After My Rebirth, I Gave Up on Saving Others

Kenny struggled increasingly in the water. Seeing I had no intention of jumping in, the old man quickly called over the cleaner for help.

They acted swiftly, shouting for assistance, and within minutes, over ten people had gathered on the bridge.

As the crowd exchanged helpless glances, an older woman in a flowery headscarf urged, "You're the youngest here. Go save him!"

In my last life, I'd avoided the water out of fear of cramps, but she kept pushing me, warning me that the man would drown if I didn't quick.

Unexpectedly, she was still so anxious in this life.

Rolling my eyes, I pointed at the boy who was closest to her. "He looks younger than me. Why not let him do it?"

She sniffed and clutched the college student, whispering, "Son, the water's too cold. Let's not risk it."

She shot me a glare, her double standard causing laughter among the crowd, leaving her embarrassed as she pulled the young man away.

The snow fell heavier, forming thin ice on the river's surface, and the murmurs grew.

"The ambulance won't be here for at least twenty minutes."

"Even if he doesn't drown, he'll freeze to death."

"He didn't shout for help or grab the stick thrown at him. Is he a fool?"

Suddenly, a man stripped off his jacket and leaped into the frigid water.

He swam hard to Kenny, and pulled him to the shore with great effort.

Everyone held their breath, watching closely. "Where is he?"

Two were heading to shore, but now only one was left. I looked and saw the man was missing. The onlookers didn't understand what was going on, but I knew it all.

When Kenny saw the rescuer saving him, he pushed him into the water.

Remembering my treatment in a previous life, I felt a surge of anger and cursed the bastard.

But I didn't expect that the rescuer came out of the water holding his breath.

Then he forcefully pushed Kenny into the water.

I couldn't follow what happened next. While waiting for the ambulance under the bridge, I hurried away to make my interview.

Because the interview was about to begin.

I missed the interview in my previous life because I was saving someone. But this time, I was determined to seize the opportunity.

With my work experience and education, I aced the interview at this new branch desperately in need of talent.

When I was about to leave, the drenched rescuer barged in, looking distressed.

He hadn't noticed me and complained to the personnel manager, Addison. "I just saved a guy who jumped into the river. He pressed me down and wouldn't let me climb up the rescue ladder. If I hadn't pushed him away, I wouldn't be able to work today."

Addison glanced at me, slightly embarrassed, handed him a towel, and said, "This is our Vice President, Alex. He is straightforward but kind-hearted."

I smiled in understanding and excused myself.

As I closed the door, I could still hear Alex venting, "It's right to save a life, but not everyone appreciates it. He's evil, and I'm even worse."

On my way home, I kept thinking about it.

As Alex said, not every rescue led to such challenges.

Yet, I had to admit I wasn't strong enough compared to him.

I realized that we must be prepared for the negative human consequences we might encounter when offering help.