I am Pan Bowen. In everyone's memory, I never existed.
That day, I just bent down and picked up a badminton in the basement. Looking up again, my classmate Xiao Wen was swallowed up by a "light film" in front of my eyes, and I fell into an endless mirror corridor.
The real world declares that I "never existed." The medical records read "bipolar disorder," as if it was all just a delusion on my part. But I remember: the badminton that rolled down, the record on Mr. L's phone of being kicked out of the grade group, and... The traces of my being erased from everyone's eyes. I began to touch objects to flash fragments of other people's memories, discovered the strange changes in the names of subway stations, and even met Xiao Yu, a girl who could foresee the world line in an old bookstore on a rainy night.
In order to find my "home", I had to travel through bizarre parallel worlds: the labyrinth of choices in quantum branches, the inflation bubble with disordered physical laws, the mirror contradiction of time reversal... I witnessed the collective memory being tampered with ("Fifty-six constellations" or "nations"?), And bumped into countless corpses of "myself" in the rifts of time and space. And the deepest fear is: when Mr. L was investigating in the real world, an email from 1970 and my birthday triggered the countdown to doomsday.
When the whole world forgets you, can you still prove that you exist? At the end of parallel time and space, the answer will subvert your entire understanding of time, history and life.
