Lin Yue never thought that a sudden accident would turn her from a spectator in front of the screen to a "traveller" traveling through thousands of film and television worlds.
She has the sobriety of God's perspective, but she never acts as a "god" who forcibly rewrites the plot. It's just that in those moments when you can't calm down, you can say the right words and make an action at the right time.
She thought she was just a passerby, but gradually she discovered that the plot lines she had touched were quietly sprouting new branches. Meng Yanchen's butterfly flew to the mountains, there were pots of flowers that never faded next to Xingjue's throne, and He Yichen's waiting felt less lonely. And she herself, in this journey, has gone from being cautious at first to someone who dares to take brave steps towards what her heart desires.
When light and shadow intersect and dimensions overlap, she finally understands: The so-called time travel is never to rewrite someone's ending, but to find her own answers in those living souls - about love, about courage, about how to live a serious life in this hot world.
