked there for more than half a year, and finally resigned angrily because I "witnessed the ugly face of capitalists."

Then he calmed down. As long as he majored in architecture, he could not escape this circle. If you want to change careers, your work will speak for itself! Li Yan worked up all night to create an exquisite portfolio, starting a journey of conquering her boss with her works.

Then it hit a wall everywhere.

"You are very capable, but inexperienced, so you are not suitable."

"The drawing is very good, but we need character design, and you may be more suitable for illustration."

"I'm sorry, although your skills are not bad, we don't really need landscape illustrations."

"You are not a new media major, and it is difficult to cross professions. I suggest you return to your own profession."
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Li Yan slowly walked back to the rental house in the village in the city, threw away his suit and lay down on the bed.

He was very tired, and the air conditioner couldn't blow away the sweltering heat from the west.

“Am I a loser?”

He asked himself many times. The most common evaluation of him has always been that he is "talented". He learns things quickly and has a wide range of hobbies. He can always achieve the same results with less energy than others.

Li Yan came from a small city, went to a pretty good university, and mastered some skills. Li Yan wouldn't be devastated by a few failed interviews—at worst, he could go back to work in architecture. He also won some important awards during college, okay? Moreover, these companies did not fire him because he was not good enough. Instead, they admired him and gave him a lot of resources.

“I fired these companies because I was dissatisfied.”

But he was still depressed, it was a voice hidden in his heart, like a nightmare:

"Do you regret it?"

I have been asking this question for many years. Ever since I took one semester to complete my counterattack during the college entrance examination, this question has become a personal demon.

In one semester, I went from having no books to study to entering a good college with a strong foundation. What if I didn't tire of studying for three years in high school?

When I was in junior high school, my painting skills were so amazing that my teacher repeatedly asked me if I had learned it. However, I only painted one picture for a few months for fun. If I had persisted in studying my skills, would I have been rejected like this today?

When I was in high school, I had the opportunity to sign a contract with a website, and I chose to stop writing. What if I had insisted on writing at that time?

My friend who was at the same badminton level as me in junior high school persisted in practicing in college and was able to win prizes in district-level competitions. Her self-media account also has many fans. If I practice seriously with the seniors on the college team in college, Where is the ball?

I started to engage in self-media at the beginning of college and achieved some results, but in the end I became a pigeon blogger who updated myself every six months. What if...

There are not so many ifs.

Li Yan knows that there is no regret medicine in the world, and she also knows that even if she persisted, she might not have a beautiful result. Maybe at least not...like today.

Nothing persists, and everything passes by.

Even my girlfriend doesn’t know how to cherish affection, and I only know how to avoid the girl’s worries. I deserve to be knocked down by reality and have no one to talk to.

"I thought I was really the proud one of heaven." Li Yan said to himself. He wanted to turn around and grab his cell phone to complain, but he felt exhausted and simply collapsed on the bed. He fell asleep with "what if" in his mind.

Then he woke up.

In a strange yet familiar bed.

This droopy mosquito net, this hard bed board, this outrageously narrow bed width!

Li Yan jumped up in horror. With just one glance, he confirmed that this was his hometown and the first house his parents bought in the city.

This is Linjiang City, a third-tier town in Linjiang Province. Li Yan is located in a residential building developed at the end of the last century in the old town of Lincheng City.

It is still summer at this time, the fan is blowing aside, and the atmosphere is peaceful.

Li Yan stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself as a primary school student.

He smiled, "What a deep obsession, a dream like this."

So he slapped himself, it was loud, crisp, and dizzying.

Primary school student Li Yan, who was 16cm tall, was stunned, her lips trembling with excitement.

Is this time traveling? Traveled back to elementary school?

There really is a medicine for regret in the world, and God would really give it to people!

Nothing can stop me, Dad, Mom, I will completely change my destiny and that of our family!

Li Yan laughed a few times, and then he realized that his parents were not at home. Throughout his growth, Li Yan's parents had been doing business outside during the day, and could only be seen after making lunch and closing the stall at night.

It is now 2007, in August thirteen years ago, and Li Yan, a fifth-grade student, is on summer vacation.

God helps me! You can just take advantage of the information gap to make a lot of money and build some financial foundation.

First of all, the first step is... is...

Li Yan was stunned. He had indeed traveled through time, and knew that he had traveled through time, but there were a million ways to make money after traveling through time. The solution is completely gone! All memories about the future have been cleared. Except for "buying lottery tickets" that he deduced using logical reasoning, he can't think of any way to make money that requires future information.

It’s over, God gave me a chance, but I didn’t give myself a chance. After removing the information collected in these ten years of life, except that he is mentally more mature, he is no different from a real child.

"I can still cope with elementary school knowledge, but do I really have to learn it all over again in junior high school and high school?" Li Yan was about to cry.

Don't worry, maybe there is a way to wake up the memory a little bit, you have to activate the golden finger first.

What made him even more devastated was that he frantically searched for "people he knew" in his mind. After searching for a long time, he still only remembered classmates and friends from elementary school - but in fact, at the age of 24, he had forgotten almost all of them. .

"I really only remember this one thing that I traveled through time?!"

He almost went crazy, rushed to the window and looked at the sky cut into pieces by the iron fence! ——The community in front of us is still under construction, and then...

"Damn, what's next! What kind of stupid time travel, where's my golden finger? Where's my adventure? Where's my death?!"

It was almost a heartbreaking roar. Yes, but coming from the mouth of a fifth grader, it sounded a bit embarrassing.

A clear tone suddenly sounded in my mind:

Ding! Recorded.

Wait a minute... Li Yan was so shocked that he didn't dare to speak out. Suddenly he felt a sentence appear in his mind. He didn't see it with his eyes, but it was reflected in his mind like this:

[The system has been activated, +1 for swearing]

God has mercy! Li Yan was so excited that she almost burst into tears. The system even added some extra points! Sure enough, time travel without a golden finger is not easy. What else can stop him from going to heaven and earth now?

However, he calmed down immediately because the system reminder in his mind disappeared.

That’s it? Or is it the curse skill that was added?

Where is my mission? What about my guidance? What should I explain? Where is my memory?

Li Yan returned to Li Yan during the summer vacation thirteen years ago, confused and excited, looking forward to a new life.

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