The Ming Dynasty Bowl, My Lottery Life

I woke up and realized I was lying in my bedroom from eighteen years ago. My SAT admission ticket was right there by my hand.

It had been eighteen years, but those exam questions felt as fresh as if I had just seen them yesterday.

I thought about how I ended up back here. I had literally worked myself to death just to save up for my younger brother's future wedding fund.

That is right. In my past life, I was nothing more than a sacrificial lamb for my brother.

Whenever I refused to help him,