THE car pulled to a stop in front of the dormitory building where Luo Yan would be staying. He stepped out and stared up at the familiar structure. Just like when they'd entered the campus earlier, a wave of nostalgia hit him hard. This was the exact same dorm building he'd lived in during his college days in his previous life.
His gaze drifted to a particular spot near the entrance, and his body shuddered. That was the place where he had died.
He remembered that day clearly. He just walked a few steps from the entrance, feeling all giddy and happy about his job interview, when a flower pot smashed onto his head.
