A perfect life begins with changing the timeline.

"Beep beep beep~"

When the familiar alarm clock rang again, Li Mu opened his eyes.

Looking at the familiar ceiling, a strange and unfamiliar feeling welled up in my heart.

"Please, Li Mu. Let me disappear."

He could hear Li Mu's last words, full of pleading, and his expression, which could be described as humble and pleading to the core.

For some reason, Li Mu felt that his hands were a little sticky.

When I looked up, it was completely clean.

There was no bloodshed.

But the smell of rust was unmistakably real.

A strange, complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but urged on by the alarm clock, he had no choice but to get up and go into the bathroom.

To be honest, his mood was quite complicated that morning.

The dream returned. And through Li Mu's analysis in the wheelchair, he gradually understood the mechanism of this dream. The other party did indeed give him a lot of advice. It was a middle-aged disabled man who, after being paralyzed and confined to a wheelchair, started with 40 million and amassed a fortune of nearly 10 billion. He gave him his heartfelt experience and foresight.

But... that's not all they gave us.

Even more valuable was the earnest advice that the other party jokingly referred to as their "spiritual legacy."

For example, how important a healthy body is, how to broaden one's horizons, and all sorts of things that might happen in the future...

Although the other party couldn't guarantee whether it would happen in Li Mu's own timeline, it was... a kind of preventative measure.

It can be said that Li Mu, in his wheelchair, has given his all to this dream.

Li Mu was also extremely grateful that he had a very good memory.

But... a chill settled over him.

To put it even more sentimentally, he felt as if he had strangled his own child with his own hands.

This is not a pleasant feeling.

But what's even more desperate is that he has to strangle "him".

Because that was his promise, and also his greatest wish.

As for whether Li Mu in his wheelchair will still exist after he has personally changed the future... neither of them knows for sure.

But for a disabled person who can only move their head, even knowing it's an illusion, they still want to give it their all...

Whenever he thought of this, he felt even more choked up.

Still in a daze, he arrived at his workplace and saw Sui Kuan standing at the newspaper office entrance chatting with several interns.

"Hey, you're here."

"Hmm, what are you doing here?"

"Wait for Brother Bie. Go check in now~"

Li Mu nodded slightly, walked directly into the office building to clock in, then turned around and came out to the group of people.

Then the intern named Li Wei said:

"Really? Your mentors don't require you to take attendance?"

Sui Kuan nodded:

"Really? Neither Li Mu nor I are asking for it."

Upon hearing this, Li Wei looked on with envy:

"Is the Arts and Sports Department having such a great time? Here, whether it's going out for interviews or anything else, we have to attend morning and evening meetings every day. We have to attend topic selection meetings, report leads before communicating with interviewees, and attend discussion meetings no matter how late it is... You two have it too good."

"Hehe, why don't you transfer to the Arts and Sports Department?"

"I wish I were like you two, getting a big news story right after starting my internship... Ugh, it makes me angry just thinking about it, it's so unfair! Next time there's something like this, could you consider us instead...?"

Following Li Wei's words, the other interns echoed her, but their attention was all on Sui Kuan.

Li Mu wasn't really familiar with these people.

Everyone chatted away until it was almost time to go to work, before waving goodbye.

There were only two people left at the door.

At this moment, Sui Kuan said in a low voice:

"I have a feeling that Brother Bie's identity is not simple."

Somewhat absentminded, Li Mu casually asked:

"What's wrong?"

"Do you remember? He was the one who called us into his office and introduced us to him."

"so?"

"I just asked Li Wei and the others. Although they're all veteran reporters, their assignments are all done by the mentor calling out a name, then everyone introduces themselves, and the person whose name is called follows them... But Brother Bie was specially introduced by our boss. Besides, you heard it yourself, they still have to clock in and attend meetings. But we don't have that. So, who exactly is Brother Bie?"

"have no idea."

Li Mu shook his head honestly, and then he saw a Santana drive in at the entrance of the newspaper office.

"Brother Bie is here."

The two quickly went down the steps.

After the Santana came to a complete stop, I opened the car door directly.

But just as Li Mu was about to get into the car, he heard Bie Yan's words:

"Xiao Li, you drive."

"...??"

Li Mu was stunned:

"what?"

Looking up, I realized that Bie Yan's eyes were incredibly red.

Her eye sockets are sunken.

It looks like he's been up all night.

"It's okay, just treat it as practice. Drive slowly, and once you get past the morning rush hour, your driving skills will basically improve."

Without a word, Li Mu was called to the driver's seat.

The problem is, he doesn't even have a driver's license.

Bie Yan then leaned back in the seat and let out a big yawn:

"Just go to the address on the business card. Xiao Sui, give him directions. Drive slowly, I'm going to take a nap, wake me up when we get there."

"..."

"..."

The two people in the front row were speechless.

But Li Mu, who was forced into this situation, had no choice but to fasten his seatbelt and start the car.

And let me tell you, his start was incredibly smooth.

It seems like an instinct helps him control the machine, allowing him to handle the clutch and accelerator quite well.

The others in the back row were also somewhat surprised:

"Hey, that's pretty steady. It's okay, Xiao Li, don't be nervous, just drive carefully."

"Okay, Brother Bie."

With a strange mix of nervousness and composure, Li Mu responded, while Sui Kuan obediently flipped through the map and began giving Li Mu directions, heading towards Oriental Pearl Media Company.

And along the way... well, how should I put it?

Sui Kuan was quite nervous at first, giving directions while placing his hand on the handle above him.

But after Li Mu drove smoothly through two streets, the tension basically disappeared.

Even he was surprised.

Isn't Li Mu just learning to drive?

It feels like it's been open for a long time.

As for Bieyan... he's already started snoring.

And so, the car drove all the way to the ground floor of an office building.

After skillfully parallel parking the Santana, Li Mu's palms were already slightly sweaty.

"Brother Bie, we've arrived..."

After spending some time waking the drowsy Bieyan, the older brother rubbed his red eyes and lazily yawned.

Then he responded:

"Okay, let's go. Make sure you have all the interview transcripts with you."

As he spoke, he got out of the car in a daze, but his legs suddenly went weak... Li Mu reacted quickly and caught him:

"Brother Bie, are you alright?"

"...Damn it, next time I'll say I won't stay out this late."

Bie Yan muttered something.

After catching his breath a few times, he straightened up under the speechless gazes of the two newbies, stretched lazily, and said to them:

"Let's finish quickly, I'll take you two to take a shower. We've been playing cards for two nights in a row, I'm exhausted."

After saying that, he rubbed his face and walked forward:

"Walk."