Zhang Beixing's heart felt as if it was pierced by a thousand arrows, a heart-wrenching pain that nearly suffocated him.
He never imagined he could make such a rookie mistake, so conceited, so blind.
All at once, regret, shame, and frustration flooded over him like a tide, drowning his inner sea.
He wished he could slap himself hard, yearned to dash against a wall, to punish himself.
But what use would that be?
What's done is done; the die is cast.
No matter how much he regretted or hated it, he couldn't change what had already happened.
The only thing he could do was accept reality, learn from it, and then start anew.
Yes, start anew.
These four words were like a light shining into Zhang Beixing's heart.
He suddenly realized that life's journey was never meant to be smooth sailing.
If you fall, if you stumble, so what?
As long as you can get up, as long as there's a breath left, you can keep moving forward, keep chasing your dreams.
