It all started that December.
Lin Zhixia is dead. Shen Du returned to September 17th. Once, twice, seventy-three times - she thought she could drag the person back if she ran fast enough, but she didn't know that every time she went back, she was creating a new world.
In those worlds, they become different people: classmates, masters and apprentices, people in front of the mirror and people in the mirror. Some worlds are so close that a cup of unscrewed water can warm them for an afternoon; some worlds are separated by a line that cannot be crossed. She smiled and was gentle to everyone, and she walked back into the snow alone.
As sweet as the wind in the summer evening. It's like broken glass stuck in the throat.
This book collects those worlds - they met, missed, embraced, let go, said "you are here" and said "don't come back again". You will see the same pair of eyes, as warm as lake water; you will also see another pair of eyes, chasing the lake water for life after life.
Be prepared before opening. The sugar here can scratch your lips. But you will still swallow them one by one, because that is their name - Du, Xia.
Her name is Lin Zhixia in all worlds.
My name is Shen Du in all worlds.
This is not a story. There are many.
But everyone is saying the same thing——
"I'm coming"
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"Lin Zhixia × Shen Du" Parallel World Short Story Collection
Contains campus/infinite streaming/immortal cultivation/city/rebirth and other settings
Theme: Missing, Pursuing, Tenderness and Restraint, Soul Binding
Thunder point: BE concentration is high, HE is a fluke
Reading suggestion: Have tissues ready
