Su Wan's work permit says "Time and Space Restorer", but her colleagues prefer to call her "Bug Cleaner" - after all, not everyone can bear the risk of being torn into pieces by the turbulence of time and space, and put Yang Guifei, who mistakenly went to disco dancing in the Republic of China, and the future mecha soldiers who fell into the Northern Song Dynasty wine shop, back to their original time and space one by one.
Until she repeatedly bumped into the man named Shen Yan in the cracks.
He was the guard who clutched broken jade on a snowy night in the Tang Dynasty, the reporter who took bullets for her in the ballroom of the Republic of China, and the cold-eyed commander on the future starship. Every time they met, he had a different identity, but he always showed the same "déjà vu" anxiety when she was in danger.
"Have we met?" She asked for the Nth time.
The man's fingertips were rubbing half a piece of broken jade, and there were emotions in his eyes that she couldn't understand: "You'll know when you remember."
Later, Su Wan discovered that the strange memories that flooded into her mind when repairing the cracks were all his obsessions that he had hidden for thousands of years; the "time and space bug" she thought was proof that he wanted to find her across time and space; and the repair ability that she relied on for survival was sealed into his bloodline with half of his soul thousands of years ago.
Small Theater
One time after repairing the cracks in the Three Kingdoms, Su Wan came back with a half-drawn Qinglong Yanyue Sword and happened to bump into Shen Yan cleaning the celadon bottle on the antique shelf.
"Where did you get this bottle?" She raised an eyebrow, "It's the same style as Yang Guifei's."
Shen Yan moved for a moment, and the tips of his ears were slightly red: "... I took it from the Eternal Life Palace, thinking you might like it."
Su Wan: "???"
Not only is she a bug cleaner, but she also has to clean up the mess for a space-time thief? !
Intention: Find the eternal bond in the misplaced time and space, and piece together the truth of love in the broken memories - every correction of "regret" is a rush towards "destiny".