Rebirth is a lie, self-transcendence is the only salvation.
Bai Jinyuan lives like a speck of dust. Everyone in the workplace calls her "Xiaobai", and the endless plans, the express delivery, and even the boss's money tree have become her responsibility. She is used to giving in and doesn't know how to refuse. She can't even find the courage to resign.
In a small rental house, a yellowed notebook writes about the "other self" - brave, passionate, and never bows his head.
Who is he in the dream, the man in navy uniform?
A red rope copper key from an old book can tear open the gap in time.
Falling into the sea, she accidentally fell back to 2009 and returned to the campus where she was eighteen years old. Cherry blossoms, school uniforms, radio gymnastics, and Lin Cheng.
The gentle boy from before was right in front of me. The man who had given her countless kindness and companionship during her youth.
He was still the boy who would secretly stuff snacks into her drawer, drive her to KFC on his bicycle, calmly fill the hot water for her when she got her period, chase her out of the classroom with her water glass when she burst into tears, and just walk around with her without asking anything.
But she already knew the ending: after graduating from high school, they never contacted each other again.
This time, returning to 2009, she remembered it all. Not only the gentle and affectionate young man, but also the marriages that were persuaded to go back, the forgotten graves, and the devoured voices - she suddenly remembered them all.
But can everything really come back?
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After waking up from a dream, she finally saw clearly: the one who could save her was never rebirth, not Cheng, or anyone else. Only herself.
Intention: What sinks is obsession, what floats up is rebirth