When the fireworks in Bianjing dissipated, she woke up in front of the screen a thousand years later - this time, she wanted to make the lost civilization a glimpse of the entire era.
Gu Jinglan never thought that he would be "reborn" in this way.
There was no dramatic fainting, no earth-shattering moment of time travel, just three months of lingering dreams: sky-high firelight, broken strings, and the last look back at a woman wearing a Song Dynasty trousers with exactly the same appearance.
During the day, she was a little-known anchor in 2023, live-streaming tea-making in a small rental house with only a handful of viewers. But her body remembers some things it shouldn't remember: the precise angle of her wrist rotation when ordering tea, the strength of her fingertips pressing the strings when playing the piano, the rhythm of the swaying skirt of her skirt when she walks - all of these are engraved in her muscle memory like birthmarks.
Until she found an "Illustrated Book of Life of the Song Dynasty" at a used bookstall. There was a scorched ginkgo bookmark sandwiched in the book, and her name was written in delicate small letters on the back: "Jinglan".
The floodgates of memory suddenly opened.
The soul of a lady in ancient times quietly awakens in an unknown corner of the 21st century.
