To live or to perish, that's the question.

And my question now is not about life and death, but - should I go back to the past?

The current timeline, if I might call it a "parallel space", is still moving forward.

It has been seven days since Yuting's death, which is the day of the "first seven", and legend has it that on this day, the souls who have died for seven days will come back, that is, "return to the soul". How I wish Yuting could come back, even if it was just a dream for me. It's just a pity that no, nothing happened. Perhaps, she has indeed returned, but not to me, but to the man she once loved the most.

When I think of Shiwen, I have a sour taste. What is so good about him that Yuting cares about him so much that he is even willing to give birth to that child for him? Didn't Shi Wen have an affair outside? Since Yuting already knows about this, why does she still love this scumbag? Was it true that she didn't kill the kid just to get revenge on that guy?

It's a pity that so many questions have become eternal unsolved cases. Yuting is gone, forever to another world, and she won't tell me the answer. Perhaps, I can travel back in time and ask her about the past herself. However, in the end, I chose not to struggle anymore and to get by.

What's the use? I've tried, and every time I've failed. Even if I travel back countless times, I'm afraid I won't be able to save her. What the woman in black said was right, I shouldn't have been with Yuting at all, we didn't end well after all.

On the second day, the day after the "first seven", I decided to go out for a walk and relax.

Time will change everything, and perhaps, it is time for me to give up completely. Let everything go with the flow.

When I went out for a walk, I didn't take the watch with me. It's useless to me, and if the woman in black wants to take it, let her take it. Maybe, if you can't help my watch, you can still help her?

Relieved that I didn't have the watch on my wrist, I hummed a song as I walked. This song is very old, and the song is called "Glory Days". It's a pity that I didn't have a glorious time, but I also had a good time, and that's enough.

It's a nice day, the sun is shining warmly on me, and I can't even feel the summer heat. The mobile phone shows that a typhoon is coming in a few days, so the temperature has dropped in the past few days.

I let my feet walk freely, and I didn't want to direct them. Perhaps, all coercion or intentions are doomed to be in vain. Anyway, people always have to die, and one day, I will see my Yuting again. Live and wait until that day.

As I walked, I came to a familiar path.

When I looked at the sign again, I couldn't help but be stunned.

I actually walked to that "fishpond road" again? Ahead, just around the bend in the road, there was a little old shop, where I bought the amazing watch.

How did I come back here? I suddenly felt the miracle of fate, and just when I was about to abandon that watch and give up trying to go back to the past, I stumbled down this path again?

The shop was right in front of me, but I suddenly wanted to turn around and leave.

But I didn't look back, but kept walking, and it seemed to be my legs, their own assertions.

As I passed by the park, I noticed that there had been some changes, the fence had been erected, there were more cement and sand and other building materials on the surrounding road, and a man who looked like a construction worker was crouching and seemed to be cleaning up something.

I couldn't help but ask, "Master, what are you doing here?" ”

"Oh, it's being renovated, don't you know?" The worker said.

"Is it going to be demolished?" I asked a question that was very amateurish, but also a question that everyone cared about.

"No, it's going to be transformed into a square." The worker turned around, "This is a municipal project, this is going to be a sports square, oh, there's going to be a big screen here." ”

"It's going to take a few years, right?"

"No, it'll be half a year."

I stopped talking, and I still felt a little sad when I saw the park become like it was. Perhaps, this park, like our life, always has to usher in various changes, but in the face of this change, we are so small and powerless.

However, the next conversation changed my mood.

"It's better to be an old park." I sighed.

"Old good?" The worker smiled, "What's so good?" ”

"This." I can't say what's good, I can only look at him.

"The old ones don't go, the new ones don't come, how do you know that when this square is built, you won't like it?"

My heart seemed to be suddenly grabbed by some force, and at this moment, I suddenly understood.

yes, how do you know you won't like your new life?

My first few crossings, was it just a simple trip back in time? No. Actually, I didn't simply go back in time, every time, I made new history!

I suddenly remembered a book I once read, and there was a sentence in the book: "Every day, it's new." Every day, we face new challenges! ”

Yes, although my first few crossings ended in failure, each time, I restarted a new story. It's like playing a game where God has given me a magic watch that I can restart and restart every time. I didn't fail, I just tried a few unsuccessful methods, I just faced a few challenges! Ning Qiang, Ning Qiang, are you so willing to give up?

I looked up and looked at the little shop again, and suddenly, a thought came to me.

By the way, why don't I go to the shopkeeper and ask about this amazing watch. Perhaps, I can gain something from him?

Yes, I'm going to reverse my fate again! Even if I fail, at least I have a chance to do it all over again! I can afford to lose!

So, as if I had been beaten, I walked briskly towards the small shop.

However, when I arrived at the door of that small shop, my "chicken blood" was half cold all of a sudden.

The door of the small shop was locked, and a lock was added to the door, indicating that the owner was not inside.

I was still unwilling and tapped the door again. Actually, this action is simply redundant, because no one will lock themselves in it.

I turned my head and looked around blankly.

At this time, from another small supermarket next to me, a chubby man came out, probably because he heard my quick and heavy knock on the door, and he came out of it. Then, with a frown, he looked at me.

"Excuse me, where is the owner of this shop?" I asked.

"He and his wife went on vacation."

"On vacation? When will you be back? ”

"Well, I don't know." The fat man shook his head.

"Where do they live?"

The fat man still shook his head.

"Do you have their phone?"

He still shook his head, he really didn't know.

I had no choice but to get out of here. Perhaps, I shouldn't have come, even if the old man was still in the store, what could I ask? Could it be that he would know the mystery of this watch? I deeply doubt this, but in fact, the reason is very simple, if this old man knew that this watch could travel back in time, would he be willing to sell it to me for only two hundred dollars? Unless, he's a fool.

But how did he know that the watch couldn't be dialed back? Was it really just someone who told him? So, who is this person? No matter who that person was, he must have known the secret, and even traveled back in time!

But now that the old man is not here, where should I ask? Do I have to wait a few more days?

Suddenly, an idea popped into me.

Ning Qiang, you are stupid! Why don't you go back in time, go back to the day of March 24, and ask this old man directly?

Yes, that's it! But do I really want to travel back in time?

I hesitated again, this is not a game, and then travel back to the past, do I have to witness Yuting's death again?

In my mind, those bloody images came to mind again. This is not a horror game, this is a cruel reality!

I hesitated, shuffled with heavy steps, and returned home. When I passed through the park, I didn't dare look inside. What will become of this place in the future has nothing to do with me.

Back home, I collapsed on the couch. In my heart, two voices were fiercely clashing.

"Ning Qiang, are you a man? Why can't you muster up the courage to go back in time? "It's a brave voice of your own.

"Forget it, what's the use of going back? Isn't it all the same and all over again? Ning Qiang, do you think you've changed something? Nothing, Yuting is still dead, nothing is useless! Forget it, the woman in black is right, everything is a doomed ending, you can't change it, it's better to give up! "It's another voice of me that flinched.

"How can you give up? As long as there is a glimmer of hope, you have to keep trying! ”

"The question is, would you like to see Yuting's body again? Every time I had a nervous breakdown! ”

"If you don't go back, Yuting will die!"

"Please, she's dead!"

"Can't give up!"

"Accept your fate!"

"That's enough, you all shut up!" This is my voice, yelling, and the voices of the two egos disappeared all at once.

I looked up and stared blankly at the TV in front of me.

After a long time, I picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

It's been a long time since I've watched TV, and in this age of the Internet, who still watches things?

I don't know why I'm doing this, maybe I'm just trying to ease my confusion by watching TV.

"There's only a 1 percent chance of success, but as long as we try and seize that 1 percent, why not give it a try?" On the TV, a voice came over.

It's a cartoon about an impassioned young man saying something to a group of soldiers who have fallen to the ground.

One percent chance? So slim, is there hope?

I didn't want to watch such a retarded film anymore, so I switched to the station.

TV switched to sports channels, and I used to be a crazy fan. But since our country's men's football team has been defeated again and again, I finally gave up, and I didn't even have the courage to watch the game.

It wasn't a football game on TV, but an interview with a foreigner coach with white hair and a high nose. He was the foreign head coach of our national men's football team, but he left in anger at the beginning of this year because his players were playing so badly. Also, those players who can't play football, which coach doesn't vomit blood?

However, I don't know why, this foreign coach who vowed not to come back to coach has come back again. A lot of people say he's in it for the money, but I don't think so.

"Excuse me, why did you choose to return to the national team as a head coach in the first place? Have you forgotten the defeat in January? "The reporter who interviewed him had a tricky mouth.

"Indeed, we failed that time." The foreign coach replied, however, in a foreign language I didn't understand.

I don't understand it, but I can read the subtitles below, it's a recorded program.

"However, I've always liked to take on new challenges." The gray-haired old foreign man lifted his glasses, "I knew this when I was a player. So, I hope I and my players can pick themselves up again and we still have a chance to win. Even if we fail a hundred times, as long as we continue to work hard, we will definitely succeed! ”

It was really an impassioned conversation, and perhaps, the reporter didn't feel anything, but I sat there for a long time.

Why do I keep hearing such words today?

Don't give up, keep trying! Even if I fail a hundred times, even if the chance of success is only one percent, I will keep trying!

I turned my head and looked at the watch on the coffee table.

It was still lying there, as if waiting for my call.

Perhaps, I should start all over again······