Lin Wanqiu, a sophomore in high school, never thought that Zhou Ci, who handed mints, would be her only support in traveling through the world.
I never thought that they would travel through time together a hundred times.
In the first life, she was a talented girl from Yangzhou and he was a noble son from the capital. The two passed notes across the winding water, exchanged secret codes, and confirmed that each other was a "traveler."
In the second life, she was a heroine and he was a lonely swordsman. They worked together to solve the case, drank on the rooftop under the moon, and smiled at each other in the sky full of fireworks.
In the third life, she was an outer disciple and he was a Tianlinggen genius. He blocked nine thunderbolts for her, and she cried and scolded him, "Are you stupid?"
Then came the fourth life, the fifth life... All the way to the 100th life.
Palace intrigue, doomsday wasteland, interstellar battlefield, fairy tale kingdom - each volume of the world has different identities and tasks. But the ending is always the same: they are together.
Ninety-nine time travels, ninety-nine times of falling in love. Every time it is necessary for the plot, every time it is done willingly.
Until the fiftieth volume of the blank world, there are no tasks, no scripts, just endless grasslands. He finally said the words he had been holding back for a hundred worlds——
"I like you. Not like in novels, but really."
Intention: "No matter how many worlds I travel through and how many lives I experience, I just want to be with you - not because of the mission or the plot, but because of my own choice."
The core of this novel is not simply "time travel love", but a speculation about identity, memory and free will. When two people are thrown into one novel world after another with preset good endings, when "falling in love" is written as the main plot and becomes the condition for leaving - is their relationship an arrangement of the script, or a choice from the heart?
The answer is: it's their choice every time.
