I'm always thinking about the past, and I'm always wondering if if I had made that choice in the first place, and if it would have been different now.

One day, God told me that you could go back in time and choose again.

I replied, "Yes! "Then go back again.

"Then you have to forget everything before you can choose again."

I replied, "Okay, that's fair." ”

So I went back to the day I died, and I vaguely remembered that I had died in a car accident...... No, it doesn't seem to be a car accident.

But, most importantly, I'm back. I couldn't help but shout: I didn't expect it, I, Hu Hansan, are back again. “

Of course, no one heard what I said.

The streets were full of people, I was excited, I was dancing, I was holding my head high.

But no one cared, okay then. I kept this happiness in my heart.

I could faintly hear a voice calling out to me, but I couldn't make out what she was saying.

Well, that's right.

I'm going to do a great job, and I'm going to confess to the girl I like!

Her name is Li Yalts, and she is a girl I have liked for three years.

Well...... How to say it. She is tall and thin, with neatly trimmed broken hair, and she looks very energetic. There was always a sparkle in my eyes, but I rarely saw that light. may be due to her personality, she is usually a bit taciturn. Always sitting near the window reading a book, it is a "Lover".

A sentimental female writer Margaret. Duras wrote.

I bought it and saw it, but I didn't like it.

Crushes are always sad, and as long as you muster up the courage, you may be able to have a good outcome.

I sent her a text message last night. Ask her to sit at the café on the corner, and ...... by the way Give her this love letter!

I don't know what the result will be? Oops, forget it, I don't want to.

Don't you know if you go?

No! If you go, you won't know! Because I've been through countless choices. I'm going to get into an accident on the way there, and it's a black Santana car that will come speeding from a distance and knock this forgetful me into the air. That's what the story is all about.

But I'm still going to ...... It's not that I'm so attached to love, but I don't know what kind of changes will happen to the world if I don't go.

I...... I'm used to it. Accustomed to repeating this experience. If I don't go, then I have to move on with my life later on, no, that's terrible.

I can't imagine this future life, I'm going to find a job, I'm going to earn money. I have to provide for my family, I have to put on a suit and clock in to work every day, and I even have to face an older woman who is getting wrinkled and wrinkled.

But another voice told me, no, you can't go.

The future is a vast world that you need to experience. But I was afraid to hear this voice, and it seemed to haunt my ears.

In short, I don't want to. I'm going to go again this time, after all, I've already made an appointment with my girl.

She's in the café around the corner.

People have to do something worthwhile in this life, don't they?

I started to take care of my clothes, I changed into a more chic looking suit and wore a pair of round scalp shoes. I didn't wear a bow tie.

Because I think it looks too formal, it's like a blind date. I can't remember how many times I've done this.

I know every piece of clothing, every button. Once I had everything in order, I looked back at my surroundings again. After all, I don't know if there will be a chance to start again next time, but ...... Probably, there will still be.

So speaking of which, I'm not really worried.

The café was around the corner, seven hundred and eighteen steps from where I was, and I can't remember exactly when I counted.

Anyway, I just remember it was seven hundred and eighteen steps.

I started to walk happily, but the voice in my heart kept calling my name. But what's the use?

I've made a decision, what's the use of calling me now?

There were a few clouds floating in the sky on a clear day, and there was the sound of children playing, and this little girl looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, and she looked like she was in junior high school.

She looked at me, didn't say anything, and went on playing with her crystal ball. It seems that someone gave her a small gift that made her very happy.

I couldn't help but look at it a few more times, but I kept going. I distinctly remember walking about seventy steps before I met a boy who came looking for her sister. Probably the girl I just met.

It's like I'm going to go all the way to find my girl. Further back, I will meet a pair of sisters. They were very familiar, but they didn't know me, and I always saw them in the supermarket in front of me, and every time they went to the supermarket, they would buy a bucket of soup and they seemed to like to eat this kind of food.

Further back, there is also a takeaway brother, who looks very hard. It seems that he delivers all my takeouts in the restaurant.

I've often seen him ride past here and on...... I counted the people and things in my memory.

It seems like...... Who did I forget? It's something I've never happened before, I'm sure I'm asleep, I've walked this road so many times, how could something be forgotten?

Further back, I could see the café around the corner. Through the glass window I could see that my girl was already sitting there. She should be waiting for me, I haven't arrived yet. So she was a little bored playing with her hair.

From a distance, you can see her small fuchsia bag on a chair next to her, looking around aimlessly. No, look out the window.

I was tempted to wave my hand and tell her I was here.

However, I held back. I'm going to surprise her, I can't let her see me so early. I resisted the joy in my heart and walked over slowly.

But I knew I wasn't destined to cross this street, and a Santana would soon be drunken in front of me at the intersection.

Sure enough, when I got to this red light. I walked slowly and leisurely, and it rushed towards me like an old friend.

Pain as always! At this time, I actually saw that my girl seemed to hear movement.

She looked over to me.

"Hey, hello wow!" I silently greeted her in my heart, and I wanted to reach out, but I couldn't seem to raise my hand anymore. It's so cruel that you won't even give me a chance to say hello?

I struggled to put the letter I had written on the ground.

Tomorrow. Hurry up tomorrow.

Then I can look at her again.