Lin Xia, a brain-computer interface engineer, never imagined the emotional decoding program she wrote would receive a distress signal from a thousand years in the past.
When Xiao Heng, a hostage prince in 935 CE, lay dying in a dungeon, a bolt of lightning hurled his fractured consciousness into a modern laboratory. Only she could see him and touch him, and even share the burning pain of the whip marks on his back. More terrifying still, when his bloodied fingers closed around her pulse, every monitor screamed: **their heart rates matched perfectly, with a margin of error of just 0.01 seconds**.
This “signal synchronization” across a thousand years left Lin Xia facing danger on two fronts.
In the present, tech giants besieged her laboratory, hoping to turn Xiao Heng’s consciousness into immortal code. In the dark side of history, meanwhile, agents of the Time-Space Administration hunted down every “anomaly.” When she hacked into the national deep-space exploration network, she pieced together a horrifying truth from the cosmic microwave background radiation: Xiao Heng’s DNA contained 47 chromosomes; he had appeared again and again at the scene of her death in every one of her lives; and the true culprit behind the laboratory explosion was none other than, **her older self, who had transmigrated back from 2035 to kill her**.
“Every time your heart beats faster, my existence fades by one percent.” Xiao Heng pressed a bloodstained jade clasp into her palm. Behind him, the palaces of Southern Tang collapsed along with the quantum entanglement wave. With their physiological data the only coordinates of their love, Lin Xia had no choice but to carve the final line of virus code into her neural circuits: **either let both timelines perish together in an electromagnetic storm, or admit that this thousand-year love affair had been a death program written from the very beginning**
