Reborn to Infinite Dreams

Some say happiness is never easily within reach.

Yang Tang disagreed.

He graduated from Chengda University, yet married a wife who was a postdoctoral fellow at Jingda. And it wasn’t even that he pursued her—it was she who pursued him. Yang Tang could only sigh that he’d fallen in love at just the right time, catching the tail end of the literary youth era and brushing up against the dawning age of the internet. With a modest talent for modern poetry, he somehow ended up with a gentle, virtuous wife who would be the mother of his child.

In the winter of 2018, the days leading up to New Year's Eve were particularly cold. Still, his wife insisted on driving to the office every day to oversee things. Yang Tang’s face, now showing hints of middle age, still retained traces of the handsome youth he once was, but he no longer cared about such things. All he wanted was to stay warm at home, write a few drafts, and keep his son company.

His son, Yang Lin, like most boys his age, loved playing games. That day, he was glued to the computer, thoroughly enjoying himself, when he suddenly asked, “Dad, do we have a copy of Romance of the Three Kingdoms at home?”

“We do. Why?”

Muttering, Yang Lin said, “This Three Kingdoms web game is so weird. After I captured Wu Anguo, I managed to persuade him to surrender after three tries. But why can’t I get Kong Rong to surrender, no matter what?”

Curious, Yang Tang asked how he persuaded Wu Anguo. Yang Lin grinned, “Dad, don’t tell me you don’t know this! You’re so behind the times. Of course you us