Reborn to bury love, I can reach for the stars.

"Ding ding ding..."

The alarm clock rang, and she reached out from under the covers to try and shut out the annoying sound. Her furrowed brows made it seem like the hangover headache hadn't subsided.

She slowly opened her eyes, but the scene before her made her freeze. Was she still dreaming?

Never mind, I'm probably still drunk. I'll just go back to sleep.

A few minutes later, the alarm clock rang again, and the person in bed suddenly sat up. "No, this doesn't seem like a dream!" she murmured.

I got out of bed and looked around. This room was clearly the same as it had been over a decade ago; everything felt both familiar and strange. I was drinking and drowning my sorrows in a hotel yesterday, and this house had long since been sold.

I picked up my phone, and the old-fashioned design seemed to offer some answers. I lit up the screen and glanced at the time, and sure enough... it was 2020. Just a few days ago, I celebrated my 33rd birthday in 2030, a painful birthday indeed.

The woman—no, the girl—stood in front of the bedside mirror, gazing at her still young and slightly immature reflection, and chuckled, "I, Shi Wanmeng, am back again. It really makes me want to find someone to have a drink with right away!"

Stepping from the bedroom into the living room, looking at this small but cozy house, I recalled the reluctance I felt when selling it. Oh dear, how could I have been so blinded by that scoundrel?

My phone suddenly rang. I went back to my bedside in the bedroom, picked it up, and saw a name flashing on the screen: Sister Hong.

Shi Wanmeng subconsciously wanted to hang up the phone.

Hongjie was her agent, the one who discovered her and helped her go from an ordinary person into the entertainment industry, through thick and thin, and then cruelly "abandoned" her.

When the phone rang for the second time, as if sensing the impatience of the person on the other end, Shi Wanmeng pressed the answer button.

Before she could even speak, a slightly impatient voice came from the other end: "Wanmeng, why didn't you answer your phone for so long? Where are you? Why haven't you come yet? What about the audition we were supposed to do today?"

"Sister Hong, I suddenly have an upset stomach today. I started having diarrhea when I woke up this morning, so I can't go."

Shi Wanmeng said weakly.

"Can't come? Are you kidding me? This is a hard-won opportunity! Who do you think you are, just going to stand me up like that?"

Hongjie's voice suddenly rose in pitch on the other end of the phone.

"I really can't, Sister Hong. Oh dear, my stomach hurts again. I need to go to the toilet."

As she spoke, Wanmeng quickly hung up the phone.

"Hello, hello, Wanmeng, you..." Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Sister Hong scratched her head irritably and shouted to her assistant, "Go to her house and see what's going on. Who does she think she is? She just released a single, and it hasn't even made a big splash yet, and she's already getting cocky? Go now!"

The assistant nodded repeatedly, grabbed her bag, and ran as far away from Sister Hong, who was about to burst into flames.

After hanging up the phone, Shi Wanmeng quickly reviewed her previous chat history with Sister Hong and remembered the current situation.

A year ago, she was a senior in college and worked part-time singing in a bar. With her outstanding appearance and pure voice, she caught the eye of Sister Hong, who was there to discuss a collaboration. Sister Hong told her that she would be turned into the next pop diva. At the time, she was short of money and immediately agreed to Sister Hong's offer.

After more than half a year of training and packaging by the company, Shi Wanmeng released her first single, officially debuting into the entertainment industry.

This was an interlude in a popular TV series. Although it made a small splash and brought her some fans, it was far from achieving the effect the company had expected.

Now, Sister Hong is going to take her to audition for a vocal music program.

In fact, the company had already made arrangements with the show's production team. The so-called audition was just a formality, a way for the directors and others to meet the contestants.

According to Shi Wanmeng's recollection, in this program, she would be paired with a veteran singer as a newcomer, compete in groups, and ultimately win the runner-up position.

It was this show that led her to meet and fall in love with that scoundrel. She thought that the ten years they had worked together in the entertainment industry were just a joke in the end. No matter how much she gave and how much she loved, it couldn't compete with the "money power" of a rich woman.

Of course, the show also brought her a lot of fans and haters, making her no longer an unknown figure in the entertainment industry.

However, now that I've had a second chance, I might as well skip the show and try to live a different life.

I'll never see that scoundrel again in this lifetime!

Just as Shi Yan was dreaming of using his foresight to plan ahead for the next ten years, there was a knock on the door.

"Sister Wanmeng, are you home? Open the door!" Assistant Xiaoxi's voice came from outside the door.

"Uh... wait a minute," Shi Wanmeng immediately put on a weak expression, clutched her stomach, slowly moved to the door, opened a crack in the door and looked out, whispering, "Xiao hope, what brings you here?"

"Sister Hong asked me to come and see you," the assistant said, seeing Shi Wanmeng's weak appearance, she quickly pushed open the door and went in to support her, "Oh dear, Sister, what happened to you? You were fine yesterday?"

"Hmm... I caught a cold, haha."

"Huh? You caught a cold? It's so hot in the middle of summer."

"Yes, that's right. I drank ice water last night, so I didn't expect it," Shi Wanmeng said, slightly embarrassed.

"Oh, are you alright now? Shall we set off now, or should I go buy you some medicine?"

"Okay, I'll rest for a bit. I'll call Sister Hong. My legs are weak and I need to go to the toilet anytime soon, so I can't go."

The assistant hesitated and said, "Won't Sister Hong be angry if you don't go to the audition? Don't you need to take your medicine?"

"It's alright, it's alright. I'll talk to Sister Hong. Could you go boil some water for me?" After saying that, Shi Wanmeng moved into the bedroom and quickly closed the door.

After sitting on the bed and thinking for a moment, Shi Wanmeng dialed Sister Hong's number: "Hello, Sister Hong, I'm really not feeling well today, I'm sorry I can't make it."

"Can't come? What's wrong with you? Do you still want to be on the show? The audition is only today. Didn't we agree that it was just a formality?"

"I know, but I'm not feeling well today, so let's cancel the show."

"Forget it? Are you kidding me! This is an opportunity I fought hard for. Several seniors like Li Tan and Qiu Keke are here this time. So many people want to get on it, and you're going to turn it down?"

Hongjie's voice on the other end of the phone was filled with disbelief and anger.

"I'm sorry, Sister Hong, I know it's difficult for you, but I'm really not feeling well. Could you see if Sister Xiao Qi could take over?"

Shi Wanmeng pretended to be weak as she spoke.

Xiao Qi's full name is Qi Ou. She is only one year older than her and was signed by Sister Hong two months later, so they are considered to be junior sisters in the same school.

Qi Ou is more talented in singing than her, and has a low-key and uncompetitive personality. Although they were under the same manager in their previous life, their relationship was surprisingly harmonious. She doesn't mind giving Qi Ou this opportunity and giving her a push.

"Do you think this show is your own business? You can't just replace whoever you want on it?" Sister Hong's voice on the other end of the phone could no longer contain her impatience. "Fine, fine, I don't know what's gotten into you all of a sudden. Come to the company tomorrow and we'll have a good talk. If you don't want to work here anymore, just say so. I can't control you anymore."

He hung up the phone immediately after saying that.