Chapter 1: Fate Changing Dream

　　Lu Chen had a dream, an incredibly long dream.

　　He dreamt of a familiar yet unfamiliar dream world. It was a dream different from the wonderful dreams described in fairy tales, because he had actually experienced three different lives within this dream!

　　He was a singer named Xu Bo in his first life. He had a modest personality and was extremely fond of music, but even though he had decent talent, he didn’t become successful and was as ordinary as driftwood floating in the ocean.

　　In his second life, he was an actor named Mo Ran. He had an ordinary, calm, and reserved appearance and had appeared in many films. However, all the roles he played were just supporting roles, so his outstanding acting only made other people s.h.i.+ne.

　　For his last life, he was a freelance writer named Fang Mingyi. He was fond of music, movies, travelling, and food. He often carried his backpack while living a life on the road, relying only on his unrestrained and abrupt style of writing to cover his living expenses.

　　Through a curious twist of fate, Xu Bo, Mo Ran, and Fang Mingyi met each other coincidentally, and even though they had different personalities, they still had a lot in common with each other so they still became close friends.

　　Later on, the three of them went on a trip. They were traveling on a highway on Mount Yulong when they were suddenly struck by a landslide… When the countless number of rocks and mud broke through the car window and flooded into the car, the feeling of intense fear and suffocation made Lu Chen suddenly wake up. He woke up with a jolt as he sat on top of his bed.

　　He was fiercely gasping for breath, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his eyes looked dazed.

　　After a long time, Lu Chen finally managed to calm down.

　　His eyes began to focus and he saw his familiar and extremely simple room. The dim light of his small table lamp could just barely illuminate his small room of less than ten square meters. Apart from his bed, a shabby chair, and a wardrobe, there wasn’t any other furniture in his room.

　　Lu Chen was still a bit confused as within him were the memories of Xu Bo, Mo Ran and Fang Mi Yi. The memories of the three individuals were so fresh and vivid that they became deeply engraved onto his mind.

　　Lu Chen absent mindedly dressed himself before staggering towards his small bathroom. He quickly turned on the faucet and washed his face.

　　The intense stimulation from the cold water cleared his mind instantly.

　　He saw a young face within the mirror.

　　The face was quite handsome with a good shape, sharp eyebrows, and clear bright eyes. His nose was firm and his thin lips carried a slight trace of stubbornness, but the s.p.a.ce between his brows carried an air of depression, showing the gloominess of his life.

　　Lu Chen was finally able to determine that he was still himself, that he was still the same person that didn’t graduate from college, and that he had been roaming around Beijing for almost a year as a 22 year old.

　　Dī Dī Dī!

　　The phone by his bedside suddenly rang.

　　Lu Chen forced himself to raise his head and forget about the mess in his head for the time being. He hurriedly brushed his teeth and washed his face before leaving his small room in the bas.e.m.e.nt to rush off to work.

　　He was living in Beijing, between the 3rd and 4th ring of Jing Ming. He was renting one of ten rooms in the bas.e.m.e.nt of an old building.

　　Even though the small room had less than ten square meters of s.p.a.ce and the rent was only 1200 Yuan, it still had an individual bathroom and it was near Lu Chen’s workplace. Furthermore, it was only 5 minutes away from the nearest train station.

　　Within the humongous city of Beijing with a population of more than 30 million people, there were many people like Lu Chen who had to work hard in order to survive.

　　They were often called “Beijing drifters” or “ant tribe”. These people also mocked themselves by calling themselves “drifter ants”.