Right as Yan JiaHui arrived in this new world, there was darkness around h̶e̶r̶  him.

(She should really get accustomed to calling herself as a man, rather than the woman she had been for 22 years.)

Speculating that the system would give her the information, he waited.

Not too long after, the system poofed into existence beside him, and without a word exchanged between them, Yan JiaHui could feel the faint pin-prick in her head, like being poked by a small and fine needle.

Memories fluttered in the air, like petals of flower scattered by the wind.

Bringing a hand up to touch one, he heard voices, sadness that faded away into anger-

"When will he realize it?"

"When, when, when, when?"

"Will he no longer love me?"

"Has he fallen out of love...?"

Messy clothes, the anniversary gift, the scent of sweet perfume, the candle-lit dinner....

The receipts of stores they had not frequented for months. The mysterious note that appeared on his bedside drawer. The sweet, cloying scent of perfume that none of them wore.

Hickeys in places he had not touched. His reluctance to sleep together with him. His frequent disappearances.

The partner at work who does not exist. The dinner party that never happened.

"I found plenty of proof that I loved you and you loved me."

"...But I couldn't find any evidence that you haven't been cheating on me..."

...The screeching sound of rubber tires against asphalt. Worries faces of those with blurred figures. A shout to call an ambulance, a hospital, something.

Finally, peace.

Yan JiaHui blinked - the vividness of those memories, those bitter feelings, the quiet resignation, the gradual feeling of resentment - only to drop when it has reached its peak - fading away.

In front of him was still darkness. The petals have long gone, absorbed into his mind.

His lips quirked up. Based on the memories, he could garner three facts -

One, this is definitely a modern setting. There are no alphas, omegas, or betas, and no zombies. Futuristic seems impossible.

Two, it seems that this body had a lover. And that lover seems fond of conveniently forgetting that he has a lover in the first case, which leads to a lot of cheating.

Three, the original owner of the body attempted suicide.

...So sad.

[000: Host~ This system will send you the appropriate information for this world now~]

[Yan JiaHui: Thank you~]

The original body's name is also Yan JiaHui, aged 26. Is the youngest son of the Yan Clan, has two older brothers and one older sister. Left home and cut all ties with family in order to be with his lover, Li Xian.

Li Xian... the head of the Li group, a major corporation with over 10 billions net worth. A naturally charismatic person, who makes everyone enamoured and enraptured by his sheer presence alone.

The backstory is.... Li Xian and Yan JiaHui (Wow, it was kinda weird to have his name there, it really felt like a self-insert) got together at age 19, right when they were in university. After they graduated, Li Xian built up his company, with the help of Yan JiaHui, who was doing it against the wishes of his family. Due to Yan JiaHui havibg a relationship with Li Xian, and the Yan Clan not supporting them, Yan JiaHui distanced himself from his family.

Several years passed. Yan JiaHui, at the behest of Li Xian, decided to be at home, instead of working outside. He stayed at home all day - only going out to buy groceries, or to meet up with friends, though that occurence has decreased over the years.

It could be said that because of Li Xian's request for Yan JiaHui to stay at home, it was his fault that Yan JiaHui began to discover the many affairs he made.

All the discreptancies and the contradictions piled up, creating unshakeable truth.

Yan JiaHui, finally fed up with everything, decided to end his pain by ending his life.

.....This is really....

Stupid to the point of being tragic.

First of all, why hadn't he confronted Li Xian??? Why rashly end his life???!

Honestly, if he could, he would shake this stupid young man and tell him that life was still good, you are still young and good-looking, you can still sell your face to live.

But things have been done and one cannot turn time back...

"What's the task?" Yan JiaHui spoke out loud, asking the system.

[000: Make Li Xian regret everything!
(＾▽＾)]

"....Just that?" Yan JiaHui asked doubtfully. Somehow, he had expected a harder task, but... "Well, it is good enough."

[000: Make him regret to the point of wanting to die!]

"...That's what I'm going to do." Yan JiaHui smiled. "Well, let's go then."

_____

The medical scent he always associated with hospitals and clinics filled his nose, as soon as he was aware.

His fingers twitched and trembled, his eyelids fluttered, wanting to open.

A nurse paused hesitantly, taking in a sharp breath, observing the patient lying on the bed.

One second...

Two seconds...

Beneathe a dark fringe, a pair of eyes hesitantly opened, grey eyes looking dazed and incoherent.

The nurse's heart leaped, and quickly setting down the tray she had brought in with her, she pressed a button on the wall, calling a doctor to come.