After two years of blind date and marriage, my wife and I lived as quietly as roommates in a shared apartment, until late one night, a starlight flashed across my face, and I was transported into a parallel world, where my pillow person turned into a passionate, charming and naive first love.
Starlight flickered again and again, and I started an absurd and outrageous cycle: in addition to the cold and quiet blind date wife, the shy colleague's wife, and the strong-tongued older sister's wife, I switched identities in four different worlds every day, dealing with four "wives" with completely different styles.
At first, I just regarded this as a ridiculous dream, but as I traveled back and forth, I gradually discovered: The blind date wife who was as quiet as a shadow actually remembered the details of wearing an inverted ring when I got married; my coquettish first love would hug me and cry for fear that I could not find her; my shy colleague would blush and secretly kiss my cheek; my strong elder sister would also lean on my shoulder and say that she was actually very tired.
Something is changing with each cycle, and the peace of the four worlds begins to ripple. I couldn't help but wonder: Why did this cycle happen to me? Where can I finally return? And what do my "wives" think...
