"Do you want to reincarnate?"

A leaflet was handed to Guan Yue, the title on it made her puzzled for a moment.

The little apprentice next to her leaned over, stuck out his tongue and remarked, "Reincarnate? If even the famous lawyer Guan Yue in Kyoto wants to reincarnate, nobody else would dare to live, right?"

Guan Yue remained silent and handed the leaflet to the apprentice. "I’m going to sign a contract with the real estate agent tonight. Try to compress today's meeting with the agent to two hours."

The apprentice was overjoyed. "Great, congratulations boss on getting your new mansion!"

The car arranged by the law firm was waiting outside the door, both of them got into the car.

Guan Yue sat in the back row, her gaze falling on the office buildings continually sliding past the window, her thoughts gradually drifting.

A decade ago when she first arrived in Kyoto, she lived in a two-square-meter basement cubicle.

She bathed with cold water in winter and survived the summer with an old fan. She wore cheap work clothes like that girl.

It took her ten years to become a divorce lawyer in the capital who made well-off families shudder in fear, a single case could generate a six-digit commission. Three years ago while handling the divorce case for a wealthy lady, she started dating the woman's son, Gu Hao Tian.

Reincarnate?

Ha, ha...

Even if God himself was here, she would not want to reincarnate.

From graduating with a master's degree at the age of 24 to her current age of 31, she went from living in a basement to a river-view flat, each step was hard-fought, how could she bear to go back?

The car stopped in front of a luxurious office building, and the apprentice voluntarily got off to open the door for her.

The memories halted right there. Guan Yue got out of the car, her thin legs keeping in time with the rhythmic footsteps of Hua Lun Tian Nu.

...

Duang!

Guan Yue's head hit the table heavily. Perhaps due to the few celebratory drinks she had for her new home, she felt her head swirling and throbbing uncomfortably.

"Student, what time is it now? Junior high school graduation exam! Do you think finishing nine years of compulsory education is all that matters?"

"Let me tell you all, if you don't take your studies seriously, life won't be kind to you. Today is the last major subject of the graduate exam, and it's a key to changing your ranks. Those who do well will enter top senior High School."

"As for those who don't... you can screw things in a factory!"

The woman wearing glasses in front didn't stop talking and threw the answer sheet in front of Guan Yue.

Guan Yue remembered this woman; she was the chief supervisor of her graduation examination and the source of her oppressed life for the next three years.

During the English exam, her high fever triggered acute appendicitis leading to her poor performance. However, in the eyes of the supervisor, it was her not taking the exam seriously and letting down the expectations of her parents.

Outside the examination hall, this story passed on, all kinds of ridicule and pointers dropped on her - the overweight girl.

Because of this, Guan Yue had a low self-esteem throughout her high school...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but pat her hot and round cheeks, trying to wake herself up. Since she had dreamed about her school exams again, she will try to make up for her regrets from her childhood.

However, when she lowered her head to look at the examination paper, her brain buzzed.

Could this dream be more real?

Could it be that she has become like those people on the Internet, boasting about being able to control their dreams? Her English exam was significantly off, managing to score just over eighty out of a hundred and fifty points.

Therefore, she started her high school journey stamped with the label of being terrible at English. This kind of label, heard over and over again, brainwashed her.

But in junior high school, she was an outstanding English student!

Therefore, she fell into endless self-verification. She privately worked through the test paper hundreds of times, each question memorized by heart.

However, during adolescence, she wasn't strong. With this trauma in mind, every English exam made her incredibly nervous. If she wasn't unable to finish her test, she was shaking uncontrollably.

Guanyue picked up the examination-special pen, took a deep breath, and exhaled heavily: I am not the sixteen-year-old me, I am the thirty-one-year-old Guanyue.

A high-level partner with an annual salary of a few million, a strong woman who harvest in both love and career.

I, am no longer afraid!

After suggesting herself in her mind to finish the test, Guanyue put down the pen. She finished the extremely difficult, baseline test paper in less than half an hour.

Looking at the neatly marked answer card, Guanyue finally revealed a satisfied smile: The endnote of youth was finally drawn at the age of 31.

Therefore, she went back to slouching over her desk.

Since this is a dream, there will be a time to wake up, filled with regret, she didn't have to linger here for long...

"Ding dong dong!" The desk in front of her was knocked on, "Hey, what's wrong with you? If you're so unwilling to take tests, then don't go to high school! Isn't this wasting your parents' money?"

Guanyue blankly raised her head, leaning on her still throbbing temples, impatiently muttered, "Isn't this dream going to end? I have to wake up early and go to court tomorrow!”

"What nonsense are you talking about? Pull yourself together and focus on the exam!" The invigilator's pointer hit hard on Guanyue's exam paper, startling her.

"Why won't she wake up?"

Guan Yue cast a cold glance at the proctor and heavily pinched her leg under the table.

Darn it!

The real pain made her lose control of her facial expressions.

The pain was real, but she was definitely not awake yet.

Guan Yue widened her eyes, nervously swallowed, and slowly looked around her.

Every classmate's face around her was crystal clear: the sweat on their noses due to test tension, the acne which were a mark of adolescence, and the unevenly applied sunscreen on their faces...

When she looked up, she met the anger-fueled crimson eyes of the proctor.

Too real. This is too real.

Guan Yue’s lips couldn't stop trembling, her heart pounded wildly: was this dream never going end?

"Stop gawking at me, get back to your exam!" The proctor's pointer whipped down on the table again.

Guan Yue took a sharp breath, rose determinedly from her seat, "Teacher, I would like to submit my paper!"