Mu Siyu and I are sworn enemies.
We have been since childhood.
We fought for first place in our grades, for championships in competitions, and even over who was the better actor. He always had the edge over me. The only time I beat him was in a fashion design competition. Standing on the second-place podium, he smiled at me.
It gave me the creeps. Why was my nemesis smiling at me?
Then something ridiculous happened: we switched bodies.
I woke up in his body, and he was in mine.
There was nothing we could do. The show had to go on, and we had variety shows to film, so we gritted our teeth and lived each other's lives. He acted in my projects while I attended script meetings for him. He appeared on variety shows as me, while I played a couple with “myself” as him.
The most ridiculous part was that the whole internet went wild shipping us.
Our ship tag was called “Yuyu Is Sweet,” and fans kept shouting, “They're real!” They had no idea the “sweetness” they were shipping was two sworn enemies forced to play along.
After we switched back, our relationship became complicated.
I kept trying to grasp the fleeting feeling that passed between us, but I could never figure out what it was.
Until the day the safety wire snapped.
I fell from a tall building, and when I woke up, I had forgotten everyone. My parents, myself, even my own name.
I remembered only one voice: the one that had shouted my name desperately as I fell.
And things got worse. The last character I played, Lin Zhizhi, a girl so desperate she wanted to kill herself, had taken up residence inside me and refused to leave.
Every nightfall, she came back. She would stand by the window, gaze down from the thirteenth floor, and say, “Jump, and you'll be free.”
One pair after another full of love CP